<?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-5827834483459353363</id><updated>2012-01-02T00:39:03.940-05:00</updated><category term='show'/><category term='wesley'/><category term='dropout year'/><category term='we the kings'/><category term='list'/><category term='never shout never'/><category term='dinner'/><category term='movies'/><category term='the downtown fiction'/><category term='three'/><category term='aquarum'/><category term='zack'/><category term='every avenue'/><category term='short'/><category term='devin'/><category term='mercy mercedes'/><category term='caitlin'/><category term='eight'/><category term='jersey'/><category term='metro station'/><category term='towson'/><category term='ftsk'/><category term='kevin'/><category term='racing kites'/><category term='four'/><category term='six'/><category term='monique'/><category term='virginia'/><category term='dc'/><category term='photoshoot'/><category term='the carbon kin'/><category term='all time low'/><category term='the academy is'/><category term='dream boy'/><category term='andrew'/><category term='josh'/><category term='jeffrey'/><category term='hit the lights'/><category term='britney'/><category term='five'/><category term='dating'/><category term='ottobar'/><category term='wilmington'/><category term='west chester'/><category term='work'/><category term='cobra starship'/><category term='rant'/><category term='friends'/><category term='the white tie affair'/><category term='rae'/><category term='meme'/><category term='fletcher&apos;s'/><category term='lancaster'/><category term='adam'/><category term='hotspur'/><category term='hamilton'/><category term='birthday'/><category term='stacy'/><category term='seven'/><category term='fiona'/><category term='lou'/><category term='intro'/><category term='farewell'/><category term='danger radio'/><category term='party'/><category term='steph'/><category term='james'/><category term='geo'/><category term='ihop'/><category term='alexa'/><category term='westminster'/><category term='hellogoodbye'/><category term='jason'/><category term='karlyn'/><category term='meg'/><category term='postsecret'/><category term='erica'/><category term='warped tour'/><category term='chris'/><category term='just surrender'/><category term='delicious'/><category term='the audition'/><category term='philadelphia'/><category term='ten'/><category term='shannon'/><category term='walmart'/><category term='sick'/><category term='the hint'/><category term='nine'/><category term='playradioplay'/><category term='matt'/><category term='natalie'/><category term='denny&apos;s'/><category term='sing it loud'/><category term='mandy'/><category term='movie list'/><title type='text'>Christine Can't Whisper</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christineohhh.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827834483459353363/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christineohhh.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827834483459353363/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Christine O.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09865012926830492816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-nYO0sEFIH4/SM3xQeg4AdI/AAAAAAAAABc/6I0u7Abqsc8/s1600-R/c3e846d0-3c33-461e-be38-9192277e3602.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>246</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5827834483459353363.post-5214508649335968528</id><published>2010-08-10T00:24:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-10T06:56:33.152-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rant'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='philadelphia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dating'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photoshoot'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ten'/><title type='text'>I Only Write In Here When I'm Introspective</title><summary type='text'>Time for a life update. There's a whole lot I want to say about the way my life is at the moment.I'm in search of a new car because Lola is on her last leg. I went car shopping today with him and I had an amazing time bickering with him about American cars versus Foreign and large versus small. He said I need to drive a car that exudes that sexy CEO thing I've got going (then later grabbed my ass</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christineohhh.blogspot.com/feeds/5214508649335968528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5827834483459353363&amp;postID=5214508649335968528' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827834483459353363/posts/default/5214508649335968528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827834483459353363/posts/default/5214508649335968528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christineohhh.blogspot.com/2010/08/i-only-write-in-here-when-im.html' title='I Only Write In Here When I&apos;m Introspective'/><author><name>Christine O.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00367227778410950952</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-5827834483459353363.post-5078348294774744534</id><published>2010-04-20T12:24:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-20T12:28:50.806-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rant'/><title type='text'>A letter to him that I may or may not ever send him.</title><summary type='text'>I realized I always get mad at you not because I hate you, actually it's far from that. What it really is I try so hard to make you happy. I would do absolutely anything to make you happy. What makes me angry is that I don't feel like you appreciate me or my efforts at all. I require nothing from you but to hear from you once in a while, and I would give you the world. It makes me realize that </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christineohhh.blogspot.com/feeds/5078348294774744534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5827834483459353363&amp;postID=5078348294774744534' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827834483459353363/posts/default/5078348294774744534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827834483459353363/posts/default/5078348294774744534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christineohhh.blogspot.com/2010/04/letter-to-him-that-i-may-or-may-not.html' title='A letter to him that I may or may not ever send him.'/><author><name>Christine O.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00367227778410950952</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>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5827834483459353363.post-3825338234709440521</id><published>2010-01-23T00:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T13:08:47.902-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='intro'/><title type='text'>I Wake Up To Find It's Another Four Aspirin Morning, and I Dive In</title><summary type='text'>I'm obviously too busy to update daily, and by the time I get a free minute I think, might as well wait til the end of the month. I'm not going to do that anymore. I'm just going to write about days that need to be written about. I have a calendar &amp; twitter to know what I'm doing on a daily basis now.Maybe I'll still have the numbers system, maybe not, but it'll be much better insight into my </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christineohhh.blogspot.com/feeds/3825338234709440521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5827834483459353363&amp;postID=3825338234709440521' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827834483459353363/posts/default/3825338234709440521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827834483459353363/posts/default/3825338234709440521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christineohhh.blogspot.com/2008/09/introduction-my-life-has-become-boring.html' title='I Wake Up To Find It&apos;s Another Four Aspirin Morning, and I Dive In'/><author><name>Christine O.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09865012926830492816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-nYO0sEFIH4/SM3xQeg4AdI/AAAAAAAAABc/6I0u7Abqsc8/s1600-R/c3e846d0-3c33-461e-be38-9192277e3602.jpg'/></author><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5827834483459353363.post-4115210431507862002</id><published>2009-12-23T15:04:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-23T15:10:06.687-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rant'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dating'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>"The Ribbon on My Wrist Says Do Not Open Before Christmas"</title><summary type='text'>Today I went to my bank to take care of some crap wrong with my bank account. A wonderful women named Carol was my bank representative.Because of the overload of the holiday season, their computers were running pretty slowly which gave us some time to talk. Seeing my direct deposit was from CBS Radio she asked what I did, I explained that I do promotions which she said sounded like a lot of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christineohhh.blogspot.com/feeds/4115210431507862002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5827834483459353363&amp;postID=4115210431507862002' title='37 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827834483459353363/posts/default/4115210431507862002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827834483459353363/posts/default/4115210431507862002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christineohhh.blogspot.com/2009/12/ribbon-on-my-wrist-says-do-not-open.html' title='&quot;The Ribbon on My Wrist Says Do Not Open Before Christmas&quot;'/><author><name>Christine O.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00367227778410950952</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>37</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5827834483459353363.post-197361690071856073</id><published>2009-12-20T07:30:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-20T16:57:51.372-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dating'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='matt'/><title type='text'>Isn't This Supposed To Be Fun?</title><summary type='text'>So I went out with not-boyfriend on Friday night, and he wanted to honk my horn while I was driving just for fun. He also wanted to go write in some wet cement we saw downtown, which I told him "you're too old for that."I don't know if he noticed or not, but I realized, I'm not fun. Think Squidward or the dad in Finding Nemo. I don't enjoy doing silly useless things like writing in cement or </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christineohhh.blogspot.com/feeds/197361690071856073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5827834483459353363&amp;postID=197361690071856073' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827834483459353363/posts/default/197361690071856073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827834483459353363/posts/default/197361690071856073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christineohhh.blogspot.com/2009/12/isnt-this-supposed-to-be-fun.html' title='Isn&apos;t This Supposed To Be Fun?'/><author><name>Christine O.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00367227778410950952</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-5827834483459353363.post-8329086165288253481</id><published>2009-11-18T21:47:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T22:02:58.274-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rant'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='show'/><title type='text'>Ready and Willing</title><summary type='text'>A have a lot of blog entries where I call out girls for sleeping around. I rarely ever call out guys for doing the same thing, because while I think sleeping around is wrong on both counts, I honestly believe it's less wrong with guys than girls. Now, I'm not saying this in the cliche sense of that's just the way it is, even though in fact, let's be honest, that is just the way it is, but to be </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christineohhh.blogspot.com/feeds/8329086165288253481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5827834483459353363&amp;postID=8329086165288253481' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827834483459353363/posts/default/8329086165288253481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827834483459353363/posts/default/8329086165288253481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christineohhh.blogspot.com/2009/11/ready-and-willing.html' title='Ready and Willing'/><author><name>Christine O.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00367227778410950952</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-5827834483459353363.post-1480417174605603047</id><published>2009-11-02T16:47:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T16:51:13.643-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lancaster'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='show'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='party'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='just surrender'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='steph'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='every avenue'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rae'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='monique'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='philadelphia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dream boy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='erica'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='towson'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the white tie affair'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='alexa'/><title type='text'>"We're at the Hotel, Motel, Holiday Inn"</title><summary type='text'>So this weekend turned out to be more ridiculous than last weekend. Didn't even think that was possible. Wednesday &amp; Thursday were the last two days of the Traveling Talent Show Tour. Def shouldn't have gone Wednesday because I had tons of homework, but hey what's done is done. Thursday, surprised Monique with a room at the Sheraton for her birthday. Champagne, banners, balloons, silliness. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christineohhh.blogspot.com/feeds/1480417174605603047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5827834483459353363&amp;postID=1480417174605603047' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827834483459353363/posts/default/1480417174605603047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827834483459353363/posts/default/1480417174605603047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christineohhh.blogspot.com/2009/11/were-at-hotel-motel-holiday-inn.html' title='&quot;We&apos;re at the Hotel, Motel, Holiday Inn&quot;'/><author><name>Christine O.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00367227778410950952</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-5827834483459353363.post-5540687151835141912</id><published>2009-10-28T02:39:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T02:43:14.952-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='philadelphia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='monique'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='show'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='erica'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dream boy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='party'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='farewell'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the white tie affair'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fiona'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jersey'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='alexa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='every avenue'/><title type='text'>"There's A Party In Your Bedroom All Night Long"</title><summary type='text'>So I spent Thursday through Sunday in one of my favorite cities, Philadelphia. Fiona (and her family) was gracious enough to let me sleep on her couch, mostly while she was at work.Thursday I hiked up to Hangar 84 like I do every month to see Farewell hahaha. Great innocent txt flirting occured before-hand as always, he was looking good Thursday night too because it was the first day of tour. Got</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christineohhh.blogspot.com/feeds/5540687151835141912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5827834483459353363&amp;postID=5540687151835141912' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827834483459353363/posts/default/5540687151835141912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827834483459353363/posts/default/5540687151835141912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christineohhh.blogspot.com/2009/10/theres-party-in-your-bedroom-all-night.html' title='&quot;There&apos;s A Party In Your Bedroom All Night Long&quot;'/><author><name>Christine O.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00367227778410950952</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5827834483459353363.post-7100068192815268185</id><published>2009-10-14T10:15:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-14T10:26:59.589-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dream boy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='adam'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jason'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chris'/><title type='text'>"Like a Scene In a Movie, You're Just One of Many"</title><summary type='text'>2PM - My not-boyfriend texted me, to tell me he misses me and even though I'm crazy he still loves me. Wonderful, but he still doesn't have time to talk to me right now because he's busy with work.5PM - Upon hearing from his friend that he's bad at responding to texts and phone calls, I texted Chris and he apologized for being so busy and not having time for everyone. However, he still didn't </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christineohhh.blogspot.com/feeds/7100068192815268185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5827834483459353363&amp;postID=7100068192815268185' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827834483459353363/posts/default/7100068192815268185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827834483459353363/posts/default/7100068192815268185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christineohhh.blogspot.com/2009/10/like-scene-in-movie-youre-just-one-of.html' title='&quot;Like a Scene In a Movie, You&apos;re Just One of Many&quot;'/><author><name>Christine O.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00367227778410950952</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-5827834483459353363.post-3465607585717888159</id><published>2009-10-11T06:28:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-11T06:43:18.967-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meme'/><title type='text'>This Took A Really Long Time</title><summary type='text'>10 things you want to say to 10 different people; no names:I would give up absolutely everything to be with you. I know it's insane but it's true.You really fucking bug me. Something about you and your invasion of my world, no matter how small, really annoys me, and I wish you and your angsty attitude would gtfo.Of all the people that have left me in my life, I miss you the most, and I know we'll</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christineohhh.blogspot.com/feeds/3465607585717888159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5827834483459353363&amp;postID=3465607585717888159' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827834483459353363/posts/default/3465607585717888159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827834483459353363/posts/default/3465607585717888159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christineohhh.blogspot.com/2009/10/this-took-really-long-time.html' title='This Took A Really Long Time'/><author><name>Christine O.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00367227778410950952</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-5827834483459353363.post-5831356536252913567</id><published>2009-10-01T22:04:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T22:23:49.303-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dating'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chris'/><title type='text'>"In the Car I Just Can't Wait, to Pick You Up On Our Very First Date"</title><summary type='text'>Sunday, I went out on a legitimate  date for the first time in probably three years or so. It was really nice. We went to the arcade, saw a movie, stopped at Denny's, watched his favorite show's Season Premiere. He paid for everything, we shared an Icee (he let me pick the flavor), we held hands and danced in the parking lot, and he held every door open for me.A lot of cuddling and kissing </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christineohhh.blogspot.com/feeds/5831356536252913567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5827834483459353363&amp;postID=5831356536252913567' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827834483459353363/posts/default/5831356536252913567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827834483459353363/posts/default/5831356536252913567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christineohhh.blogspot.com/2009/10/in-car-i-just-cant-wait-to-pick-you-up.html' title='&quot;In the Car I Just Can&apos;t Wait, to Pick You Up On Our Very First Date&quot;'/><author><name>Christine O.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00367227778410950952</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-5827834483459353363.post-7659946453117379704</id><published>2009-09-16T02:18:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T03:03:14.974-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rant'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='warped tour'/><title type='text'>I'm Best Known For Failure</title><summary type='text'>I've thought about this pretty extensively and there's not a whole lot I can do right. I'm kinda terrible at friendship, family, money, school, and especially relationships. I can't have my mind unoccupied for one moment or I dwell on such things. I think about every time I've fucked up with sending the wrong text message, saying the wrong thing, doing the wrong thing. Hell, I can't even run my </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christineohhh.blogspot.com/feeds/7659946453117379704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5827834483459353363&amp;postID=7659946453117379704' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827834483459353363/posts/default/7659946453117379704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827834483459353363/posts/default/7659946453117379704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christineohhh.blogspot.com/2009/09/im-best-known-for-failure.html' title='I&apos;m Best Known For Failure'/><author><name>Christine O.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00367227778410950952</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-5827834483459353363.post-2045534594174281281</id><published>2009-08-08T17:31:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-08T17:45:27.973-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rant'/><title type='text'>"Wasting words on lowercases and capitals"</title><summary type='text'>I'm not slacking on updating I just don't have much to say. Life is exactly the way it has been for years.One thing I've discovered is I'm honestly tired of talking. I used to be excited to meet new people, and now it's gotten to a point where I no longer have anything to say especially about myself. I have no desire to explain myself to people anymore. I just want to be. Not left alone because I</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christineohhh.blogspot.com/feeds/2045534594174281281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5827834483459353363&amp;postID=2045534594174281281' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827834483459353363/posts/default/2045534594174281281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827834483459353363/posts/default/2045534594174281281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christineohhh.blogspot.com/2009/08/wasting-words-on-lowercases-and.html' title='&quot;Wasting words on lowercases and capitals&quot;'/><author><name>Christine O.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00367227778410950952</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-5827834483459353363.post-4982664793281480080</id><published>2009-06-22T15:42:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T15:57:04.635-04:00</updated><title type='text'>"He Loves You, Yea Yea Yea"</title><summary type='text'>Today is day #3 of me and my mother not speaking. I've gotta get out of here, asap. I just fried &amp; baked chicken but they're not going to eat it, and then wonder why I don't cook for them. Whatever. I might have a cute boy over tomorrow since I cannot afford to go out to eat or to really leave this house until the 30th when I get paid again. This sucks, hopefully it's a decent sized check since </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christineohhh.blogspot.com/feeds/4982664793281480080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5827834483459353363&amp;postID=4982664793281480080' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827834483459353363/posts/default/4982664793281480080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827834483459353363/posts/default/4982664793281480080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christineohhh.blogspot.com/2009/06/he-loves-you-yea-yea-yea.html' title='&quot;He Loves You, Yea Yea Yea&quot;'/><author><name>Christine O.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00367227778410950952</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-5827834483459353363.post-6251528018849721631</id><published>2009-06-21T10:56:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T10:58:44.089-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rant'/><title type='text'>I Hate Holidays.</title><summary type='text'>I hate family. I hate talking on the phone with people I speak to once or twice a year. I hate grand dinners. I hate hours of wasted times. Me and my mother fight during every holiday. Nothing good comes from holidays. Even the phone calls from family on my birthday annoy the hell of me.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christineohhh.blogspot.com/feeds/6251528018849721631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5827834483459353363&amp;postID=6251528018849721631' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827834483459353363/posts/default/6251528018849721631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827834483459353363/posts/default/6251528018849721631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christineohhh.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-hate-holidays.html' title='I Hate Holidays.'/><author><name>Christine O.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00367227778410950952</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-5827834483459353363.post-3171624255929024711</id><published>2009-06-19T20:35:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T20:36:21.457-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wesley'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='steph'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lou'/><title type='text'>"I Think It's Fly When A Girl Stops By For The Summer"</title><summary type='text'>Weird three days. I've been incredibly busy and now that I'm sitting here with a few hours to kill, I can feel that I'm quite tired. Movies on Wednesday was great. Yesterday I saw Louis for the first time in weeks, I also talked to Wesley. What is this nonsense? Thanks to "He's Just Not That Into You" I knew when it was a good idea to stop myself, and I'm happy for that :) I got to see Stephani </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christineohhh.blogspot.com/feeds/3171624255929024711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5827834483459353363&amp;postID=3171624255929024711' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827834483459353363/posts/default/3171624255929024711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827834483459353363/posts/default/3171624255929024711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christineohhh.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-think-its-fly-when-girl-stops-by-for.html' title='&quot;I Think It&apos;s Fly When A Girl Stops By For The Summer&quot;'/><author><name>Christine O.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00367227778410950952</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-5827834483459353363.post-6833290856163169762</id><published>2009-06-18T11:39:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T11:47:18.580-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='andrew'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='alexa'/><title type='text'>"Wait Til I Get My Money Right"</title><summary type='text'>Today I'm going to blog about my life instead of bitching...Yesterday crashed Lola, because of a slick exit, tons of people stopped to help me :) Spent the last $60 I had yesterday on copies and $10 to fix Lola up. No car wash for her, but I went to White Marsh and saw my boys in Hotspur, I really missed them, especially Cooper...After that, movie screening with Alexa &amp; Andrew. Away We Go was so </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christineohhh.blogspot.com/feeds/6833290856163169762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5827834483459353363&amp;postID=6833290856163169762' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827834483459353363/posts/default/6833290856163169762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827834483459353363/posts/default/6833290856163169762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christineohhh.blogspot.com/2009/06/wait-til-i-get-my-money-right.html' title='&quot;Wait Til I Get My Money Right&quot;'/><author><name>Christine O.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09865012926830492816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-nYO0sEFIH4/SM3xQeg4AdI/AAAAAAAAABc/6I0u7Abqsc8/s1600-R/c3e846d0-3c33-461e-be38-9192277e3602.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5827834483459353363.post-3950871073339785213</id><published>2009-06-12T08:52:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T08:53:45.483-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rant'/><title type='text'>"I Will Never Believe In Anything Again"</title><summary type='text'>My mind, my fucking mind is a mess. Without my guy friends I feel so empty, so hollow. Females just don't understand me the way guys do.I miss my friends so much. I'm going to write down every thought that's been in my mind the last few weeks without regard for who will read this because I have no other form of therapy.I still don't understand how so many people can just turn their backs on me, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christineohhh.blogspot.com/feeds/3950871073339785213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5827834483459353363&amp;postID=3950871073339785213' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827834483459353363/posts/default/3950871073339785213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827834483459353363/posts/default/3950871073339785213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christineohhh.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-will-never-believe-in-anything-again.html' title='&quot;I Will Never Believe In Anything Again&quot;'/><author><name>Christine O.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09865012926830492816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-nYO0sEFIH4/SM3xQeg4AdI/AAAAAAAAABc/6I0u7Abqsc8/s1600-R/c3e846d0-3c33-461e-be38-9192277e3602.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5827834483459353363.post-6601721437531843456</id><published>2009-05-20T09:06:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T09:22:02.361-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='we the kings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='farewell'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jersey'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='all time low'/><title type='text'>"I've Found The Cure To Growing Older"</title><summary type='text'>I haven't updated in over a month. Nothing significant has really happened. My life is still the same, same friends, no boy, the usual. I have a crush, it's not going anywhere.April 25th was one of the best days of my life. I didn't met Peter but Vinnie did crowd surf over my head on a tour bud crammed with 40 people, caught up with old friends, and saw my favorite FOB song from the side of the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christineohhh.blogspot.com/feeds/6601721437531843456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5827834483459353363&amp;postID=6601721437531843456' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827834483459353363/posts/default/6601721437531843456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827834483459353363/posts/default/6601721437531843456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christineohhh.blogspot.com/2009/05/ive-found-cure-to-growing-older.html' title='&quot;I&apos;ve Found The Cure To Growing Older&quot;'/><author><name>Christine O.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09865012926830492816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-nYO0sEFIH4/SM3xQeg4AdI/AAAAAAAAABc/6I0u7Abqsc8/s1600-R/c3e846d0-3c33-461e-be38-9192277e3602.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5827834483459353363.post-1243599128679118219</id><published>2009-04-12T18:50:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T18:54:36.273-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rant'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='monique'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='party'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='towson'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dinner'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>"Friends Who Never Loved You Nearly Half As Much As Me"</title><summary type='text'>Yesterday I discovered a whole lot about my life that I thought I was already completely aware of. After a night at Recher with 800+ people I wish I felt more. It wasn't the same as 4 years ago, I wasn't excited. I was annoyed. I still do have such a strong appreciation for the talent of The Apathy Eulogy.After a dinner with Mary, I headed to Dan's house. A lot of the time I've mentioned how I've</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christineohhh.blogspot.com/feeds/1243599128679118219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5827834483459353363&amp;postID=1243599128679118219' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827834483459353363/posts/default/1243599128679118219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827834483459353363/posts/default/1243599128679118219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christineohhh.blogspot.com/2009/04/yesterday-i-discovered-whole-lot-about.html' title='&quot;Friends Who Never Loved You Nearly Half As Much As Me&quot;'/><author><name>Christine O.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09865012926830492816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-nYO0sEFIH4/SM3xQeg4AdI/AAAAAAAAABc/6I0u7Abqsc8/s1600-R/c3e846d0-3c33-461e-be38-9192277e3602.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5827834483459353363.post-3045309436211754641</id><published>2009-04-11T13:30:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T13:32:11.558-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rant'/><title type='text'>...</title><summary type='text'>Stop. I'm so serious right now, please stop. I don't want to ruin this because I like this, I think it's cute, but...Listen... I'm attracted to you. I'm so attracted to you. You couldn't even begin to imagine--actually maybe you can understand because after today. Clearly you're attracted to me. You can't keep your hands off me, and I can't understand why exactly. I seriously wish I could take </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christineohhh.blogspot.com/feeds/3045309436211754641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5827834483459353363&amp;postID=3045309436211754641' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827834483459353363/posts/default/3045309436211754641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827834483459353363/posts/default/3045309436211754641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christineohhh.blogspot.com/2009/04/stop.html' title='...'/><author><name>Christine O.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09865012926830492816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-nYO0sEFIH4/SM3xQeg4AdI/AAAAAAAAABc/6I0u7Abqsc8/s1600-R/c3e846d0-3c33-461e-be38-9192277e3602.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5827834483459353363.post-4602053676216705286</id><published>2009-04-09T13:10:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T13:15:48.617-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='monique'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='farewell'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fiona'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jersey'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='walmart'/><title type='text'>"From All The Dive Bars and Rock Stars That Plague This Place"</title><summary type='text'>I haven't had a good day in a while so I think I want to blog about it right now.Went to pick up calendars for work to drop them off. Of course, it's freezing outside like always because I have bad luck so I trekked through the city by myself with 30 degree weather, ugh. But I do love being in the city all day.I had spend most of the prior night talking to Louis, and when he awoke around noon he </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christineohhh.blogspot.com/feeds/4602053676216705286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5827834483459353363&amp;postID=4602053676216705286' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827834483459353363/posts/default/4602053676216705286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827834483459353363/posts/default/4602053676216705286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christineohhh.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-havent-had-good-day-in-while-so-i_09.html' title='&quot;From All The Dive Bars and Rock Stars That Plague This Place&quot;'/><author><name>Christine O.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09865012926830492816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-nYO0sEFIH4/SM3xQeg4AdI/AAAAAAAAABc/6I0u7Abqsc8/s1600-R/c3e846d0-3c33-461e-be38-9192277e3602.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5827834483459353363.post-598122166043039108</id><published>2009-04-07T15:12:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T15:14:42.621-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='delicious'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='party'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the hint'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ottobar'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wilmington'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='every avenue'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='monique'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='philadelphia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dream boy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dinner'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='never shout never'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the downtown fiction'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fletcher&apos;s'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='alexa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='zack'/><title type='text'>"Do Your Part To Save The Scene"</title><summary type='text'>To do a quick February &amp; March recap:Got mad at dumb bands, dumb sluts and dumb people. Ram's Head twice in 3 days. Saw Delicious the second time, so worth it. I love that boy. Philadelphia, Hamilton, fighting, yelling, screaming. God! FUCK YOU &amp; YOUR BAND.Brings me to March... work work school school. People popping back in my life for no reason. Central VA, party party party. Spring Break, New </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christineohhh.blogspot.com/feeds/598122166043039108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5827834483459353363&amp;postID=598122166043039108' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827834483459353363/posts/default/598122166043039108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827834483459353363/posts/default/598122166043039108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christineohhh.blogspot.com/2009/04/do-your-part-to-save-scene.html' title='&quot;Do Your Part To Save The Scene&quot;'/><author><name>Christine O.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09865012926830492816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-nYO0sEFIH4/SM3xQeg4AdI/AAAAAAAAABc/6I0u7Abqsc8/s1600-R/c3e846d0-3c33-461e-be38-9192277e3602.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5827834483459353363.post-4673928672448428717</id><published>2009-04-07T15:08:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T16:39:28.202-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wesley'/><title type='text'>"There Are Fine Lines I've Seen We Are Stuck In Between"</title><summary type='text'>I hate writing blogs when I'm fairly uncertain about the status of my life. Which is probably why I haven't blogged in four weeks. I'm not a fan of things without conclusions. I don't enjoy "To Be Continued." I think I purposely waited until today to write this because one chapter of my life is finally closed. I've lost one of my best friends, it's been a long time coming, but I finally have </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christineohhh.blogspot.com/feeds/4673928672448428717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5827834483459353363&amp;postID=4673928672448428717' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827834483459353363/posts/default/4673928672448428717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827834483459353363/posts/default/4673928672448428717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christineohhh.blogspot.com/2009/04/there-are-fine-lines-ive-seen-we-are.html' title='&quot;There Are Fine Lines I&apos;ve Seen We Are Stuck In Between&quot;'/><author><name>Christine O.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09865012926830492816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-nYO0sEFIH4/SM3xQeg4AdI/AAAAAAAAABc/6I0u7Abqsc8/s1600-R/c3e846d0-3c33-461e-be38-9192277e3602.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5827834483459353363.post-4724113663333822859</id><published>2009-03-05T19:58:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T20:00:18.851-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='short'/><title type='text'>"Doctor, I Still Feel Alone"</title><summary type='text'>From cNet:So might Twitter be a pathetic cry of comfort for those who truly feel the need for something even vaguely approaching human intimacy and understanding? An intimacy and understanding most people believe that they can't demand any more because everyone else is busy, successful, stressed, or simply fabulously self-centered?   There is something inherently poignant about people feeling </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christineohhh.blogspot.com/feeds/4724113663333822859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5827834483459353363&amp;postID=4724113663333822859' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827834483459353363/posts/default/4724113663333822859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827834483459353363/posts/default/4724113663333822859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christineohhh.blogspot.com/2009/03/doctor-i-still-feel-alone.html' title='&quot;Doctor, I Still Feel Alone&quot;'/><author><name>Christine O.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09865012926830492816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-nYO0sEFIH4/SM3xQeg4AdI/AAAAAAAAABc/6I0u7Abqsc8/s1600-R/c3e846d0-3c33-461e-be38-9192277e3602.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5827834483459353363.post-4600748108020425333</id><published>2009-03-01T09:15:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T16:02:50.176-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rant'/><title type='text'>"Do You Feel Like A Man When You Push Her Around?"</title><summary type='text'>Everyone is asking how Rhianna could go back to Chris Brown. Now, i think she's a special circumstance because she is rich, famous and beautiful, and can probably have any man she wants, but it's probably for the same reason why thousands of women go back and stay in abusive relationships.If you've finally found someone that loves you, you don't want to let them go. Even if people say, "if he </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christineohhh.blogspot.com/feeds/4600748108020425333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5827834483459353363&amp;postID=4600748108020425333' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827834483459353363/posts/default/4600748108020425333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827834483459353363/posts/default/4600748108020425333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christineohhh.blogspot.com/2009/03/do-you-feel-lke-man-when-you-push-her.html' title='&quot;Do You Feel Like A Man When You Push Her Around?&quot;'/><author><name>Christine O.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09865012926830492816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-nYO0sEFIH4/SM3xQeg4AdI/AAAAAAAAABc/6I0u7Abqsc8/s1600-R/c3e846d0-3c33-461e-be38-9192277e3602.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5827834483459353363.post-1772283316155930941</id><published>2009-02-26T18:26:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T18:35:10.312-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meme'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='list'/><title type='text'>"All The Things She Said, Running Through My Head"</title><summary type='text'>OH &amp; I feel that it's time to do this blog over for the third time, things have changed, yet again.1) List 15 things that you want to say to people, but never will.2) Don't say who they are.3) Never discuss it again.4) Don't answer people who question who these thoughts are to or about.4) Take a guess if you want, ha.If you were in any other band, things would be very different...I hope it burns </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christineohhh.blogspot.com/feeds/1772283316155930941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5827834483459353363&amp;postID=1772283316155930941' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827834483459353363/posts/default/1772283316155930941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827834483459353363/posts/default/1772283316155930941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christineohhh.blogspot.com/2009/02/all-things-she-said-running-through-my.html' title='&quot;All The Things She Said, Running Through My Head&quot;'/><author><name>Christine O.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09865012926830492816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-nYO0sEFIH4/SM3xQeg4AdI/AAAAAAAAABc/6I0u7Abqsc8/s1600-R/c3e846d0-3c33-461e-be38-9192277e3602.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5827834483459353363.post-5079305124806939630</id><published>2009-02-19T10:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T12:07:39.229-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rant'/><title type='text'>"I Will Never Believe In Anything Again"</title><summary type='text'>Just because it means the world to me, doesn't mean anyone else cares.I just need to realize that unconditional, I'd do anything, I can't live without this person, love doesn't exist. Once I thoroughly understand this, I'll understand that no one cares, it's not that serious. No one's out there falling in love, especially with me and it doesn't mean that much to anyone.Everyone is just looking </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christineohhh.blogspot.com/feeds/5079305124806939630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5827834483459353363&amp;postID=5079305124806939630' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827834483459353363/posts/default/5079305124806939630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827834483459353363/posts/default/5079305124806939630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christineohhh.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-will-never-believe-in-anything-again.html' title='&quot;I Will Never Believe In Anything Again&quot;'/><author><name>Christine O.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09865012926830492816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-nYO0sEFIH4/SM3xQeg4AdI/AAAAAAAAABc/6I0u7Abqsc8/s1600-R/c3e846d0-3c33-461e-be38-9192277e3602.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5827834483459353363.post-8044093680690745449</id><published>2009-02-16T06:15:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T06:30:56.841-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='we the kings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lancaster'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='party'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='karlyn'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='west chester'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ottobar'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shannon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wilmington'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='monique'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dream boy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='caitlin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the white tie affair'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dinner'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the downtown fiction'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='alexa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='virginia'/><title type='text'>"Hey Chocolate Girl, Yea You're Looking Like Something I Want"</title><summary type='text'>So in the last two week I grabbed some lunch with Caitlin, didn't go see my NC boys, saw "He's Just Not That Into You," changed my life aha. Went to both jobs. Drove up by myself to Delaware and hung out with some kids I like, finally met The Right Coast officially, did a lot of dancing of course. Evidently I'm a this one kids, Chocolate Lover, I'm beyond okay with that. Boy your girlfriend is </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christineohhh.blogspot.com/feeds/8044093680690745449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5827834483459353363&amp;postID=8044093680690745449' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827834483459353363/posts/default/8044093680690745449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827834483459353363/posts/default/8044093680690745449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christineohhh.blogspot.com/2009/02/so-in-last-two-week-i-grabbed-some.html' title='&quot;Hey Chocolate Girl, Yea You&apos;re Looking Like Something I Want&quot;'/><author><name>Christine O.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09865012926830492816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-nYO0sEFIH4/SM3xQeg4AdI/AAAAAAAAABc/6I0u7Abqsc8/s1600-R/c3e846d0-3c33-461e-be38-9192277e3602.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5827834483459353363.post-6464727561611770773</id><published>2009-02-06T12:00:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T06:50:42.253-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='karlyn'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='west chester'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shannon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wilmington'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dc'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='all time low'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='every avenue'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='monique'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the audition'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dream boy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the academy is'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='racing kites'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='alexa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='virginia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photoshoot'/><title type='text'>"The Road Outside My House Is Paved With Good Intentions"</title><summary type='text'>Alright I haven't really been talking about my little adventures much specifically recently so I'm going to do that...Mid December I found myself driving to Lancaster by myself because I'm a mega-fan and had to go see All Time Low haha. I spent most of my time behind the merch table of that one Chicago band, it took me a sec to realize this kid was flirting with me, but once I realized it I kinda</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christineohhh.blogspot.com/feeds/6464727561611770773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5827834483459353363&amp;postID=6464727561611770773' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827834483459353363/posts/default/6464727561611770773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827834483459353363/posts/default/6464727561611770773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christineohhh.blogspot.com/2009/02/alright-i-havent-really-been-talking.html' title='&quot;The Road Outside My House Is Paved With Good Intentions&quot;'/><author><name>Christine O.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09865012926830492816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-nYO0sEFIH4/SM3xQeg4AdI/AAAAAAAAABc/6I0u7Abqsc8/s1600-R/c3e846d0-3c33-461e-be38-9192277e3602.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5827834483459353363.post-4556780760582595398</id><published>2009-02-04T16:13:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T16:26:34.596-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rant'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>"Never Take Friendship Personally"</title><summary type='text'>Maybe it's me. Maybe I just ask for too much, because the same things keep happening to me. Maybe I should accept people for being stupid inconsiderate pieces of shit who don't know how to pick up a fucking cell phone or send a text message. Maybe I should just accept that you don't want to talk to me or hang out with me and move on. Maybe I should just just take the pity invites and the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christineohhh.blogspot.com/feeds/4556780760582595398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5827834483459353363&amp;postID=4556780760582595398' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827834483459353363/posts/default/4556780760582595398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827834483459353363/posts/default/4556780760582595398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christineohhh.blogspot.com/2009/02/never-take-friendship-personally.html' title='&quot;Never Take Friendship Personally&quot;'/><author><name>Christine O.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09865012926830492816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-nYO0sEFIH4/SM3xQeg4AdI/AAAAAAAAABc/6I0u7Abqsc8/s1600-R/c3e846d0-3c33-461e-be38-9192277e3602.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5827834483459353363.post-5988775444436309925</id><published>2009-01-30T14:45:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T08:22:24.097-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='monique'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='short'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shannon'/><title type='text'>"I Love The Way She Said LA"</title><summary type='text'>So I go to Monique's blog &amp; there's a montage to Almost Famous with an amazing TAI song "After The Last Midtown Show", go to Shannon's blog and she's talking about Perks of Being a Wallflower... My favorite movie, my favorite book, one of my favorite bands, and my favorite person.Obviously this is a sign. It makes my heart hurt to see these clip, hear this song and read the quotes. I'm not going </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christineohhh.blogspot.com/feeds/5988775444436309925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5827834483459353363&amp;postID=5988775444436309925' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827834483459353363/posts/default/5988775444436309925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827834483459353363/posts/default/5988775444436309925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christineohhh.blogspot.com/2009/01/so-i-go-to-moniques-blog-theres-montage.html' title='&quot;I Love The Way She Said LA&quot;'/><author><name>Christine O.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09865012926830492816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-nYO0sEFIH4/SM3xQeg4AdI/AAAAAAAAABc/6I0u7Abqsc8/s1600-R/c3e846d0-3c33-461e-be38-9192277e3602.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5827834483459353363.post-7201065447403812639</id><published>2009-01-26T02:02:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T02:05:15.058-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"Get The Fuck Up, She Said Your Life Is Meaningless"</title><summary type='text'>FUCK! Where did January go? On the bright side the one thing I set out to do this winter I accomplished. I hit up a bunch of stores to get the magazines sold there, so I'm not disappointed in myprogress this month.What I did do is, get a new job working in Marketing at Missiontix.com, I danced on my first bar, I learned to play Chess, I turned 19, and I think I may have had my heart broken again.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christineohhh.blogspot.com/feeds/7201065447403812639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5827834483459353363&amp;postID=7201065447403812639' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827834483459353363/posts/default/7201065447403812639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827834483459353363/posts/default/7201065447403812639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christineohhh.blogspot.com/2009/01/get-fuck-up-she-said-your-life-is.html' title='&quot;Get The Fuck Up, She Said Your Life Is Meaningless&quot;'/><author><name>Christine O.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09865012926830492816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-nYO0sEFIH4/SM3xQeg4AdI/AAAAAAAAABc/6I0u7Abqsc8/s1600-R/c3e846d0-3c33-461e-be38-9192277e3602.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5827834483459353363.post-7495051886596655237</id><published>2009-01-23T22:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T13:07:36.297-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='list'/><title type='text'>2008 Christmas List (Updated)</title><summary type='text'>Rumour Has It I Have A Birthday Coming Up... (Party Details Soon)2008 Christmas ListEven though me &amp; Monique had this discussion about how I shouldn't have to do this, I'm doing this. Here's my pseudo-Christmas List for 2007. If you find something better, go for it! I'm not that picky :)BOOKS. (Amazon Wish-List)I'm with the Band: Confessions of a Groupie by Pamela Des Barreslastnightsparty: Where</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christineohhh.blogspot.com/feeds/7495051886596655237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5827834483459353363&amp;postID=7495051886596655237' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827834483459353363/posts/default/7495051886596655237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827834483459353363/posts/default/7495051886596655237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christineohhh.blogspot.com/2007/12/2007-christmas-list.html' title='2008 Christmas List (Updated)'/><author><name>Christine O.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09865012926830492816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-nYO0sEFIH4/SM3xQeg4AdI/AAAAAAAAABc/6I0u7Abqsc8/s1600-R/c3e846d0-3c33-461e-be38-9192277e3602.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5827834483459353363.post-1177022689102613714</id><published>2009-01-13T07:42:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T07:47:52.023-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rant'/><title type='text'>"Joke Me Something Awful, Just Like Kisses On The Necks Of Best Friends"</title><summary type='text'>Where do you draw the line between best friend &amp; girlfriend? Is a girlfriend just a best friend you sleep with sometimes? If that's the case, if a by happens to be sleeping with a girl that's NOT his girlfriend, what makes him stay with her instead of the other girl?I don't get the distinction. Maybe that's why I'm always single, but it seems to me that guys always choose the wrong girls to date,</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christineohhh.blogspot.com/feeds/1177022689102613714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5827834483459353363&amp;postID=1177022689102613714' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827834483459353363/posts/default/1177022689102613714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827834483459353363/posts/default/1177022689102613714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christineohhh.blogspot.com/2009/01/joke-me-something-awful-just-like.html' title='&quot;Joke Me Something Awful, Just Like Kisses On The Necks Of Best Friends&quot;'/><author><name>Christine O.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09865012926830492816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-nYO0sEFIH4/SM3xQeg4AdI/AAAAAAAAABc/6I0u7Abqsc8/s1600-R/c3e846d0-3c33-461e-be38-9192277e3602.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5827834483459353363.post-3635486373540738737</id><published>2009-01-08T12:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T12:56:39.628-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='list'/><title type='text'>2008 RECAP</title><summary type='text'>Because playing The Sims for 3 hours is a bad idea... I'm going to finally write my 08 Recap. I can't remember exactly what happened in the beginning of the year but right now the last few months fucking sucked, so hopefully I have some fond memories in the earlier months.Winter 2008 (January through March)Became legal (Jan 23)Hung out with Alexa, Monique, Steph &amp; Mandy weeklySaw Cloverfield, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christineohhh.blogspot.com/feeds/3635486373540738737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5827834483459353363&amp;postID=3635486373540738737' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827834483459353363/posts/default/3635486373540738737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827834483459353363/posts/default/3635486373540738737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christineohhh.blogspot.com/2009/01/2008-recap.html' title='2008 RECAP'/><author><name>Christine O.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09865012926830492816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-nYO0sEFIH4/SM3xQeg4AdI/AAAAAAAAABc/6I0u7Abqsc8/s1600-R/c3e846d0-3c33-461e-be38-9192277e3602.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5827834483459353363.post-7716754545467825862</id><published>2009-01-08T10:50:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T11:15:59.533-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rant'/><title type='text'>"Gotta Know When To Hold Em, Know When To Fold Em"</title><summary type='text'>Sometimes I can walk away from a boy and a relationship with absolutely no problem. Number deleted, screen name deleted, no longer friends on MySpace, he's just gone.And then there's sometimes where I just can't let go. I don't understand why but I cannot move on. There's something about some boys that keep me soooo hooked in, that I can't walk away. These boys are the constants in my life, the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christineohhh.blogspot.com/feeds/7716754545467825862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5827834483459353363&amp;postID=7716754545467825862' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827834483459353363/posts/default/7716754545467825862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827834483459353363/posts/default/7716754545467825862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christineohhh.blogspot.com/2009/01/gotta-know-when-to-hold-em-know-when-to.html' title='&quot;Gotta Know When To Hold Em, Know When To Fold Em&quot;'/><author><name>Christine O.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09865012926830492816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-nYO0sEFIH4/SM3xQeg4AdI/AAAAAAAAABc/6I0u7Abqsc8/s1600-R/c3e846d0-3c33-461e-be38-9192277e3602.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5827834483459353363.post-4636732938524870344</id><published>2009-01-07T19:27:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T19:28:28.683-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rant'/><title type='text'>"Try To Forget Me &amp; Just Move On"</title><summary type='text'>This is a rant. So I'm warning you now, don't read this.I'm so fucking sick of being ignored, and as I've said to some friends who've needed to hear it lately, you need to take your life into you own hands. I've stopped talking to a lot of people, they may or may not have noticed, but that's not really my concern.I understand that people are busy, but I'm one of the busiest people I know. I run a</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christineohhh.blogspot.com/feeds/4636732938524870344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5827834483459353363&amp;postID=4636732938524870344' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827834483459353363/posts/default/4636732938524870344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827834483459353363/posts/default/4636732938524870344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christineohhh.blogspot.com/2009/01/try-to-forget-me-just-move-on.html' title='&quot;Try To Forget Me &amp; Just Move On&quot;'/><author><name>Christine O.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09865012926830492816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-nYO0sEFIH4/SM3xQeg4AdI/AAAAAAAAABc/6I0u7Abqsc8/s1600-R/c3e846d0-3c33-461e-be38-9192277e3602.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5827834483459353363.post-4395669033105147449</id><published>2009-01-04T18:47:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T18:53:16.349-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rant'/><title type='text'>"It's Cold Out There At The Top of the World"</title><summary type='text'>First off, I obviously don't know what fun is, because instead of playing The Sims like I've wanted to almost all weekend, I spent the last two days working incredibly hard, but I'm very very proud of what I accomplished. Like legit, Scene Trash is allll over the fucking internet this week because of my hard work. Unfortunately for me, the first second I take a break from work, I start to think </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christineohhh.blogspot.com/feeds/4395669033105147449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5827834483459353363&amp;postID=4395669033105147449' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827834483459353363/posts/default/4395669033105147449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827834483459353363/posts/default/4395669033105147449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christineohhh.blogspot.com/2009/01/its-cold-out-there-at-top-of-world.html' title='&quot;It&apos;s Cold Out There At The Top of the World&quot;'/><author><name>Christine O.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09865012926830492816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-nYO0sEFIH4/SM3xQeg4AdI/AAAAAAAAABc/6I0u7Abqsc8/s1600-R/c3e846d0-3c33-461e-be38-9192277e3602.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5827834483459353363.post-4044185244028156446</id><published>2009-01-02T04:31:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T04:49:39.275-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rant'/><title type='text'>"Cause All That I See Right Now, Is Someone Who's Lost and Insecure"</title><summary type='text'>I think about this alot. I'm an open book in so many aspects, but things that I'm ashamed of, or that don't quite go my way I have a hard time telling people. I think I put on this front that my life is "perfect" so I omit things that I don't want people to know.In all honesty, I just don't want to talk about it. There are boys I've kissed that I'd never tell you about, times I've been rejected, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christineohhh.blogspot.com/feeds/4044185244028156446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5827834483459353363&amp;postID=4044185244028156446' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827834483459353363/posts/default/4044185244028156446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827834483459353363/posts/default/4044185244028156446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christineohhh.blogspot.com/2009/01/cause-all-that-i-see-right-now-is.html' title='&quot;Cause All That I See Right Now, Is Someone Who&apos;s Lost and Insecure&quot;'/><author><name>Christine O.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09865012926830492816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-nYO0sEFIH4/SM3xQeg4AdI/AAAAAAAAABc/6I0u7Abqsc8/s1600-R/c3e846d0-3c33-461e-be38-9192277e3602.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5827834483459353363.post-4832050483520861578</id><published>2009-01-01T04:01:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T04:50:45.822-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='list'/><title type='text'>2009 New Year's Resolution</title><summary type='text'>There are a few thing on the agenda for 2009, first and foremost, this year:I WILL NEVER KNOWINGLY BE THE OTHER WOMEN EVER AGAIN.I also need to work on some other things...I will not contact a guy more than twice in a week.I will learn how to say no, and move on.I won't go past kissing with any boy I don't see myself becoming emotionally involved with.I will try not to assume or get my hopes up </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christineohhh.blogspot.com/feeds/4832050483520861578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5827834483459353363&amp;postID=4832050483520861578' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827834483459353363/posts/default/4832050483520861578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827834483459353363/posts/default/4832050483520861578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christineohhh.blogspot.com/2009/01/2008-new-years-resolution.html' title='2009 New Year&apos;s Resolution'/><author><name>Christine O.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09865012926830492816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-nYO0sEFIH4/SM3xQeg4AdI/AAAAAAAAABc/6I0u7Abqsc8/s1600-R/c3e846d0-3c33-461e-be38-9192277e3602.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5827834483459353363.post-3341105920029944166</id><published>2008-12-31T02:55:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T08:23:44.813-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='show'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lancaster'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dream boy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jersey'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wilmington'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='virginia'/><title type='text'>"These Are My Thoughts Written Down On Paper"</title><summary type='text'>WTF? Three weeks later. All I have to say is WTF? Three weeks (which up until now I thought was only 2) of sheer chaos. Wilmington, Lancaster, Vineland, Warrenton, Vienna, Catonsville, Wilmington, Lancaster. December 12 to December 29 this was my life. I've driven over 1000 miles in this time.For the most part, I don't even want to talk about it, almost all of it, especially the three days. Saw </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christineohhh.blogspot.com/feeds/3341105920029944166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5827834483459353363&amp;postID=3341105920029944166' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827834483459353363/posts/default/3341105920029944166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827834483459353363/posts/default/3341105920029944166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christineohhh.blogspot.com/2008/12/these-are-my-thoughts-written-down-on.html' title='&quot;These Are My Thoughts Written Down On Paper&quot;'/><author><name>Christine O.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09865012926830492816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-nYO0sEFIH4/SM3xQeg4AdI/AAAAAAAAABc/6I0u7Abqsc8/s1600-R/c3e846d0-3c33-461e-be38-9192277e3602.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5827834483459353363.post-2239887598888227611</id><published>2008-12-07T14:02:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T08:24:06.332-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='short'/><title type='text'>"Little Girl, You're In The Middle"</title><summary type='text'>I saw a bird flying today. The wind was blowing so hard that he kept being blown sideways instead of forward. He was trying so hard and going nowhere. I felt terrible for him. Probably trying to go South, and he's already weeks behind...Metaphor for my life, obviously.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christineohhh.blogspot.com/feeds/2239887598888227611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5827834483459353363&amp;postID=2239887598888227611' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827834483459353363/posts/default/2239887598888227611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827834483459353363/posts/default/2239887598888227611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christineohhh.blogspot.com/2008/12/little-girl-youre-in-middle.html' title='&quot;Little Girl, You&apos;re In The Middle&quot;'/><author><name>Christine O.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09865012926830492816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-nYO0sEFIH4/SM3xQeg4AdI/AAAAAAAAABc/6I0u7Abqsc8/s1600-R/c3e846d0-3c33-461e-be38-9192277e3602.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5827834483459353363.post-1843969657446671043</id><published>2008-12-02T08:27:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T08:24:31.155-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='short'/><title type='text'>"Vienna Waits For You"</title><summary type='text'>One day, I want those words tattooed on me. It's my all time favorite song. It means basically, your life will wait for you. It means that you're going the pace that you're supposed to be going, and that even if you feel like it's all spinning out of control, it's your life. You can fix it, you can change it. Don't try to do it all in one day because your life WILL WAIT.I first heard the song in </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christineohhh.blogspot.com/feeds/1843969657446671043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5827834483459353363&amp;postID=1843969657446671043' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827834483459353363/posts/default/1843969657446671043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827834483459353363/posts/default/1843969657446671043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christineohhh.blogspot.com/2008/12/vienna-waits-for-you.html' title='&quot;Vienna Waits For You&quot;'/><author><name>Christine O.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09865012926830492816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-nYO0sEFIH4/SM3xQeg4AdI/AAAAAAAAABc/6I0u7Abqsc8/s1600-R/c3e846d0-3c33-461e-be38-9192277e3602.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5827834483459353363.post-305878668901894028</id><published>2008-11-30T08:46:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T08:25:22.090-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='philadelphia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='monique'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='show'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dream boy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='adam'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='towson'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dinner'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='alexa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='every avenue'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='all time low'/><title type='text'>"Alone &amp; Far From Home, You'll Find Me"</title><summary type='text'>Fallston Bash last Saturday was nice, made so much money from the kids, I needed that boost to know I'm at least doing something right. My friends showed up eventually, and the lineup was so great, I had a good night &amp; got to flirt with that one kid. He wants me aha. "I'm going outside, want to come?" "Yes." It's nice when I get to see kids I like, without the ones I don't. That doesn't happen to</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christineohhh.blogspot.com/feeds/305878668901894028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5827834483459353363&amp;postID=305878668901894028' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827834483459353363/posts/default/305878668901894028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827834483459353363/posts/default/305878668901894028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christineohhh.blogspot.com/2008/11/alone-far-from-home-youll-find-me.html' title='&quot;Alone &amp; Far From Home, You&apos;ll Find Me&quot;'/><author><name>Christine O.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09865012926830492816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-nYO0sEFIH4/SM3xQeg4AdI/AAAAAAAAABc/6I0u7Abqsc8/s1600-R/c3e846d0-3c33-461e-be38-9192277e3602.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5827834483459353363.post-2118932768413547911</id><published>2008-11-30T08:27:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T08:46:30.839-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rant'/><title type='text'>People Always Leave</title><summary type='text'>I feel so fortunate to find the group of girls I've found, it's amazing how well we mesh together &amp; I hope the new staff can fit into this group of girls, but I can understand that will be hard. I don't know how many of them want to do this in their lives but I hope it's all of them, because one day I hope to pay them all a salary. There girls can help me take over the world.On a completely </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christineohhh.blogspot.com/feeds/2118932768413547911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5827834483459353363&amp;postID=2118932768413547911' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827834483459353363/posts/default/2118932768413547911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827834483459353363/posts/default/2118932768413547911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christineohhh.blogspot.com/2008/11/people-always-leave.html' title='People Always Leave'/><author><name>Christine O.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09865012926830492816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-nYO0sEFIH4/SM3xQeg4AdI/AAAAAAAAABc/6I0u7Abqsc8/s1600-R/c3e846d0-3c33-461e-be38-9192277e3602.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5827834483459353363.post-8057112920614344272</id><published>2008-11-22T15:13:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T08:27:21.024-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='we the kings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='show'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shannon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ftsk'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hit the lights'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dream boy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cobra starship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the academy is'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sing it loud'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='towson'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dinner'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photoshoot'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='zack'/><title type='text'>"I Swear I'd Do It All Again For You"</title><summary type='text'>According to my blog stats, you were obviously waiting for this, so let me help you out.Last Thursday was Day #1 of Ginger &amp; Beckett tour. Finally got to meet Megan, gave D a huge hug after he hopped over the merch table to say hi. Saw some kids I like, watch WTK, hate that damn cover, danced around with Mo to "Check Yes Juliet" and all of TAI. Pouring down raining, waiting to say bye to D, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christineohhh.blogspot.com/feeds/8057112920614344272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5827834483459353363&amp;postID=8057112920614344272' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827834483459353363/posts/default/8057112920614344272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827834483459353363/posts/default/8057112920614344272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christineohhh.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-swear-id-do-it-all-again-for-you.html' title='&quot;I Swear I&apos;d Do It All Again For You&quot;'/><author><name>Christine O.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09865012926830492816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-nYO0sEFIH4/SM3xQeg4AdI/AAAAAAAAABc/6I0u7Abqsc8/s1600-R/c3e846d0-3c33-461e-be38-9192277e3602.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5827834483459353363.post-2984871538533081349</id><published>2008-11-15T20:01:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T08:27:35.980-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='show'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='warped tour'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ten'/><title type='text'>Summer Time, and the Living's Easy</title><summary type='text'>I never did write about Warped Tour--I have some time right now so I guess I will write what I remember.Basically, July 25-July 28 were the best 4 days of my entire life. I could only hope for my wedding to top it. Started off our endeavor in Philadelphia, with a few of my friends. Met Abby. Solidified things with Bethany that day. Ate lunch with JC, hung with the ginger I don't wanna get with. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christineohhh.blogspot.com/feeds/2984871538533081349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5827834483459353363&amp;postID=2984871538533081349' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827834483459353363/posts/default/2984871538533081349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827834483459353363/posts/default/2984871538533081349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christineohhh.blogspot.com/2008/11/summer-time-and-livings-easy.html' title='Summer Time, and the Living&apos;s Easy'/><author><name>Christine O.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09865012926830492816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-nYO0sEFIH4/SM3xQeg4AdI/AAAAAAAAABc/6I0u7Abqsc8/s1600-R/c3e846d0-3c33-461e-be38-9192277e3602.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5827834483459353363.post-7555294430420459498</id><published>2008-11-12T18:59:00.010-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T19:30:31.686-05:00</updated><title type='text'>AP English Stole My Creativity</title><summary type='text'>You started something you couldn't finish,Because our pieces don't quite fit.I should have known better,I've never been good at puzzles--love, or poetry.(But I've always been good with you).As you say I'm beautiful;I'll tell you I love you.I wouldn't take the words back.Even if I could.Your scent fills my senses.Your kisses haunt my dreams.Your touch doubles my heart beat.I've become a cliche(</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christineohhh.blogspot.com/feeds/7555294430420459498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5827834483459353363&amp;postID=7555294430420459498' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827834483459353363/posts/default/7555294430420459498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827834483459353363/posts/default/7555294430420459498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christineohhh.blogspot.com/2008/11/ap-english-stole-my-creativity.html' title='AP English Stole My Creativity'/><author><name>Christine O.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09865012926830492816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-nYO0sEFIH4/SM3xQeg4AdI/AAAAAAAAABc/6I0u7Abqsc8/s1600-R/c3e846d0-3c33-461e-be38-9192277e3602.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5827834483459353363.post-3241932479518938059</id><published>2008-11-11T23:11:00.021-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-30T08:44:36.807-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='list'/><title type='text'>When I Grow Up...</title><summary type='text'>This is a list of things I hope to some day do, or do again. The first section is things that I basically could do this weekend if I had the time, or someone to do it with. The second section are things that will take more resources, depend more heavily on others, require more time and work, but it could happen. The last category is things that I'm constantly aspire to, things that will take </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christineohhh.blogspot.com/feeds/3241932479518938059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5827834483459353363&amp;postID=3241932479518938059' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827834483459353363/posts/default/3241932479518938059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827834483459353363/posts/default/3241932479518938059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christineohhh.blogspot.com/2008/11/dedication-takes-life-time.html' title='When I Grow Up...'/><author><name>Christine O.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09865012926830492816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-nYO0sEFIH4/SM3xQeg4AdI/AAAAAAAAABc/6I0u7Abqsc8/s1600-R/c3e846d0-3c33-461e-be38-9192277e3602.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5827834483459353363.post-8262391829133802842</id><published>2008-11-11T09:10:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T08:28:02.960-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rant'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='zack'/><title type='text'>"I Waited Til Eleven Just To Figure Out That No One Would Call"</title><summary type='text'>Me: I feel like no one wants to hang out with me.Zack: Why do you think that?Me: I don't know. I feel like I always ask people to do things but they never have any interest. I still haven't seen any of the movies I want to see, and it took me two months to go to iHop.Zack: Maybe you should plan things ahead of time.Me: I don't even care about what I want to do, that's not important. I just want </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christineohhh.blogspot.com/feeds/8262391829133802842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5827834483459353363&amp;postID=8262391829133802842' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827834483459353363/posts/default/8262391829133802842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827834483459353363/posts/default/8262391829133802842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christineohhh.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-waited-til-eleven-just-to-figure-out.html' title='&quot;I Waited Til Eleven Just To Figure Out That No One Would Call&quot;'/><author><name>Christine O.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09865012926830492816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-nYO0sEFIH4/SM3xQeg4AdI/AAAAAAAAABc/6I0u7Abqsc8/s1600-R/c3e846d0-3c33-461e-be38-9192277e3602.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5827834483459353363.post-5127387586949134261</id><published>2008-11-11T08:00:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T08:29:15.506-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='metro station'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='show'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='party'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='caitlin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the white tie affair'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='playradioplay'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='karlyn'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='never shout never'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shannon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hellogoodbye'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='zack'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lou'/><title type='text'>"You're Feeling Blue Now, I Think You Bit Off More Than You Could Chew "</title><summary type='text'>I haven't talked about the last two weeks of my life much, so I might as well. Halloween weekend was nothing particularly special honestly. Britney's car broked, so I didn't go to VA. Instead I went to Sonar and saw Metro Station The White Tie Affair, and got to flirt accordingly. "Mmm girl you look so damn hot, I'm going to take you to the van and fuck you right now." "Alright, let's go." "Nah </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christineohhh.blogspot.com/feeds/5127387586949134261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5827834483459353363&amp;postID=5127387586949134261' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827834483459353363/posts/default/5127387586949134261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827834483459353363/posts/default/5127387586949134261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christineohhh.blogspot.com/2008/11/youre-feeling-blue-now-i-think-you-bit.html' title='&quot;You&apos;re Feeling Blue Now, I Think You Bit Off More Than You Could Chew &quot;'/><author><name>Christine O.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09865012926830492816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-nYO0sEFIH4/SM3xQeg4AdI/AAAAAAAAABc/6I0u7Abqsc8/s1600-R/c3e846d0-3c33-461e-be38-9192277e3602.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5827834483459353363.post-6677461383907790526</id><published>2008-11-06T12:55:00.010-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T01:02:41.467-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='list'/><title type='text'>About Me</title><summary type='text'>I'm afraid of failure.I'm even more afraid of being alone.I have a body like an hour glass and I'm incredibly proud of it.I cannot walk in a straight line.I'm a very big slob, but I care alot about my appearance.I wear heels even though I'm 5'7".I ruin shoes on a monthly basis, but don't notice.I forget to shower for days at a time.I'm unbelievably anxious about things an 18 year old should never</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christineohhh.blogspot.com/feeds/6677461383907790526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5827834483459353363&amp;postID=6677461383907790526' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827834483459353363/posts/default/6677461383907790526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827834483459353363/posts/default/6677461383907790526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christineohhh.blogspot.com/2008/11/about-me.html' title='About Me'/><author><name>Christine O.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09865012926830492816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-nYO0sEFIH4/SM3xQeg4AdI/AAAAAAAAABc/6I0u7Abqsc8/s1600-R/c3e846d0-3c33-461e-be38-9192277e3602.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5827834483459353363.post-5005217556106658866</id><published>2008-11-05T16:49:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T08:29:31.517-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='adam'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='short'/><title type='text'>"Try To Forget Me and Just Move On"</title><summary type='text'>"Keep your head above water. That's usually a good idea. Unless your in a submarine. But try to get to shore, winter is coming and I dont want to go down to the bay and see a Chrissy pop."Every boy I've fallen in love with, I've done so for a reason. Every single time, it was hard to let go. But I always have; the jury's still out whether this time will be different.I've recently started emailing</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christineohhh.blogspot.com/feeds/5005217556106658866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5827834483459353363&amp;postID=5005217556106658866' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827834483459353363/posts/default/5005217556106658866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827834483459353363/posts/default/5005217556106658866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christineohhh.blogspot.com/2008/11/try-to-forget-me-and-just-move-on.html' title='&quot;Try To Forget Me and Just Move On&quot;'/><author><name>Christine O.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09865012926830492816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-nYO0sEFIH4/SM3xQeg4AdI/AAAAAAAAABc/6I0u7Abqsc8/s1600-R/c3e846d0-3c33-461e-be38-9192277e3602.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5827834483459353363.post-6601600081114021446</id><published>2008-10-30T20:19:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T08:30:44.083-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='show'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='party'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mercy mercedes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='just surrender'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ottobar'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fiona'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='steph'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='monique'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dream boy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='erica'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='britney'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dinner'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fletcher&apos;s'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='alexa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='zack'/><title type='text'>"As The Bluelights Pave Our Smiles"</title><summary type='text'>So this past weekend was hyped up to be as epic as possible. I'll first start off and say I've had better weekends (see Thanksgiving weekend 07), but it wasn't bad at all.Friday was Fletcher's, I can't really remember what I did all day, but I did get to give Mo a ride. I always love getting to give her a ride, because I feel like I have to make up for all the rides she's given more over the past</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christineohhh.blogspot.com/feeds/6601600081114021446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5827834483459353363&amp;postID=6601600081114021446' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827834483459353363/posts/default/6601600081114021446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827834483459353363/posts/default/6601600081114021446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christineohhh.blogspot.com/2008/10/as-bluelights-pave-our-smiles.html' title='&quot;As The Bluelights Pave Our Smiles&quot;'/><author><name>Christine O.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09865012926830492816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-nYO0sEFIH4/SM3xQeg4AdI/AAAAAAAAABc/6I0u7Abqsc8/s1600-R/c3e846d0-3c33-461e-be38-9192277e3602.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5827834483459353363.post-3426163590033989353</id><published>2008-10-26T22:03:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T22:20:12.249-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rant'/><title type='text'>"The Boy Who Blocked His Own Shot"</title><summary type='text'>There are entire years of my life that I don't remember because I subconsciously blocked them out. I think it's all apart of a facade. There's so much that I omit or I'd rather not say. I don't lie, but I can be manipulative. I let people see what I want them to see. Maybe that's why I love advertising so much.There are not too many people I can tell everything to. Many of the people I was once </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christineohhh.blogspot.com/feeds/3426163590033989353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5827834483459353363&amp;postID=3426163590033989353' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827834483459353363/posts/default/3426163590033989353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827834483459353363/posts/default/3426163590033989353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christineohhh.blogspot.com/2008/10/boy-who-blocked-his-own-shot.html' title='&quot;The Boy Who Blocked His Own Shot&quot;'/><author><name>Christine O.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09865012926830492816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-nYO0sEFIH4/SM3xQeg4AdI/AAAAAAAAABc/6I0u7Abqsc8/s1600-R/c3e846d0-3c33-461e-be38-9192277e3602.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5827834483459353363.post-982558319652882813</id><published>2008-10-22T11:10:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T11:16:07.203-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='short'/><title type='text'>"Nails for Breakfast, Tacks for Snacks"</title><summary type='text'>This morning I was eating breakfast and the table in front of me had a cute boy that I just couldn't stop looking at. I decided to ask him if I could sit with him for breakfast. His name was Peter, he's a mechanical engineering major, and a junior.I don't do spontaneous things like this very often anymore, but it felt good to. Maybe I'm almost back to my old self again, or maybe I really just </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christineohhh.blogspot.com/feeds/982558319652882813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5827834483459353363&amp;postID=982558319652882813' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827834483459353363/posts/default/982558319652882813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827834483459353363/posts/default/982558319652882813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christineohhh.blogspot.com/2008/10/nails-for-breakfast-tacks-for-snacks.html' title='&quot;Nails for Breakfast, Tacks for Snacks&quot;'/><author><name>Christine O.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09865012926830492816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-nYO0sEFIH4/SM3xQeg4AdI/AAAAAAAAABc/6I0u7Abqsc8/s1600-R/c3e846d0-3c33-461e-be38-9192277e3602.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5827834483459353363.post-7110754007479232322</id><published>2008-10-21T16:30:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T08:31:45.474-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='short'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='zack'/><title type='text'>"And It Always Seems Those Little Thing They Take The Biggest Part Of Me"</title><summary type='text'>Just in case something terrible happens to ruin my good mood, I want to write this blog now. I've wasted away the last two hours but I got to talk to my best friend for a bit, and two wonderful things happened.I fixed our TV, and I got an email that could quite possibly change my life someday soon. The littlest things can make me so happy, I literally danced around my room.I talked to Zack too, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christineohhh.blogspot.com/feeds/7110754007479232322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5827834483459353363&amp;postID=7110754007479232322' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827834483459353363/posts/default/7110754007479232322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827834483459353363/posts/default/7110754007479232322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christineohhh.blogspot.com/2008/10/and-it-always-seems-those-little-thing.html' title='&quot;And It Always Seems Those Little Thing They Take The Biggest Part Of Me&quot;'/><author><name>Christine O.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09865012926830492816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-nYO0sEFIH4/SM3xQeg4AdI/AAAAAAAAABc/6I0u7Abqsc8/s1600-R/c3e846d0-3c33-461e-be38-9192277e3602.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5827834483459353363.post-6892360409531389679</id><published>2008-10-20T15:51:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T08:33:33.094-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ihop'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='party'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dinner'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stacy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='zack'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lou'/><title type='text'>"She Said You Don't Care, I Know I Don't Care"</title><summary type='text'>This weekend was silly, Friday I went to my first club, but only because I was working at it. It was kind of random, Bourbon Street. I could literally see Sonar from outside the club. I saw a kid from high school. I meant to ask him how he got in.Home and I stopped by CVS and hated myself immediately following this. That stupid song was playing "If you just realize what I just realize then we'd </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christineohhh.blogspot.com/feeds/6892360409531389679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5827834483459353363&amp;postID=6892360409531389679' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827834483459353363/posts/default/6892360409531389679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827834483459353363/posts/default/6892360409531389679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christineohhh.blogspot.com/2008/10/she-said-you-dont-care-i-know-i-dont.html' title='&quot;She Said You Don&apos;t Care, I Know I Don&apos;t Care&quot;'/><author><name>Christine O.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09865012926830492816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-nYO0sEFIH4/SM3xQeg4AdI/AAAAAAAAABc/6I0u7Abqsc8/s1600-R/c3e846d0-3c33-461e-be38-9192277e3602.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5827834483459353363.post-980145497099494779</id><published>2008-10-20T15:43:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T15:49:32.195-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie list'/><title type='text'>October 20 Movie List</title><summary type='text'>October 20Thank You For Not SmokingGone Baby GoneWhen I Knew (HBO Documentary)American GraffitiGood Night, Good LuckLost In TranslationPoor Media, Rich Democracy (Documentary)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christineohhh.blogspot.com/feeds/980145497099494779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5827834483459353363&amp;postID=980145497099494779' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827834483459353363/posts/default/980145497099494779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827834483459353363/posts/default/980145497099494779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christineohhh.blogspot.com/2008/10/october-20-movie-list.html' title='October 20 Movie List'/><author><name>Christine O.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09865012926830492816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-nYO0sEFIH4/SM3xQeg4AdI/AAAAAAAAABc/6I0u7Abqsc8/s1600-R/c3e846d0-3c33-461e-be38-9192277e3602.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5827834483459353363.post-1298314058238818878</id><published>2008-10-16T16:55:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T16:57:10.492-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='short'/><title type='text'>"Welcome To Someday"</title><summary type='text'>You'll probably have to turn the volume all the way up to hear, but watch this from the beginning to 1:30, it made me cry.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christineohhh.blogspot.com/feeds/1298314058238818878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5827834483459353363&amp;postID=1298314058238818878' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827834483459353363/posts/default/1298314058238818878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827834483459353363/posts/default/1298314058238818878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christineohhh.blogspot.com/2008/10/youll-probably-have-to-turn-volume-all.html' title='&quot;Welcome To Someday&quot;'/><author><name>Christine O.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09865012926830492816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-nYO0sEFIH4/SM3xQeg4AdI/AAAAAAAAABc/6I0u7Abqsc8/s1600-R/c3e846d0-3c33-461e-be38-9192277e3602.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5827834483459353363.post-2893748238223177524</id><published>2008-10-15T22:25:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T22:46:38.924-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rant'/><title type='text'>"And Oh My God, I've Lost Control"</title><summary type='text'>I haven't had a chance to just talk for a while. I just need to talk...It's October, that means it's Autumn, as Mr. Justin P. says, "I'm just waiting for my world to fall apart." As you may or may not know, Autumn is not really my favorite season. I think I made one of the biggest decisions of my entire life recently, and everyday I want to change my mind because I have never in my life felt this</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christineohhh.blogspot.com/feeds/2893748238223177524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5827834483459353363&amp;postID=2893748238223177524' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827834483459353363/posts/default/2893748238223177524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827834483459353363/posts/default/2893748238223177524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christineohhh.blogspot.com/2008/10/and-oh-my-god-ive-lost-control.html' title='&quot;And Oh My God, I&apos;ve Lost Control&quot;'/><author><name>Christine O.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09865012926830492816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-nYO0sEFIH4/SM3xQeg4AdI/AAAAAAAAABc/6I0u7Abqsc8/s1600-R/c3e846d0-3c33-461e-be38-9192277e3602.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5827834483459353363.post-2925799112954440845</id><published>2008-10-02T07:26:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T07:48:49.953-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meme'/><title type='text'>"We're Gonna Die Like This, Ya Know"</title><summary type='text'>The Dante's Inferno Test has banished you to the Second Level of Hell!Second Level of Hell You have come to a place mute of all light, where the wind bellows as the sea does in a tempest. This is the realm where the lustful spend eternity. Here, sinners are blown around endlessly by the unforgiving winds of unquenchable desire as punishment for their transgressions. The infernal hurricane that </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christineohhh.blogspot.com/feeds/2925799112954440845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5827834483459353363&amp;postID=2925799112954440845' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827834483459353363/posts/default/2925799112954440845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827834483459353363/posts/default/2925799112954440845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christineohhh.blogspot.com/2008/10/were-gonna-die-like-this-ya-know.html' title='&quot;We&apos;re Gonna Die Like This, Ya Know&quot;'/><author><name>Christine O.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09865012926830492816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-nYO0sEFIH4/SM3xQeg4AdI/AAAAAAAAABc/6I0u7Abqsc8/s1600-R/c3e846d0-3c33-461e-be38-9192277e3602.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5827834483459353363.post-777847295227350090</id><published>2008-09-28T23:59:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T08:36:57.168-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='show'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='party'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='karlyn'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the hint'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='walmart'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lou'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='every avenue'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ten'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dream boy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='caitlin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jason'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dinner'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fletcher&apos;s'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='zack'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='virginia'/><title type='text'>"September Never Stays This Cold, Where I Come From"</title><summary type='text'>SeptemberSept 1 - Sept 7Made a walmart run and dropped 100 bucks, bought new shoes. Got to go back to school after being held hostage by my mother. Got hit on at school which was lovely. Scrambled around to watch Gossip Girl. Updated my blog. Listened to NFG the entire weekend. Issues with the post office. Went to counseling and cried alot. Nap, then watched Gossip Girl. Watched a lot of movies. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christineohhh.blogspot.com/feeds/777847295227350090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5827834483459353363&amp;postID=777847295227350090' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827834483459353363/posts/default/777847295227350090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827834483459353363/posts/default/777847295227350090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christineohhh.blogspot.com/2008/09/leave-it-all-fights-and-all-summers_28.html' title='&quot;September Never Stays This Cold, Where I Come From&quot;'/><author><name>Christine O.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09865012926830492816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-nYO0sEFIH4/SM3xQeg4AdI/AAAAAAAAABc/6I0u7Abqsc8/s1600-R/c3e846d0-3c33-461e-be38-9192277e3602.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5827834483459353363.post-6336092767162145714</id><published>2008-09-25T20:19:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T20:22:54.128-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie list'/><title type='text'>September 25 Movie List</title><summary type='text'>September 25DogmaBig Bucks, Big Pharma: Marketing Disease &amp; Pushing Drugs (Doc.)BrickFahrenheit 451It's A Wonderful LifeTaboo: The Complete First SeasonThe Overspent America (Documentary)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christineohhh.blogspot.com/feeds/6336092767162145714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5827834483459353363&amp;postID=6336092767162145714' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827834483459353363/posts/default/6336092767162145714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827834483459353363/posts/default/6336092767162145714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christineohhh.blogspot.com/2008/09/september-25-movie-list.html' title='September 25 Movie List'/><author><name>Christine O.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09865012926830492816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-nYO0sEFIH4/SM3xQeg4AdI/AAAAAAAAABc/6I0u7Abqsc8/s1600-R/c3e846d0-3c33-461e-be38-9192277e3602.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5827834483459353363.post-5312468688922159107</id><published>2008-09-18T00:00:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T10:52:55.573-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rant'/><title type='text'>"When I Grow Up, I Wanna Be Famous"</title><summary type='text'>So I've been meaning to write this blog for a few weeks, I've been so busy.Basically, I wondered if this is how I thought my life would be when I was fourteen. The best way to figure that out was looking at my livejournal from when I was 14... Yes, that is an All Time Low layout, don't judge me...I wrote this when I was fourteen:"Also, I realized that everything I will do, and everything I have </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christineohhh.blogspot.com/feeds/5312468688922159107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5827834483459353363&amp;postID=5312468688922159107' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827834483459353363/posts/default/5312468688922159107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827834483459353363/posts/default/5312468688922159107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christineohhh.blogspot.com/2008/09/when-i-grow-up-i-wanna-be-famous.html' title='&quot;When I Grow Up, I Wanna Be Famous&quot;'/><author><name>Christine O.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09865012926830492816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-nYO0sEFIH4/SM3xQeg4AdI/AAAAAAAAABc/6I0u7Abqsc8/s1600-R/c3e846d0-3c33-461e-be38-9192277e3602.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5827834483459353363.post-434172641944342723</id><published>2008-09-17T21:19:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T10:52:47.831-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meme'/><title type='text'>Personality Quiz?</title><summary type='text'>     Global Personality Test Results    Stability (13%) very low which suggests you are extremely worrying, insecure, emotional, and anxious.Orderliness (36%) moderately low which suggests you are, at times, overly flexible, improvised, and fun seeking at the expense of reliability, work ethic, and long term accomplishment.Extraversion (90%) very high which suggests you are overly talkative, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christineohhh.blogspot.com/feeds/434172641944342723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5827834483459353363&amp;postID=434172641944342723' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827834483459353363/posts/default/434172641944342723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827834483459353363/posts/default/434172641944342723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christineohhh.blogspot.com/2008/09/personality-quiz.html' title='Personality Quiz?'/><author><name>Christine O.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09865012926830492816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-nYO0sEFIH4/SM3xQeg4AdI/AAAAAAAAABc/6I0u7Abqsc8/s1600-R/c3e846d0-3c33-461e-be38-9192277e3602.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5827834483459353363.post-5734758506121768436</id><published>2008-09-16T00:00:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T10:52:30.920-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rant'/><title type='text'>"But I Will Leave A Lasting Impression"</title><summary type='text'>I'm supposed to be studying, but I need to write this blog so I can get it off my mind. Every day at school someone has complimented me on my clothing or the way I look in general. That feels so amazing.Here's the thing, I have the most amazing friends on the planet. They're smart, funny, talented, creative, beautiful, etc. etc. etc. Sometimes, it's so intimidating. When I'm around them I feel </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christineohhh.blogspot.com/feeds/5734758506121768436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5827834483459353363&amp;postID=5734758506121768436' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827834483459353363/posts/default/5734758506121768436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827834483459353363/posts/default/5734758506121768436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christineohhh.blogspot.com/2008/09/but-i-will-leave-lasting-impression.html' title='&quot;But I Will Leave A Lasting Impression&quot;'/><author><name>Christine O.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09865012926830492816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-nYO0sEFIH4/SM3xQeg4AdI/AAAAAAAAABc/6I0u7Abqsc8/s1600-R/c3e846d0-3c33-461e-be38-9192277e3602.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5827834483459353363.post-1513185717104031348</id><published>2008-09-15T15:07:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T15:04:03.847-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie list'/><title type='text'>September 15 Movie List</title><summary type='text'>Because you need to know every aspect of my wonderfully dull life, because I have no friends on campus (except Caitlin), and because I go to the library and get movies every week... I'm going to start listing the movies I rent on my blog! :) Maybe you'll come visit me on campus and watch with me?September 15The Vagina MonologuesWaging a Living (documentary)Catch Me If You CanAnnie HallThe Diary </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christineohhh.blogspot.com/feeds/1513185717104031348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5827834483459353363&amp;postID=1513185717104031348' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827834483459353363/posts/default/1513185717104031348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827834483459353363/posts/default/1513185717104031348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christineohhh.blogspot.com/2008/09/september-15-movie-list.html' title='September 15 Movie List'/><author><name>Christine O.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09865012926830492816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-nYO0sEFIH4/SM3xQeg4AdI/AAAAAAAAABc/6I0u7Abqsc8/s1600-R/c3e846d0-3c33-461e-be38-9192277e3602.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5827834483459353363.post-2848273610463062919</id><published>2008-09-14T04:06:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T11:03:34.324-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rant'/><title type='text'>"Then Together, Willing, We'll Take Over The World"</title><summary type='text'>If you don't already know, I'm a complete mess. One day it's the worst day of my life, then the next it's a ten day and I'm floating on cloud nine. Maybe it's just due to my surroundings, but it's probably just because I'm a neurotic mess. I don't know where to begin really because there are so many blogs I've been postponing, pushing back, repressing, etc. etc. etc.A few days ago I had a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christineohhh.blogspot.com/feeds/2848273610463062919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5827834483459353363&amp;postID=2848273610463062919' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827834483459353363/posts/default/2848273610463062919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827834483459353363/posts/default/2848273610463062919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christineohhh.blogspot.com/2008/09/then-together-willing-well-take-over.html' title='&quot;Then Together, Willing, We&apos;ll Take Over The World&quot;'/><author><name>Christine O.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09865012926830492816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-nYO0sEFIH4/SM3xQeg4AdI/AAAAAAAAABc/6I0u7Abqsc8/s1600-R/c3e846d0-3c33-461e-be38-9192277e3602.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5827834483459353363.post-6341270730271547637</id><published>2008-09-09T17:51:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T10:51:42.812-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meme'/><title type='text'>I Discovered I Hate Holidays...</title><summary type='text'>Instructions:Answer all the questions (only 10) with what describes you best, add up all your Points (which are next to the answer that you choose) at the end and look for your results. Do not cheat by looking at the end of the meme before you are done. (Make sure to Highlight your answers)1. Which one of the following describes the perfect date?a) Candlelight dinner (4 pts.)b) Fun/Theme Park (2 </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christineohhh.blogspot.com/feeds/6341270730271547637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5827834483459353363&amp;postID=6341270730271547637' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827834483459353363/posts/default/6341270730271547637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827834483459353363/posts/default/6341270730271547637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christineohhh.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-discovered-i-hate-holidays.html' title='I Discovered I Hate Holidays...'/><author><name>Christine O.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09865012926830492816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-nYO0sEFIH4/SM3xQeg4AdI/AAAAAAAAABc/6I0u7Abqsc8/s1600-R/c3e846d0-3c33-461e-be38-9192277e3602.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5827834483459353363.post-3424868711109049328</id><published>2008-09-01T22:55:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T08:40:11.075-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='show'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='delicious'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='party'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mercy mercedes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ottobar'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the hint'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lou'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ten'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jason'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sing it loud'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='towson'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='zack'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='virginia'/><title type='text'>"Leave It All, The Fights and All, Summer's Getting Colder"</title><summary type='text'>I'm going to be at 11, and since the next thing for our BIG page will take longer than a half hour, it's time to update my blog!I'm gonna attempt to sum up my August with this one post and 25 minutes.Week One... Spent about a week recovering from Warped tour. Parent's left me home for a week. Interviewed My American Heart. Had an amazing night going grocery shopping with Louis at 3AM to Super </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christineohhh.blogspot.com/feeds/3424868711109049328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5827834483459353363&amp;postID=3424868711109049328' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827834483459353363/posts/default/3424868711109049328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827834483459353363/posts/default/3424868711109049328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christineohhh.blogspot.com/2008/09/leave-it-all-fights-and-all-summers.html' title='&quot;Leave It All, The Fights and All, Summer&apos;s Getting Colder&quot;'/><author><name>Christine O.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09865012926830492816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-nYO0sEFIH4/SM3xQeg4AdI/AAAAAAAAABc/6I0u7Abqsc8/s1600-R/c3e846d0-3c33-461e-be38-9192277e3602.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5827834483459353363.post-5127705679197794427</id><published>2008-08-20T03:54:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T10:49:05.040-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rant'/><title type='text'>"It's Better Than Drugs, In Fact It's Sent From Above"</title><summary type='text'>Alright, so I never write about religion or politics in here but I'm inclined to today. If you're super religious you probably shouldn't read this. You may or may not know this but I'm an agnostic theist. I believe in something...Agnostic Theism (also called religious agnosticism)—the view of those who do not claim to know existence of God or gods, but still believe in such an existence.I'm not </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christineohhh.blogspot.com/feeds/5127705679197794427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5827834483459353363&amp;postID=5127705679197794427' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827834483459353363/posts/default/5127705679197794427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827834483459353363/posts/default/5127705679197794427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christineohhh.blogspot.com/2008/08/its-better-than-drugs-in-face-its-sent.html' title='&quot;It&apos;s Better Than Drugs, In Fact It&apos;s Sent From Above&quot;'/><author><name>Christine O.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09865012926830492816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-nYO0sEFIH4/SM3xQeg4AdI/AAAAAAAAABc/6I0u7Abqsc8/s1600-R/c3e846d0-3c33-461e-be38-9192277e3602.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5827834483459353363.post-4154490610668475027</id><published>2008-08-10T00:32:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T08:57:58.500-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='short'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='postsecret'/><title type='text'>Usually Posts Like These Go In My Text Blog</title><summary type='text'>But this is something I've needed to work on for so long, I really need the constant reminder in this blog.I hope to God that one day, I'll be able to do this. (I love Post Secret)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christineohhh.blogspot.com/feeds/4154490610668475027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5827834483459353363&amp;postID=4154490610668475027' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827834483459353363/posts/default/4154490610668475027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827834483459353363/posts/default/4154490610668475027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christineohhh.blogspot.com/2008/08/usually-posts-like-these-go-in-my-text.html' title='Usually Posts Like These Go In My Text Blog'/><author><name>Christine O.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09865012926830492816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-nYO0sEFIH4/SM3xQeg4AdI/AAAAAAAAABc/6I0u7Abqsc8/s1600-R/c3e846d0-3c33-461e-be38-9192277e3602.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_a7jkcMVp5Vg/SJ5F5zrfKhI/AAAAAAAAFrI/7Gnwwsv77lw/s72-c/today.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5827834483459353363.post-5715925806687559993</id><published>2008-07-28T23:59:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T08:58:41.156-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='show'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='party'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lou'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='warped tour'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ten'/><title type='text'>"They Wanted A Break After The Summer Disarray"</title><summary type='text'>July 21 - July 28July 21 - Woke up, french toast breakfast, making up for my lack of computerage the day before. Went to court with my mommy to evict our stupid tenant (she should have just let me rent it!!!), did some blogging, then ate lunch and wen tto work. Went to Hick-town USA, got hit on by old guys in pickup trucks. Got home and talked to Lou til 3AM while he was at work like usual.July </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christineohhh.blogspot.com/feeds/5715925806687559993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5827834483459353363&amp;postID=5715925806687559993' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827834483459353363/posts/default/5715925806687559993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827834483459353363/posts/default/5715925806687559993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christineohhh.blogspot.com/2008/07/they-wanted-break-after-summer-disarray.html' title='&quot;They Wanted A Break After The Summer Disarray&quot;'/><author><name>Christine O.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09865012926830492816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-nYO0sEFIH4/SM3xQeg4AdI/AAAAAAAAABc/6I0u7Abqsc8/s1600-R/c3e846d0-3c33-461e-be38-9192277e3602.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5827834483459353363.post-5098382787637548977</id><published>2008-07-21T14:37:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T10:46:04.669-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rant'/><title type='text'>The Manual: A True Bad Boy Explains How Men Think, Date and Mate--and What Women Can Do To Come Out On Top</title><summary type='text'>I bought this book. From the second I opened it, it reminded me of this boy. I thought I'd share my findings with him. This was the result.Me: i'll explain the book to you.Him: kayMe: Bad Boy: A charming, funny, overtly confident guy who is sexy, in good shape, and great in bed (like I said, overtly confident). He is unapologetically “male,” loves women, maintains many female friends, and does </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christineohhh.blogspot.com/feeds/5098382787637548977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5827834483459353363&amp;postID=5098382787637548977' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827834483459353363/posts/default/5098382787637548977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827834483459353363/posts/default/5098382787637548977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christineohhh.blogspot.com/2008/07/manual-true-bad-boy-explains-how-men.html' title='The Manual: A True Bad Boy Explains How Men Think, Date and Mate--and What Women Can Do To Come Out On Top'/><author><name>Christine O.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09865012926830492816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-nYO0sEFIH4/SM3xQeg4AdI/AAAAAAAAABc/6I0u7Abqsc8/s1600-R/c3e846d0-3c33-461e-be38-9192277e3602.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5827834483459353363.post-3067410066747683810</id><published>2008-07-20T23:59:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T08:59:59.204-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='show'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eight'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='delicious'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meg'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lou'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hit the lights'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='warped tour'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ten'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='all time low'/><title type='text'>"Hometown Heroes, National Nobodies"</title><summary type='text'>July 14 - July 20July 14 - Woke up at 5:30 and talked to Louis. Wrote two articles, posted two blogs . Ate breakfast and took a two hour nap. My body wasn't down for the whole awake thing. Somehow I drifted off and woke up, to my mommy being in one of her bad moods, which made me a bit depressed.July 15 - Woke up around 4:30, and talked to Lou, and worked on the magazine. Ate breakfast and went </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christineohhh.blogspot.com/feeds/3067410066747683810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5827834483459353363&amp;postID=3067410066747683810' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827834483459353363/posts/default/3067410066747683810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827834483459353363/posts/default/3067410066747683810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christineohhh.blogspot.com/2008/07/hometown-heroes-national-nobodies.html' title='&quot;Hometown Heroes, National Nobodies&quot;'/><author><name>Christine O.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09865012926830492816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-nYO0sEFIH4/SM3xQeg4AdI/AAAAAAAAABc/6I0u7Abqsc8/s1600-R/c3e846d0-3c33-461e-be38-9192277e3602.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5827834483459353363.post-7268816390077299742</id><published>2008-07-16T23:59:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T09:00:31.244-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='monique'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='show'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dream boy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='warped tour'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ten'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mandy'/><title type='text'>"Summer Air Reminds Me Of..."</title><summary type='text'>Alright, so just in case I get behind again I want to make sure I have this written. This is my Warped Tour entry, Day One! It was a 10 day and amazing.Woke up around 5AM and I go through my to do list. Do some laundry, eat some breakfast. Managed to write interview questions for 6 bands in 30 minutes. This is what you call talent, my friends lol. Hang with my mommy, then leave to get gas and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christineohhh.blogspot.com/feeds/7268816390077299742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5827834483459353363&amp;postID=7268816390077299742' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827834483459353363/posts/default/7268816390077299742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827834483459353363/posts/default/7268816390077299742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christineohhh.blogspot.com/2008/07/summer-air-reminds-me-of.html' title='&quot;Summer Air Reminds Me Of...&quot;'/><author><name>Christine O.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09865012926830492816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-nYO0sEFIH4/SM3xQeg4AdI/AAAAAAAAABc/6I0u7Abqsc8/s1600-R/c3e846d0-3c33-461e-be38-9192277e3602.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5827834483459353363.post-4228971182826874243</id><published>2008-07-13T23:59:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T10:47:35.872-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='show'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dinner'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='six'/><title type='text'>"Woke Up To The Sound of Pouring Rain"</title><summary type='text'>Alright, so I have about an hour to kill so maybe I can fill in this pitiful blog of mine. It's so neglected. I'm gonna base most of this on my Twitter entries because my entire life is a blur.July 7 - July 13July 7 - Natalie's birthday! :) My mommy wasn't home and that made me sad. Took my brother out, picked up Meg, went to Towson, hung with her all day then we went to see Journey to the Center</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christineohhh.blogspot.com/feeds/4228971182826874243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5827834483459353363&amp;postID=4228971182826874243' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827834483459353363/posts/default/4228971182826874243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827834483459353363/posts/default/4228971182826874243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christineohhh.blogspot.com/2008/07/woke-up-to-sound-of-pouring-rain.html' title='&quot;Woke Up To The Sound of Pouring Rain&quot;'/><author><name>Christine O.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09865012926830492816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-nYO0sEFIH4/SM3xQeg4AdI/AAAAAAAAABc/6I0u7Abqsc8/s1600-R/c3e846d0-3c33-461e-be38-9192277e3602.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5827834483459353363.post-5170545723908223850</id><published>2008-07-09T09:54:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T10:47:58.137-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rant'/><title type='text'>"Discovering The Waterfront"</title><summary type='text'>So last night, I couldn't sleep, for the same reason why I can't sleep alot. Upon confronting him, I realized I wasn't upset over him, well because of him. I realized I don't understand our relationship because I didn't understand something very important about myself.I kept asking him, why he keeps me around? What he wanted from me basically. He continued to stress that he enjoys my friend ship </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christineohhh.blogspot.com/feeds/5170545723908223850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5827834483459353363&amp;postID=5170545723908223850' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827834483459353363/posts/default/5170545723908223850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827834483459353363/posts/default/5170545723908223850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christineohhh.blogspot.com/2008/07/discovering-waterfront.html' title='&quot;Discovering The Waterfront&quot;'/><author><name>Christine O.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09865012926830492816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-nYO0sEFIH4/SM3xQeg4AdI/AAAAAAAAABc/6I0u7Abqsc8/s1600-R/c3e846d0-3c33-461e-be38-9192277e3602.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5827834483459353363.post-3172262334957478861</id><published>2008-07-06T23:59:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T10:48:42.784-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='show'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='seven'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='party'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dinner'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='six'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='five'/><title type='text'>"Didn't Even Have To Use My AK. I Gotta Say It Was A Good Day"</title><summary type='text'>June 30 - July 6June 30 - Woke up really early, and worked for 4 or 5 hours straight. Called school and it slightly eased my troubles. Meg came over and I ordered 15 dollars worth of food. Felt alot better for a while. Meg left and i went to the movies with Monique &amp; Zack to see Hancock. I won some more Warped tickets &amp; the movie was fucking awesome. All kinds of sexual tension that I figured out</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christineohhh.blogspot.com/feeds/3172262334957478861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5827834483459353363&amp;postID=3172262334957478861' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827834483459353363/posts/default/3172262334957478861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827834483459353363/posts/default/3172262334957478861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christineohhh.blogspot.com/2008/07/didnt-even-have-to-use-my-ak-i-gotta.html' title='&quot;Didn&apos;t Even Have To Use My AK. I Gotta Say It Was A Good Day&quot;'/><author><name>Christine O.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09865012926830492816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-nYO0sEFIH4/SM3xQeg4AdI/AAAAAAAAABc/6I0u7Abqsc8/s1600-R/c3e846d0-3c33-461e-be38-9192277e3602.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5827834483459353363.post-8187773908619562161</id><published>2008-06-29T23:59:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T06:36:43.370-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='four'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meg'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='five'/><title type='text'>"Been Looking Forward To The Future But My Eyesight Is Going Bad"</title><summary type='text'>June 23 - June 29June 23 - Woke up at 1AM unbelievably depressed still. Got alot of work done. Then napped from about 4 to 8. Didn't go see Wall*E even though I had screening passes because I didn't think anyone wanted to go with me. Woke up feeling even worse, and did my homework, didn't write one essay out of the four because I was far too tired but I did get to talk to this boy i like all </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christineohhh.blogspot.com/feeds/8187773908619562161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5827834483459353363&amp;postID=8187773908619562161' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827834483459353363/posts/default/8187773908619562161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827834483459353363/posts/default/8187773908619562161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christineohhh.blogspot.com/2008/06/been-looking-forward-to-future-but-my.html' title='&quot;Been Looking Forward To The Future But My Eyesight Is Going Bad&quot;'/><author><name>Christine O.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09865012926830492816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-nYO0sEFIH4/SM3xQeg4AdI/AAAAAAAAABc/6I0u7Abqsc8/s1600-R/c3e846d0-3c33-461e-be38-9192277e3602.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5827834483459353363.post-705755490524211178</id><published>2008-06-28T19:26:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T10:44:05.370-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rant'/><title type='text'>"Smile For The Camera"</title><summary type='text'>If you ever watched a couple episodes of Charmed, you'll notice that Alyssa Milano's character was never single for more than an episode or two. Whenever a guy left her life a new guy (or sometimes old) would pop in at the most opportune time to replace him.To alot of people, this seems like it's just scripted up in perfect dream world. I've come to realize my life is very similar to this. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christineohhh.blogspot.com/feeds/705755490524211178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5827834483459353363&amp;postID=705755490524211178' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827834483459353363/posts/default/705755490524211178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827834483459353363/posts/default/705755490524211178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christineohhh.blogspot.com/2008/06/smile-for-camera.html' title='&quot;Smile For The Camera&quot;'/><author><name>Christine O.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09865012926830492816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-nYO0sEFIH4/SM3xQeg4AdI/AAAAAAAAABc/6I0u7Abqsc8/s1600-R/c3e846d0-3c33-461e-be38-9192277e3602.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5827834483459353363.post-6802616921519305987</id><published>2008-06-25T17:37:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T06:36:49.079-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='short'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meg'/><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>http://high-low-die-ho.livejournal.com/51972.html&lt;3</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christineohhh.blogspot.com/feeds/6802616921519305987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5827834483459353363&amp;postID=6802616921519305987' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827834483459353363/posts/default/6802616921519305987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827834483459353363/posts/default/6802616921519305987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christineohhh.blogspot.com/2008/06/httphigh-low-die-ho.html' title=''/><author><name>Christine O.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09865012926830492816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-nYO0sEFIH4/SM3xQeg4AdI/AAAAAAAAABc/6I0u7Abqsc8/s1600-R/c3e846d0-3c33-461e-be38-9192277e3602.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5827834483459353363.post-8799361754629148650</id><published>2008-06-22T23:59:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T10:45:08.927-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='show'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='seven'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='four'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eight'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dinner'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='five'/><title type='text'>"At Least Pretend You Didn't Wanna Get Caught..."</title><summary type='text'>June 16 - June 22June 16 - No idea what I did all day Monday. What I do know is that I didn't get to see FTSK, and I really wanted to and I heard about it from a million people the next day. I think I was also quite anti-social for the day but no idea. I might have picked up Meg and took her to Towson, but I can't remember... Picked the new staff and had all kinds of issues with that, I believe I</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christineohhh.blogspot.com/feeds/8799361754629148650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5827834483459353363&amp;postID=8799361754629148650' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827834483459353363/posts/default/8799361754629148650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827834483459353363/posts/default/8799361754629148650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christineohhh.blogspot.com/2008/06/at-least-pretend-you-didnt-wanna-get.html' title='&quot;At Least Pretend You Didn&apos;t Wanna Get Caught...&quot;'/><author><name>Christine O.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09865012926830492816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-nYO0sEFIH4/SM3xQeg4AdI/AAAAAAAAABc/6I0u7Abqsc8/s1600-R/c3e846d0-3c33-461e-be38-9192277e3602.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5827834483459353363.post-5775609726029012283</id><published>2008-06-15T23:59:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T10:43:20.632-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='show'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='seven'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eight'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dinner'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='six'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='five'/><title type='text'>"You're Gonna Die In Somebody Else's Arms"</title><summary type='text'>June 9 - June 15June 9 - My mom makes me get up at 6AM to go buy milk &amp; eggs. So annoyed, caused a spiral of bad days from a thrown off sleep schedule. I did have music thanks to Mo :), so I could listen to Dashboard. Back to bed and wake up around 11? Watch Tyra and work on Scene Trash. Took a shower and ate some Cinnamon Toast Crunch then went to visit Meg. Went home and worked the rest of the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christineohhh.blogspot.com/feeds/5775609726029012283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5827834483459353363&amp;postID=5775609726029012283' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827834483459353363/posts/default/5775609726029012283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827834483459353363/posts/default/5775609726029012283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christineohhh.blogspot.com/2008/06/youre-gonna-die-in-somebody-elses-arms.html' title='&quot;You&apos;re Gonna Die In Somebody Else&apos;s Arms&quot;'/><author><name>Christine O.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09865012926830492816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-nYO0sEFIH4/SM3xQeg4AdI/AAAAAAAAABc/6I0u7Abqsc8/s1600-R/c3e846d0-3c33-461e-be38-9192277e3602.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5827834483459353363.post-2173527248898514315</id><published>2008-06-08T23:59:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T10:43:25.443-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='show'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='seven'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dinner'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='six'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='five'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ten'/><title type='text'>"Because I'm In Too Deep, and I'm Trying To Keep Up Above In My Head"</title><summary type='text'>June 2 - June 8June 2 - Parents came in my room several times to talk to me while I was asleep so I had no recollection. Woke up to a lot of text messages which made me feel good. Feeling quite down. Got an awesome message from Substream magazine and it made my day :). Legit, much!? Cleaned the rest of the day then played The Sims and watched Gossip Girl &amp; One Tree Hill. Pretty sure I played The </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christineohhh.blogspot.com/feeds/2173527248898514315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5827834483459353363&amp;postID=2173527248898514315' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827834483459353363/posts/default/2173527248898514315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827834483459353363/posts/default/2173527248898514315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christineohhh.blogspot.com/2008/06/because-im-in-too-deep-and-im-trying-to.html' title='&quot;Because I&apos;m In Too Deep, and I&apos;m Trying To Keep Up Above In My Head&quot;'/><author><name>Christine O.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09865012926830492816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-nYO0sEFIH4/SM3xQeg4AdI/AAAAAAAAABc/6I0u7Abqsc8/s1600-R/c3e846d0-3c33-461e-be38-9192277e3602.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5827834483459353363.post-1353359382362735916</id><published>2008-06-04T19:46:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-04T19:46:34.064-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='list'/><title type='text'>CAST OF CHARACTERS PART 7</title><summary type='text'>CAST OF CHARACTERS PART 7Monique (she has a blog too!), age 23, sometimes referred to as Mo, or my big sis. Her Likes include spontaneity, shows, shoes, boys who dress nice and/or can dance, designing. Her dislikes include gas prices, her job, red dye #40, germs, selfishness. She's probably the best person to ever enter my life, and I love her. She's the one that makes sense of situations and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christineohhh.blogspot.com/feeds/1353359382362735916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5827834483459353363&amp;postID=1353359382362735916' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827834483459353363/posts/default/1353359382362735916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827834483459353363/posts/default/1353359382362735916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christineohhh.blogspot.com/2008/06/cast-of-characters-part-7.html' title='CAST OF CHARACTERS PART 7'/><author><name>Christine O.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09865012926830492816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-nYO0sEFIH4/SM3xQeg4AdI/AAAAAAAAABc/6I0u7Abqsc8/s1600-R/c3e846d0-3c33-461e-be38-9192277e3602.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5827834483459353363.post-116027089149778170</id><published>2008-06-01T23:59:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T06:38:55.421-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='show'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='josh'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='natalie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='party'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hamilton'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='steph'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='every avenue'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ten'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='monique'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dream boy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dinner'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meg'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='zack'/><title type='text'>"We're Out of Time and I Can't Breathe"</title><summary type='text'>April 28 - June 1Welp, I'm too lazy to update the last month or so. So I'll recap from April 28 to June 1st in this one long ass post.Weeks One &amp; Two: I registered for Fall classes, got fucked over by Marc, saw Panic at the Disco. Saw Every Avenue (and dream boy), once, twice, three, four, five, six times in eight days. Bamboozle was awesome, met a cute boy from NZ. Did a lot of homework, got </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christineohhh.blogspot.com/feeds/116027089149778170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5827834483459353363&amp;postID=116027089149778170' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827834483459353363/posts/default/116027089149778170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827834483459353363/posts/default/116027089149778170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christineohhh.blogspot.com/2008/06/were-out-of-time-and-i-cant-breathe.html' title='&quot;We&apos;re Out of Time and I Can&apos;t Breathe&quot;'/><author><name>Christine O.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09865012926830492816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-nYO0sEFIH4/SM3xQeg4AdI/AAAAAAAAABc/6I0u7Abqsc8/s1600-R/c3e846d0-3c33-461e-be38-9192277e3602.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5827834483459353363.post-7976172397685534662</id><published>2008-05-07T17:48:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T10:41:30.636-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='short'/><title type='text'>Text Blog!</title><summary type='text'>I'm probably not going to get around to updating this until after finals next week, sorry! In the meantime, I have a new text message blog with my short candid thoughts and observations, and you can find out what I'm doing by lurking me on Twitter. I'll still keep up with this but I won't have time until summer.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christineohhh.blogspot.com/feeds/7976172397685534662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5827834483459353363&amp;postID=7976172397685534662' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827834483459353363/posts/default/7976172397685534662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827834483459353363/posts/default/7976172397685534662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christineohhh.blogspot.com/2008/05/text-blog.html' title='Text Blog!'/><author><name>Christine O.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09865012926830492816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-nYO0sEFIH4/SM3xQeg4AdI/AAAAAAAAABc/6I0u7Abqsc8/s1600-R/c3e846d0-3c33-461e-be38-9192277e3602.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5827834483459353363.post-4734124214225441008</id><published>2008-05-06T10:33:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T10:41:08.903-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rant'/><title type='text'>"Tell Me Doctor How To Shake A Waking Nightmare That Is Only Worse When I Am Sleeping?"</title><summary type='text'>If I could just figure out what makes me happy, it'd solve every problem. If more than just the company of others could bring a smile to my face, everything would be perfect. Sadly, the need for company causes so many of my problems. If I could learn to be happy with myself and my own thoughts I'd no longer be sad, I'd no longer feel lonely, I'd no longer feel anxious, I'd no longer be </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christineohhh.blogspot.com/feeds/4734124214225441008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5827834483459353363&amp;postID=4734124214225441008' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827834483459353363/posts/default/4734124214225441008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827834483459353363/posts/default/4734124214225441008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christineohhh.blogspot.com/2008/05/tell-me-doctor-how-to-shake-waking.html' title='&quot;Tell Me Doctor How To Shake A Waking Nightmare That Is Only Worse When I Am Sleeping?&quot;'/><author><name>Christine O.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09865012926830492816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-nYO0sEFIH4/SM3xQeg4AdI/AAAAAAAAABc/6I0u7Abqsc8/s1600-R/c3e846d0-3c33-461e-be38-9192277e3602.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5827834483459353363.post-480464364519436847</id><published>2008-04-27T23:59:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T06:42:12.837-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='we the kings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='show'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ottobar'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='monique'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dream boy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='seven'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='britney'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='caitlin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dinner'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='six'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meg'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='alexa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='zack'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='denny&apos;s'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='five'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mandy'/><title type='text'>"I'll Be Your Distraction"</title><summary type='text'>April 21 - April 27Apr 21 - I got into the habit of showing everyone all my new cute clothes! :D No SEB meeting, Lunch around 11 because I was starving. Talked to Mo most of the morning, who said the day. A couple of classes. Texted a few kids I like: Zack, Britney, Marc ♥ might have taken a nap, but was DEF up in time for Gossip Girl!! I watched it downstairs with Caitlin and Emily while </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christineohhh.blogspot.com/feeds/480464364519436847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5827834483459353363&amp;postID=480464364519436847' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827834483459353363/posts/default/480464364519436847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827834483459353363/posts/default/480464364519436847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christineohhh.blogspot.com/2008/04/ill-be-your-distraction.html' title='&quot;I&apos;ll Be Your Distraction&quot;'/><author><name>Christine O.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09865012926830492816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-nYO0sEFIH4/SM3xQeg4AdI/AAAAAAAAABc/6I0u7Abqsc8/s1600-R/c3e846d0-3c33-461e-be38-9192277e3602.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5827834483459353363.post-5718673861973034054</id><published>2008-04-25T05:47:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-25T05:49:32.499-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='list'/><title type='text'>"Now We've Got A Big Big Mess On Our Hands"</title><summary type='text'>I should really work on figuring out what makes me happy. Everything I do that puts a smile on my face is contingent on others. That's not every healthy. My speech teacher read a three page paper I wrote and left me comments, evidently I have co-dependency issues, may need anger management, and should work on my need for attention. Awesome.I finally got around to reading my Stress Management </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christineohhh.blogspot.com/feeds/5718673861973034054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5827834483459353363&amp;postID=5718673861973034054' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827834483459353363/posts/default/5718673861973034054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827834483459353363/posts/default/5718673861973034054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christineohhh.blogspot.com/2008/04/now-weve-got-big-big-mess-on-our-hands.html' title='&quot;Now We&apos;ve Got A Big Big Mess On Our Hands&quot;'/><author><name>Christine O.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09865012926830492816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-nYO0sEFIH4/SM3xQeg4AdI/AAAAAAAAABc/6I0u7Abqsc8/s1600-R/c3e846d0-3c33-461e-be38-9192277e3602.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5827834483459353363.post-1221790803743293919</id><published>2008-04-20T23:59:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-23T02:42:01.661-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='show'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='seven'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='four'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eight'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='five'/><title type='text'>"We're Making Out Inside Crashed Cars"</title><summary type='text'>April 14 - April 20Apr 14 - Monday morning I texted Steven because it was his 21st birthday! :) Then he called me and we talked for quite some time. I skipped SEB to study for my Econ exam, evidently the meeting was a waste of time though ahah. Thought I did badly on my Econ exam, but got almost all of my to do list done so that's good. No antro class, so I took a nap. Had a study group for </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christineohhh.blogspot.com/feeds/1221790803743293919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5827834483459353363&amp;postID=1221790803743293919' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827834483459353363/posts/default/1221790803743293919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827834483459353363/posts/default/1221790803743293919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christineohhh.blogspot.com/2008/04/were-making-out-inside-crashed-cars.html' title='&quot;We&apos;re Making Out Inside Crashed Cars&quot;'/><author><name>Christine O.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09865012926830492816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-nYO0sEFIH4/SM3xQeg4AdI/AAAAAAAAABc/6I0u7Abqsc8/s1600-R/c3e846d0-3c33-461e-be38-9192277e3602.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5827834483459353363.post-4031920565550049588</id><published>2008-04-20T01:26:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T11:03:46.475-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='short'/><title type='text'>What Would You Think of Me Now, So Lucky, So Strong, So Proud?</title><summary type='text'>It's Amazing How A Few Texts Can Change My Outlook On Things: Marc: "Don't laugh but I used to have a huge crush on you."Monique: "Awww tsl played surprise surprise and I thought of you."Zack: "How are you feeling today?"Rae: "Are you okay? I just saw that you called now..."It's good to know you're thought of and liked. :) I'm feeling a lot better. Everything seems to be look brighter all of a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christineohhh.blogspot.com/feeds/4031920565550049588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5827834483459353363&amp;postID=4031920565550049588' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827834483459353363/posts/default/4031920565550049588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827834483459353363/posts/default/4031920565550049588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christineohhh.blogspot.com/2008/04/what-would-you-think-of-me-now-so-lucky.html' title='What Would You Think of Me Now, So Lucky, So Strong, So Proud?'/><author><name>Christine O.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09865012926830492816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-nYO0sEFIH4/SM3xQeg4AdI/AAAAAAAAABc/6I0u7Abqsc8/s1600-R/c3e846d0-3c33-461e-be38-9192277e3602.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5827834483459353363.post-3612364309327375893</id><published>2008-04-18T12:46:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T11:03:52.152-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rant'/><title type='text'>"I Was Better Off, All Alone, In My Own World"</title><summary type='text'>I wake up every morning, and it feels like everything is taunting me. Everything works and functions. The sun still rises and sets, and I still feel defective. Everything works in spite of me. How can everything be so right, when you feel so wrong?I hate waking up to no text messages, and ending the week with no calls. I'm so sick of asking for rides, and being a burden, and asking people to hang</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christineohhh.blogspot.com/feeds/3612364309327375893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5827834483459353363&amp;postID=3612364309327375893' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827834483459353363/posts/default/3612364309327375893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827834483459353363/posts/default/3612364309327375893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christineohhh.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-was-better-off-all-alone-in-my-own.html' title='&quot;I Was Better Off, All Alone, In My Own World&quot;'/><author><name>Christine O.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09865012926830492816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-nYO0sEFIH4/SM3xQeg4AdI/AAAAAAAAABc/6I0u7Abqsc8/s1600-R/c3e846d0-3c33-461e-be38-9192277e3602.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5827834483459353363.post-6121044035662741826</id><published>2008-04-15T09:27:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-15T09:32:47.589-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='list'/><title type='text'>"You Bring Out The Worst In Me, Anxiety, Anxiety"</title><summary type='text'>So Thursday Night I went to my school's library and acquire 9 books about Anxiety, Bipolar Disorder and Dream Analysis. Page after page I found myself reading my own blog entries from a medical standpoint. Eight hours later, I discovered several things about myself.DISORDERS Generalized AnxietyBipolar Disorder Type IIInferiority ComplexSeparation Anxietypossibly:Histrionic Personality </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christineohhh.blogspot.com/feeds/6121044035662741826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5827834483459353363&amp;postID=6121044035662741826' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827834483459353363/posts/default/6121044035662741826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827834483459353363/posts/default/6121044035662741826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christineohhh.blogspot.com/2008/04/you-bring-out-worst-in-me-anxiety.html' title='&quot;You Bring Out The Worst In Me, Anxiety, Anxiety&quot;'/><author><name>Christine O.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09865012926830492816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-nYO0sEFIH4/SM3xQeg4AdI/AAAAAAAAABc/6I0u7Abqsc8/s1600-R/c3e846d0-3c33-461e-be38-9192277e3602.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5827834483459353363.post-1244533154501561629</id><published>2008-04-13T23:59:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T06:47:10.165-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='monique'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='show'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lancaster'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eight'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='delicious'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='six'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='zack'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ftsk'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rae'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='all time low'/><title type='text'>But It's So Hard To Do, When You're Out In The Mid-West</title><summary type='text'>April 7 - April 13Apr 7 - Tired. Only a few hours of sleep because I stayed up with Rae all night. Someone's fucking car alarm woke me up plus I had to go meet up with Tim from class to work on something. He was late so I left then I got a phone call from him. We rescheduled. No SEB so I went to lunch with Ashley. Econ class and my laptop started freaking out. Thought it was gonna blow up. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christineohhh.blogspot.com/feeds/1244533154501561629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5827834483459353363&amp;postID=1244533154501561629' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827834483459353363/posts/default/1244533154501561629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827834483459353363/posts/default/1244533154501561629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christineohhh.blogspot.com/2008/04/but-its-so-hard-to-do-when-youre-out-in.html' title='But It&apos;s So Hard To Do, When You&apos;re Out In The Mid-West'/><author><name>Christine O.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09865012926830492816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-nYO0sEFIH4/SM3xQeg4AdI/AAAAAAAAABc/6I0u7Abqsc8/s1600-R/c3e846d0-3c33-461e-be38-9192277e3602.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5827834483459353363.post-2876011778827654216</id><published>2008-04-10T18:49:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-10T18:57:38.997-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='list'/><title type='text'>"So With The Combination of My Gift of One Liners"</title><summary type='text'>Due to Panic dropping their ! and dropping their pop, I am no longer Panic, I am now Cute Is What We Aim For, because there is a similar sound, they are on FBR which is basically a requirement, and as long as their next CD sounds like their first one, we should be good... So I had to repost this with said updated information, because you all care so much hah.Monique is Gym Class HeroesChristine </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christineohhh.blogspot.com/feeds/2876011778827654216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5827834483459353363&amp;postID=2876011778827654216' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827834483459353363/posts/default/2876011778827654216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827834483459353363/posts/default/2876011778827654216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christineohhh.blogspot.com/2008/04/so-with-combination-of-my-gift-of-one.html' title='&quot;So With The Combination of My Gift of One Liners&quot;'/><author><name>Christine O.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09865012926830492816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-nYO0sEFIH4/SM3xQeg4AdI/AAAAAAAAABc/6I0u7Abqsc8/s1600-R/c3e846d0-3c33-461e-be38-9192277e3602.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5827834483459353363.post-7799239859283763775</id><published>2008-04-06T23:59:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T06:50:00.427-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='natalie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lou'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rae'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='monique'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='four'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='seven'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='caitlin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dinner'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='six'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='alexa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='zack'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='denny&apos;s'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='five'/><title type='text'>"We've Got These Big City Dreams"</title><summary type='text'>March 31 - April 6Mar 31 - I got an A on my ANTHRO mid-term and I danced around my room from excitement. Picked my classes for next semester, decided to get my MBA Preparatory Certificate. Set up a meeting with my adviser. Went to SEB, then went lunch with Caitlin, ate some wings and got all messy haha. Classssss. Went back to my room and sent out subscriptions, for quite some time. Dinner </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://christineohhh.blogspot.com/feeds/7799239859283763775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5827834483459353363&amp;postID=7799239859283763775' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827834483459353363/posts/default/7799239859283763775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5827834483459353363/posts/default/7799239859283763775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://christineohhh.blogspot.com/2008/04/weve-got-these-big-city-dreams.html' title='&quot;We&apos;ve Got These Big City Dreams&quot;'/><author><name>Christine O.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09865012926830492816</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-nYO0sEFIH4/SM3xQeg4AdI/AAAAAAAAABc/6I0u7Abqsc8/s1600-R/c3e846d0-3c33-461e-be38-9192277e3602.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
