<?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:blogger='http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008' 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-2869496492687925135</id><updated>2024-10-25T08:32:01.196-04:00</updated><category term="NYC"/><category term="school"/><category term="Aida"/><category term="Easter"/><category term="Grandpa"/><category term="angry"/><category term="boys"/><category term="confused"/><category term="dance"/><category term="drama"/><category term="funeral"/><category term="happy"/><category term="hearbroken"/><category term="love"/><category term="sad"/><category term="song"/><category term="1300 things"/><category term="April fools"/><category term="BAD dancing..."/><category term="BBQ"/><category term="Broadway"/><category term="Choir"/><category term="Death"/><category term="Eggs"/><category term="FINISHED"/><category term="Have you ever.."/><category term="I don&#39;t like.."/><category term="Jeri"/><category term="John"/><category term="Next to normal"/><category term="OHSHC"/><category term="PO&#39;ed"/><category term="REALLY like"/><category term="Starting"/><category term="actions"/><category term="amazingness"/><category term="argument"/><category term="awesomeness"/><category term="baseball"/><category term="blog"/><category term="boring"/><category term="boy"/><category term="breaks"/><category term="burial"/><category term="camp"/><category term="chelsea"/><category term="china town"/><category term="crazy"/><category term="cried"/><category term="cry"/><category term="dad"/><category term="days"/><category term="deli"/><category term="depressing"/><category term="done"/><category term="dress"/><category term="feelings"/><category term="final"/><category term="first friday"/><category term="friends"/><category term="friends house visit exams annoyance asshole"/><category term="heaven"/><category term="hours"/><category term="hunting"/><category term="hurts"/><category term="introduction"/><category term="it&#39;s not fair"/><category term="kids"/><category term="laughter"/><category term="life"/><category term="lost"/><category term="lyrics"/><category term="me"/><category term="mom"/><category term="money"/><category term="music"/><category term="near-death experience"/><category term="new blog"/><category term="not forgotten"/><category term="opinions"/><category term="people"/><category term="phone"/><category term="posts"/><category term="problems"/><category term="promise"/><category term="pull leg"/><category term="quiet"/><category term="rant"/><category term="secrets"/><category term="shh"/><category term="shit"/><category term="shoes"/><category term="short"/><category term="singing"/><category term="sleepovers black lipstick crazyness"/><category term="special"/><category term="statue of liberty"/><category term="stop"/><category term="stupid"/><category term="sugar"/><category term="summer"/><category term="super"/><category term="susie"/><category term="thinking"/><category term="tumblr"/><category term="upset"/><category term="vacation"/><category term="valentines day"/><category term="video"/><category term="what if"/><category term="yay"/><title type='text'>Inconsistent Thoughts</title><subtitle type='html'>I live a crazy life in a not so crazy town, &#xa;           this is my story</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inconsistanthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2869496492687925135/posts/default?redirect=false'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inconsistanthoughts.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2869496492687925135/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25&amp;redirect=false'/><author><name>Michaela kreidler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01061946645629635196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglexyAuw8mXwplzHB7gIPkOFoNn4A5fVmXiJmX-K1wEox6WmW-3BjYTgzDS0NIJsH8RhdJQycB8uvcBoO1gKW4mbtoUc8SHhIB367a8UDaNR-rVDr6vx_kp3-cLPm6Rg/s220/summer1.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>110</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2869496492687925135.post-7918629272918381972</id><published>2012-04-24T22:37:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2012-04-24T22:37:10.752-04:00</updated><title type='text'>To a friend:</title><content type='html'>Honestly? 
Sometimes I feel like you ignore my existance. Am I annoying? Am I embarassing? Am I weird? 
Sometimes I just want it all to stop, I feel like Ive given so much but get nothing back. Ever.
Sometimes I just dont want to care anymore. But I cant.
Every once in a while you see me, or respond to me. 
I realize how nice it is to talk to someone.
Even though you have some terrible shit going on, you still want to know how Im doing.
In a world of completely self-centered people, that means a lot to me.
I try not to care, but I cant stop.
So Ive learned to go it alone
But these periods of silence leave me feeling abandoned.
Ive never felt so lonely in my entire life.
And I thought you were someone I could coumt on. 
I trusted you.
I feel betrayed
Lonely
Abandoned.
I try to reach out to you
I thought you would umderstand what Im going through.
You know what its like to feel alone
I thought we were friends.
I feel so mad
Sad
Confused.
I text you once every few days
To see if you want to talk
To show you I still care.
Have you ever started a conversation with me?
Do you even care?
Do I matter to you at all?
Or am I annoying?
Am i just a bug, buzzing around?
Thats how I feel.
I feel so mixed up with emotions, but most of all, Im sad
Extremely sad
So sad that I could break 
And just start to cry.
Maybe this isnt about you.
I dont know what its about exactly.. 
But maybe you were the last straw
Now Im completely alone
With no ones company but my own.
I hate it.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inconsistanthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/7918629272918381972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://inconsistanthoughts.blogspot.com/2012/04/to-friend.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2869496492687925135/posts/default/7918629272918381972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2869496492687925135/posts/default/7918629272918381972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inconsistanthoughts.blogspot.com/2012/04/to-friend.html' title='To a friend:'/><author><name>Michaela kreidler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01061946645629635196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglexyAuw8mXwplzHB7gIPkOFoNn4A5fVmXiJmX-K1wEox6WmW-3BjYTgzDS0NIJsH8RhdJQycB8uvcBoO1gKW4mbtoUc8SHhIB367a8UDaNR-rVDr6vx_kp3-cLPm6Rg/s220/summer1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2869496492687925135.post-3355790707005225741</id><published>2012-04-14T13:55:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2012-04-14T14:09:18.494-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I hate this..</title><content type='html'>What is &quot;this&quot; you might ask? Well, partially me and partially everything else. Im just tired, i wanna sleep for the rest of my life.. But i dont at the same time. I want to have friends but I crave solitude, I hate being so damn lonely but I basically hate everyone and everything. Including me. Im wrong, Im a mess, Im battered and a monster. No one sees me, no one cares. By why should they? When eeryones lives revolve around themselves and theres nothing you can do about it. Expect nothing, ever. So why should I expect anything other than the treatment I get from others now? When I myself, hate who I am. How can I expect anyone to love me if I dont? &lt;br /&gt;I want to matter&lt;br /&gt;I want someone to care&lt;br /&gt;I want SOMEONE to see this pain that I feel&lt;br /&gt;I want someone to understand&lt;br /&gt;I dont want to be fixed&lt;br /&gt;I just want someone there to be with me so Im not so alone&lt;br /&gt;Im so alone&lt;br /&gt;I want help, but I feel like people will think Im pathetic&lt;br /&gt;I am&lt;br /&gt;I dont want people to see me like this&lt;br /&gt;In tears and breaking down&lt;br /&gt;I want to be strong&lt;br /&gt;But then again, ive been strong for too long&lt;br /&gt;I am weak&lt;br /&gt;I am hopless&lt;br /&gt;Im a mess that no one will ever see&lt;br /&gt;And if they do, theyll just ignore it.&lt;br /&gt;They always do.&lt;br /&gt;So im going to be invisible&lt;br /&gt;Forever&lt;br /&gt;Like always&lt;br /&gt;I dont know why I expect anything different.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inconsistanthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/3355790707005225741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://inconsistanthoughts.blogspot.com/2012/04/i-hate-this.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2869496492687925135/posts/default/3355790707005225741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2869496492687925135/posts/default/3355790707005225741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inconsistanthoughts.blogspot.com/2012/04/i-hate-this.html' title='I hate this..'/><author><name>Michaela kreidler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01061946645629635196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglexyAuw8mXwplzHB7gIPkOFoNn4A5fVmXiJmX-K1wEox6WmW-3BjYTgzDS0NIJsH8RhdJQycB8uvcBoO1gKW4mbtoUc8SHhIB367a8UDaNR-rVDr6vx_kp3-cLPm6Rg/s220/summer1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2869496492687925135.post-8957043954294074680</id><published>2012-04-09T01:35:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2012-04-09T02:02:18.956-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Updates with my life</title><content type='html'>Hello dear blogspot! I keep neglecting you so much... Sorry about that... Ive been infatuated with tumblr lately, but I felt the need to type something instead of posting pictures. So... Im a finalist in Canton Idol.. KINDA a big deal (for me at least) so thats exciting :) but other than that... Nothing really is going on. My forever alone status is still in effect.. Basically friendless and dateless for a while now (dateless for about a year and a half now) but yeah.. Im REALLY lonely. Its insane... Like, even the most unpopular and creepy kids at my school have more friends than I do... Sometimes I wonder if I actually have friends... Idk.. Its weird.. I know Ive been wallowing in my self-pity of friendlessness for months now.. But this is insane. Sometimes it feels like a cruel joke.. And I want it to stop. My self confidence is SO low right now, if people remember my NAME that makes my day, its sad. Im sad... Im VERY sad, and I just don&#39;t know what to do... I dont feel like I have purpose anymore, life isn&#39;t awesome anymore. It sucks. The only person that really talks to me at school is this creepy guy who stalks me... And I REALLY don&#39;t wanna talk to him. But its like... What choice do I have? I dont have any other human interaction. And im venting again but Im sad. I know the ocassional person reads this blog but Im just here to vent, ok? Its 2 am and I want to vent to something.. But anyways. I honestly think that If I died or something happened.. No one would care. No one knows who I am so why do I matter? ( btw I am NOT stating tht I want to die, im just stating that no one would care if I did) my only friends I never get to talk to and either dont go to my school or I dont have any classes with.. They ignore my texts or are too busy to put up with me. This TOTALLY helps my self-esteem btw, it makes me feel even more like im worthless. Im weird, awkward, have NO style cuz im so poor, have ugly hair, and am invisible. I hate being invisible, but thats who I am. Im the invisible girl who will never be noticed by anyone for her entire life. Fuck it all</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inconsistanthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/8957043954294074680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://inconsistanthoughts.blogspot.com/2012/04/updates-with-my-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2869496492687925135/posts/default/8957043954294074680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2869496492687925135/posts/default/8957043954294074680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inconsistanthoughts.blogspot.com/2012/04/updates-with-my-life.html' title='Updates with my life'/><author><name>Michaela kreidler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01061946645629635196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglexyAuw8mXwplzHB7gIPkOFoNn4A5fVmXiJmX-K1wEox6WmW-3BjYTgzDS0NIJsH8RhdJQycB8uvcBoO1gKW4mbtoUc8SHhIB367a8UDaNR-rVDr6vx_kp3-cLPm6Rg/s220/summer1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2869496492687925135.post-8823975755002000645</id><published>2012-03-01T23:00:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2012-03-01T23:13:26.004-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Confused feelings</title><content type='html'>Im really very confused right now... I have the start of feelings... For a girl. Its nothing serious, just a crush but still... I like to think Im pretty damn straight. Not entirley convinced that I actually like her like that, but Im pretty damn sure. Its really confusing for me though, because Im pretty cool with gays and bis, my best friend is a lesbian. But I honestly have never really thought of being with a girl before, no one other than her. Im also not sure if its just the fact that ive been single for over a year now and im cool with dating anyone... Ugh IDK... Its just weird. And its only her... Its like Ianto and Jack from Torchwood! Ianto is only gay with Jack, no one else. &lt;br /&gt;Ive gotta sleep.. And think...&lt;br /&gt;But I like her, i really do. I just dont wanna ruin our friendship and whatnot and I also dont wanna lead her on and then go &quot; oh! Lookat that! Im not really into girls!&quot; &lt;br /&gt;Again, i gotta think</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inconsistanthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/8823975755002000645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://inconsistanthoughts.blogspot.com/2012/03/confused-feelings.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2869496492687925135/posts/default/8823975755002000645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2869496492687925135/posts/default/8823975755002000645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inconsistanthoughts.blogspot.com/2012/03/confused-feelings.html' title='Confused feelings'/><author><name>Michaela kreidler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01061946645629635196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglexyAuw8mXwplzHB7gIPkOFoNn4A5fVmXiJmX-K1wEox6WmW-3BjYTgzDS0NIJsH8RhdJQycB8uvcBoO1gKW4mbtoUc8SHhIB367a8UDaNR-rVDr6vx_kp3-cLPm6Rg/s220/summer1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2869496492687925135.post-742585067313751141</id><published>2012-02-05T21:16:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2012-02-05T21:33:55.015-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Life&#39;s a bitch</title><content type='html'>Soo... I finally was able to connect with my friend that Ive been missing.. Shes not doing too well... She was in the hospital Thursday, I had no idea. The doctors arent sure whats wrong with her, but they think it mightve been a mini stroke. One of my best friends mightve had a mini stroke! Its really also kind of eye opening for me, many times Im like: &quot;my life sucks, i hate being alive right now&quot; but my friend has been through so much shit that it makes my life seem like flipping Disneyland! &lt;br /&gt;I dunno.. Im just really worried about her because 1) shes starting to isolate herself, 2) shes seemed extremely depressed lately, and 3) I really dont wanna lose this girl, shes honestly my closest friend and if ANYTHING happened to her.... Ah, I dont even wanna go there right now. I just wish she knew how much I cared! my friendship with her is really very important to me, shes able to change my perspective of things, she really gets me, and I dont get that with other people.. &lt;br /&gt;Anyways, life can be a serious bitch and I wish something really good would happen to my friend, its like she cant get a break.. She doesnt deserve what life has given her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(if anyone actually reads this: forgive me for my complete and utter loss of punctuation)</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inconsistanthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/742585067313751141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://inconsistanthoughts.blogspot.com/2012/02/lifes-bitch.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2869496492687925135/posts/default/742585067313751141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2869496492687925135/posts/default/742585067313751141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inconsistanthoughts.blogspot.com/2012/02/lifes-bitch.html' title='Life&#39;s a bitch'/><author><name>Michaela kreidler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01061946645629635196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglexyAuw8mXwplzHB7gIPkOFoNn4A5fVmXiJmX-K1wEox6WmW-3BjYTgzDS0NIJsH8RhdJQycB8uvcBoO1gKW4mbtoUc8SHhIB367a8UDaNR-rVDr6vx_kp3-cLPm6Rg/s220/summer1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2869496492687925135.post-8986868350239038043</id><published>2012-02-02T10:55:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2012-02-02T11:54:26.998-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Just a thought</title><content type='html'>So, lately iv&#39;e been thinking about some random shit, especially when im about to go to sleep... Its like every night I feel like I havent done anything worthwile that day. Its the same thing every day: wake up, try to look pretty, go to school for 8 hours, 3 hours of musical rehersal, go home, eat, then sleep. Sometimes it varies but its pretty much the same EVERY. SINGLE. DAY... and i wonder, am i really doing anything with my life? Im going to school, so i can go to school for another 4-6 years, so i can have a job, so i can follow another pointless rouine for the rest of my life..... God thats depressing... But i guess the point of life is to keep from falling into something like that, to make the most of life and to be able to go to sleep with the knowledge that you really have done something with your life.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inconsistanthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/8986868350239038043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://inconsistanthoughts.blogspot.com/2012/02/just-thought.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2869496492687925135/posts/default/8986868350239038043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2869496492687925135/posts/default/8986868350239038043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inconsistanthoughts.blogspot.com/2012/02/just-thought.html' title='Just a thought'/><author><name>Michaela kreidler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01061946645629635196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglexyAuw8mXwplzHB7gIPkOFoNn4A5fVmXiJmX-K1wEox6WmW-3BjYTgzDS0NIJsH8RhdJQycB8uvcBoO1gKW4mbtoUc8SHhIB367a8UDaNR-rVDr6vx_kp3-cLPm6Rg/s220/summer1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2869496492687925135.post-3604670109751183490</id><published>2012-01-30T16:27:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-30T22:26:29.101-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Just some stuff..</title><content type='html'>Soo... One of my REALLY good friends dropped the&lt;span style=&quot;font-style:italic;&quot;&gt; only&lt;/span&gt; class I have with her :( and honestly, I really miss her! I haven&#39;t talked to her since then and I&#39;m really bummed.. I didn&#39;t really know how much I enjoyed her company until she left. Yeah, I&#39;ve been really lonely. I&#39;ve been really worried about her too, shes been looking really sad and depressed lately, I know she&#39;s been going through some really bad stuff lately so it&#39;s understandable.. But i still worry... I&#39;ve tried to contact her a few times, just to talk, but she hasn&#39;t gotten back to me. I&#39;m starting to wonder if I&#39;m acting &quot;clingy&quot; or something.. I &lt;span style=&quot;font-style:italic;&quot;&gt;really&lt;/span&gt; don&#39;t wanna be that person that&#39;s super annoying, but this friendship is really important to me! My mom says that friendships are a two way street and it&#39;s up to me how much effort I wanna put into it, but the way she made it sound is that our friendship may be deteriorated since we no longer have that class together.. I really hope not! This girl means a lot to me and I just don&#39;t this to just be &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight:bold;&quot;&gt;done&lt;/span&gt; but I dont want to be annoying by putting this effort into trying to just simply talk to her :/ God, this is so damn confusing... I wish you could tell me what to do blog! I dunno what I should do about this :(</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inconsistanthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/3604670109751183490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://inconsistanthoughts.blogspot.com/2012/01/just-some-stuff.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2869496492687925135/posts/default/3604670109751183490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2869496492687925135/posts/default/3604670109751183490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inconsistanthoughts.blogspot.com/2012/01/just-some-stuff.html' title='Just some stuff..'/><author><name>Michaela kreidler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01061946645629635196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglexyAuw8mXwplzHB7gIPkOFoNn4A5fVmXiJmX-K1wEox6WmW-3BjYTgzDS0NIJsH8RhdJQycB8uvcBoO1gKW4mbtoUc8SHhIB367a8UDaNR-rVDr6vx_kp3-cLPm6Rg/s220/summer1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2869496492687925135.post-6023383823177249714</id><published>2012-01-12T09:38:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-12T09:46:12.167-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Some updates</title><content type='html'>Hello lovely world of blogspot! long time no see (again)&lt;br /&gt;so since I last posted, I spent my whole winter break playing video games and chilling out, I&#39;m getting a LOT better, my mom has been awesome and I have a eating plan and stuff. I&#39;ve been so insanely busy and haven&#39;t had much time to myself.. but I have such awesome news!!! I dropped spanish today!!!!! I&#39;m SO happy :D its like a weight off my shoulders. But I&#39;m still gonna be as busy as ever, I&#39;m in the musical and it&#39;s INTENSE! I&#39;m here after school almost every day until 6 for rehearsal. I&#39;m an Indian and I&#39;m in the &quot;advanced dance group&quot; It&#39;s a lot of hard work, especially since I&#39;m not the best dancer :/ but it&#39;s really cool! Dominic, our dance instructor, pushes us to the limit and has really good ideas... he also enjoys making us do push-ups and crazy insane workouts (for high schoolers) but hey! If I go to winter formal I&#39;m gonna look GOOD :)&lt;br /&gt;well, this class period is gonna end soon,&lt;br /&gt;ciao!</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inconsistanthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/6023383823177249714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://inconsistanthoughts.blogspot.com/2012/01/some-updates.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2869496492687925135/posts/default/6023383823177249714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2869496492687925135/posts/default/6023383823177249714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inconsistanthoughts.blogspot.com/2012/01/some-updates.html' title='Some updates'/><author><name>Michaela kreidler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01061946645629635196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglexyAuw8mXwplzHB7gIPkOFoNn4A5fVmXiJmX-K1wEox6WmW-3BjYTgzDS0NIJsH8RhdJQycB8uvcBoO1gKW4mbtoUc8SHhIB367a8UDaNR-rVDr6vx_kp3-cLPm6Rg/s220/summer1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2869496492687925135.post-1567887205520171500</id><published>2011-12-20T18:37:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-20T19:08:26.928-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I have a secret</title><content type='html'>Soo... Im pretty damn glad no one reads this cuz things are about to get personal (when i mean personal, i mean im gonna talk about myself.. But i do that a lot here) &lt;br /&gt;Anyways, i might seem really self-centered on this blog.. I talk about me and my problems a LOT.. but its cuz i rarely get to do that in real life, since i havent been able to talk to my best friend lately the only other person im okay talking about this is with my mom. Weird i know, but shes pretty awesome with like... Everything.. But theres a pretty big difference about talking about your problems to your mom than with a friend.. I totally love this blog cuz i can write so much in it and i know that my blog wont juge me, or tell me im wrong, or try to fix me.. Which is what a lot of people do. And a lot of the time, if i tell my friends something personal, i feel like a cranky bitch because most of the time they just stop me and just tell me how terrible their lives are.. It sucks.&lt;br /&gt;But ive been stalling and stuff so ill just say it.. I think i have the beginning of an eating disorder... Im not full blown yet.. So its good that ive identified it but still.. When you&#39;re someone like me who is used to being the savior of other people, who thinks that their isnt anything MAJORLY wrong with them... Its just... Wow... &lt;br /&gt;This came to my attention when we did a food diary for one of my biomed classes... I eat only around half the calories i should every day.. Sometimes less! When i was filling it out every day i was always like &quot;i HAVE to have eaten more than this! There is no way i eat this little&quot; and its not like i force myself NOT to eat, i dont think im fat, i just forget. Ill be doing something and just the thought of eating seems less important than what im doing at the moment, before i know it, ive missed a meal. Its so scary because ive been sleeping more and more and having less energy... I just want to talk to someone, i really am freaked out and i just want to vent my feelings to someone and just have them listen. I dont want them to fix me, i dont want them to freak out, i just want them to understand, i want them to tell me itll be ok... I just want to be supported by someone other than my mom. To a lot of people i know, this is nothing. I dont cut myself, i dont do drugs or drink, im not abused every day, and not currently suffering from any disease. But this is scary for ME. What if it gets worse? What if i have to be sent to one of those places that they force feed you and give you medicine every day? I dont want to be this way, having to FORCE myself to eat every day, eating a full meal is HARD for me, its not supposed to be that way. &lt;br /&gt;Even though i have support from my mom, who reminds me to eat every day and makes sure i eat it all. I feel so lonely, im like a scared little kid, and i just dont know what to do. &lt;br /&gt;Im surrounded by so many people who care about me, who think they know me.. But they dont.. They never have seen me cry, theyve never seen me as anyone but &quot;happy kayla&quot; and its like the world is over if im not happy.&lt;br /&gt; Im sorry, im venting too much, that is good for another blog... The point is. Im ill, and im scared and lonely. I hate this!</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inconsistanthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/1567887205520171500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://inconsistanthoughts.blogspot.com/2011/12/i-have-secret.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2869496492687925135/posts/default/1567887205520171500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2869496492687925135/posts/default/1567887205520171500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inconsistanthoughts.blogspot.com/2011/12/i-have-secret.html' title='I have a secret'/><author><name>Michaela kreidler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01061946645629635196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglexyAuw8mXwplzHB7gIPkOFoNn4A5fVmXiJmX-K1wEox6WmW-3BjYTgzDS0NIJsH8RhdJQycB8uvcBoO1gKW4mbtoUc8SHhIB367a8UDaNR-rVDr6vx_kp3-cLPm6Rg/s220/summer1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2869496492687925135.post-119232640370531505</id><published>2011-12-16T12:00:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-16T12:11:13.003-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh dear me...</title><content type='html'>Soo... Its a free period and i was able to get internet access from the choir room! Hopefully my ipod doesnt crash on me :P anyways, im bored and tired and dont really want to be here! Its the last day of &quot;classes&quot; before exams and winter break so of course all we have to do is socialize and do nothing. Not REALLY trying to complain but it does make the day pretty long since i havent really had to use my brain at all... AND keep in mind i dont really have anyone to socialize WITH...  Yeah, life is rough... But hopefully when the musical starts ill become better friends with the people i WANT to hang out with!!!&lt;br /&gt;Well, class is almost over~</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inconsistanthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/119232640370531505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://inconsistanthoughts.blogspot.com/2011/12/oh-dear-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2869496492687925135/posts/default/119232640370531505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2869496492687925135/posts/default/119232640370531505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inconsistanthoughts.blogspot.com/2011/12/oh-dear-me.html' title='Oh dear me...'/><author><name>Michaela kreidler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01061946645629635196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglexyAuw8mXwplzHB7gIPkOFoNn4A5fVmXiJmX-K1wEox6WmW-3BjYTgzDS0NIJsH8RhdJQycB8uvcBoO1gKW4mbtoUc8SHhIB367a8UDaNR-rVDr6vx_kp3-cLPm6Rg/s220/summer1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2869496492687925135.post-5016140900012162835</id><published>2011-12-14T18:58:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-14T19:09:30.239-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Getting ready for exams</title><content type='html'>So, exam week is next week.. And i guess our teachers just went &quot;oh shit! I havent given them this test or homework!! I guess ill give it to them now!&quot; during one of the busiest weeks i have!!!! Ive gotten so many freaking exam packets that take hours and two midterm projects that are famous for taking days to complete... And btw, its only wednesday! Why is it that the week before a holiday is like.. The longest week EVER!  Grrr... And not really having someone (keely) to talk to or hang out with makes this week just... Blah... Im sorry for venting so much to you blog, this week has just been so stressful and im back in my lonely phase, so basically... Im not a happy camper!!! I miss having friends Nd some form of a life :&#39;(</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inconsistanthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/5016140900012162835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://inconsistanthoughts.blogspot.com/2011/12/getting-ready-for-exams.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2869496492687925135/posts/default/5016140900012162835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2869496492687925135/posts/default/5016140900012162835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inconsistanthoughts.blogspot.com/2011/12/getting-ready-for-exams.html' title='Getting ready for exams'/><author><name>Michaela kreidler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01061946645629635196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglexyAuw8mXwplzHB7gIPkOFoNn4A5fVmXiJmX-K1wEox6WmW-3BjYTgzDS0NIJsH8RhdJQycB8uvcBoO1gKW4mbtoUc8SHhIB367a8UDaNR-rVDr6vx_kp3-cLPm6Rg/s220/summer1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2869496492687925135.post-4729745290651779233</id><published>2011-12-13T21:24:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-13T21:51:39.370-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I missed you!</title><content type='html'>Hello dear blog! Its been a while! And i am so sorry :&#39;( i feel like I&#39;ve cheated! Ive been pretty active in tumblr and school that i forgot about you! (sad, i know!) but it just wasn&#39;t the same! I haven&#39;t had a place where i can just spill all my feelings and not feel totally self-centered about it... But here i CAN do that! You&#39;re like an ex boyfriend that after a while you miss and just always go back to, you were my first love dear blog! So anyways, I&#39;m gonna talk about my life now...&lt;br /&gt;Life has been boring and stressful at the same time. Boring because there isn&#39;t anything interesting, fun, or exciting that has really happened to me since i went to south Carolina a few months ago (i went with keely:D). But its been stressful because of school, classes have been getting harder and more intense (so has the workload) and i came across one of the most evil, horrible teachers i have ever met in my whole life... My Spanish teacher. Now dear blog, you may be saying to yourself &quot;oh shes just an overreacting teen, whatever!&quot; but no joke, if the devil was a girl with a super heavy Colombian accent, it would be her. And blog, keep in mind that i NEVER feel this way about teachers! But this teacher is a flat out bully!!! She picks on kids, tells the class how &quot;sad&quot; or &quot;pathetic&quot; we are. She even went to such lengths by asking me if i did my homework hungover b/c it wasn&#39;t perfect!!! And i am NOT exaggerating this :/ but it all was an unpleasant affair and now I&#39;m dropping the class at the end of the semester *insert hallelujah chorus here* &lt;br /&gt;Im also going through the whole stereotypical high school pains of i dont really BELONG anywhere, im a drifter who flits between different groups because i dont really fit into any place.. Its really very frustrating! I thought i was over this last year.. But of course i &quot;outgrew&quot; my old friends so im like &quot;just let me belong somewhere! I dont like being a loner!!!!&quot; cuz you know, im that kid who stands in the corner because im not quite brave enough to say hi or join a conversation because im seriously afraid of being judged by other people and im shy... I dont like it! And of course with my luck ill find some group of friends im comfortable with and then itll be time to graduate! :(&lt;br /&gt;I do have one friend, keely, but we havent talked a lot, she has a lot of bad stuff going on in her life so when i try to talk to her, she doesnt really open up or respond... I really miss talking with her all the time, i understand her situation and stuff but... I miss talking with one of my closest friends!&lt;br /&gt;So thats me! A big ball of stress and a loner! What else is new? :P&lt;br /&gt;Ahhh typing about my life is so wonderful! I really missed you my dear blog!!!!!!</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inconsistanthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/4729745290651779233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://inconsistanthoughts.blogspot.com/2011/12/i-missed-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2869496492687925135/posts/default/4729745290651779233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2869496492687925135/posts/default/4729745290651779233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inconsistanthoughts.blogspot.com/2011/12/i-missed-you.html' title='I missed you!'/><author><name>Michaela kreidler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01061946645629635196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglexyAuw8mXwplzHB7gIPkOFoNn4A5fVmXiJmX-K1wEox6WmW-3BjYTgzDS0NIJsH8RhdJQycB8uvcBoO1gKW4mbtoUc8SHhIB367a8UDaNR-rVDr6vx_kp3-cLPm6Rg/s220/summer1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2869496492687925135.post-2212045698377242992</id><published>2011-09-28T18:39:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-28T18:54:51.245-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Good news!!! :)</title><content type='html'>So.. Although i have yet to get a new computer i have the next best thing (at least in my opinion)... AN IPOD TOUCH!!! &lt;br /&gt;Im seriously so super excited to have this! Its like a little mini computer..just with a sucky battery. &lt;br /&gt;So nothing really super exciting has happened, ive just had school and homwwork really. Although i have to say that ive been spendimg time with my friend Keely about every weekend, shes kinda becoming one of my closest friends right now. We are still in that &quot; Even though I enjoy your company i dunno if i should tell you EVERYTHING quite yet&quot; phases. I do have to say that we have had times that we just blurt our whatever is going on in our lives.. But an awkward silence normally follows. I Am SO super determined to become good friends with her. We started hanging out last year a few times but my friends drama kinda took over my life and we stopped hanging out for a while. &lt;br /&gt;In other news, ive started reading the hunger games and OH MY GOSH they are AMAZING!!!! I reccomend everyone and anyone to read this series, its AWESOME! &lt;br /&gt;Thats all i really have to say right now... Im prolly gonna go back to reading now :) &lt;br /&gt;~more thoughts later</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inconsistanthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/2212045698377242992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://inconsistanthoughts.blogspot.com/2011/09/good-news.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2869496492687925135/posts/default/2212045698377242992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2869496492687925135/posts/default/2212045698377242992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inconsistanthoughts.blogspot.com/2011/09/good-news.html' title='Good news!!! :)'/><author><name>Michaela kreidler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01061946645629635196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglexyAuw8mXwplzHB7gIPkOFoNn4A5fVmXiJmX-K1wEox6WmW-3BjYTgzDS0NIJsH8RhdJQycB8uvcBoO1gKW4mbtoUc8SHhIB367a8UDaNR-rVDr6vx_kp3-cLPm6Rg/s220/summer1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2869496492687925135.post-3061157732918160348</id><published>2011-09-11T14:16:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-11T14:31:24.034-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Computer is out of commision :(</title><content type='html'>So, I&#39;ve been in school for a few weeks now, it&#39;s been crazy! I THINK I&#39;m enjoying myself... not sure though.. the huge workload I have from homework is putting a damper on everything (yesterday I had &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight:bold;&quot;&gt;7&lt;/span&gt; hours of homework!) and the worst part is I don&#39;t have computer access except for at my dad&#39;s house! we had a thunder storm and it was REALLY bad and we later found out that it fried our computer and whatever connects us to the internet... sucks for me! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news my friend just got out of the hospital, she attempted suicide and was hospitalized.... it was crazy.. I ended up telling her I couldn&#39;t be her friend until she started caring about her life so yeah..... I&#39;m going to postpone my 1300 things to be grateful for until I have more regular computer access :) &lt;br /&gt;ciao!</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inconsistanthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/3061157732918160348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://inconsistanthoughts.blogspot.com/2011/09/computer-is-out-of-commision.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2869496492687925135/posts/default/3061157732918160348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2869496492687925135/posts/default/3061157732918160348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inconsistanthoughts.blogspot.com/2011/09/computer-is-out-of-commision.html' title='Computer is out of commision :('/><author><name>Michaela kreidler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01061946645629635196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglexyAuw8mXwplzHB7gIPkOFoNn4A5fVmXiJmX-K1wEox6WmW-3BjYTgzDS0NIJsH8RhdJQycB8uvcBoO1gKW4mbtoUc8SHhIB367a8UDaNR-rVDr6vx_kp3-cLPm6Rg/s220/summer1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2869496492687925135.post-7525166936109651656</id><published>2011-08-27T16:21:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-27T16:38:17.264-04:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="boys"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="confused"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="dance"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="school"/><title type='text'>Back to school</title><content type='html'>So.... school has started, I have to say I have a feeling this year is gonna kick my butt! It&#39;s only been 3 days and one of my teachers has already assigned a quiz for next week! I&#39;m gonna have to get used to studying now :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; But an upside to school is I&#39;ve already been asked to homecoming~ It&#39;s my friend Tony, I&#39;ve dated him once but I think he likes me again :P I&#39;m honestly not interested in dating him, at all... but I AM interested in having a date to homecoming!!! it made me so excited :D I think he&#39;s one of the only guys that I&#39;m not interested in dating but would be totally comfortable as having a date to Homecoming, he&#39;s one of my best guy friends and  I think he&#39;s pretty cool so I&#39;m pretty thrilled to go with him!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Another upside to school is I have choir with TWO guys I like!!! It&#39;s so awesome!!! My friend convinced me to try to talk to one of them on Monday, I REALLY hope one of them likes me (maybe not now, but in the near future) because I know I&#39;m not ugly but I&#39;m not the cookie cutter girl who has the same hair as everyone and the same designer cloths (or knockoffs) but they always get the guys... it makes me so mad, like, why would you want to date someone who looks almost exactly the same as the next girl? And I know I have personality, I&#39;m just shy at first :P It&#39;s so confusing cuz I get told by people I hardly even know (normally adults) that &quot;oh you&#39;re so GORGEOUS! you should be a MODEL!&quot; and maybe its just an adult thing but I hardly get the time of day from the people I WANT to have attracted to me, I just get exes and creepers :( &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHY IS THE WORLD SO DAMN CONFUSING?!?!?!?!?!?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more thoughts later!</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inconsistanthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/7525166936109651656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://inconsistanthoughts.blogspot.com/2011/08/back-to-school.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2869496492687925135/posts/default/7525166936109651656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2869496492687925135/posts/default/7525166936109651656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inconsistanthoughts.blogspot.com/2011/08/back-to-school.html' title='Back to school'/><author><name>Michaela kreidler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01061946645629635196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglexyAuw8mXwplzHB7gIPkOFoNn4A5fVmXiJmX-K1wEox6WmW-3BjYTgzDS0NIJsH8RhdJQycB8uvcBoO1gKW4mbtoUc8SHhIB367a8UDaNR-rVDr6vx_kp3-cLPm6Rg/s220/summer1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2869496492687925135.post-8042068460801691428</id><published>2011-08-22T22:36:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-27T16:21:26.553-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I&#39;M BAAAACK! &amp; 1300 things to be grateful for, week 4/5</title><content type='html'>hey there! I&#39;m back from Florida! I miss it already :( It&#39;s so cold here compared to Florida... it&#39;s like getting out of the hot tub and jumping into a pool of ice water... brrrr.&lt;br /&gt;But I had a FANTASTIC time, I hope I can go again someday. It truly was an awesome experience! I think I might post a few videos or something that me and my friend made so you can see how insane we were.... yeah... good memories.. hehe :) onto the list of things to be grateful for!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;51: Florida!&lt;br /&gt;52: Butterbeer&lt;br /&gt;53: Fish and Chips... DELICIOUS! &lt;br /&gt;54: the incredible magical experience of universal and Disney&lt;br /&gt;55: how much love my family showed me when I got home, even if it lasted only for a few minutes&lt;br /&gt;56: Dylan Saunders and his incredibly sexy voice when he sings &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rDswWxLEmnk&quot;&gt;this song&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inconsistanthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/8042068460801691428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://inconsistanthoughts.blogspot.com/2011/08/im-baaaack-1300-things-to-be-grateful.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2869496492687925135/posts/default/8042068460801691428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2869496492687925135/posts/default/8042068460801691428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inconsistanthoughts.blogspot.com/2011/08/im-baaaack-1300-things-to-be-grateful.html' title='I&#39;M BAAAACK! &amp; 1300 things to be grateful for, week 4/5'/><author><name>Michaela kreidler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01061946645629635196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglexyAuw8mXwplzHB7gIPkOFoNn4A5fVmXiJmX-K1wEox6WmW-3BjYTgzDS0NIJsH8RhdJQycB8uvcBoO1gKW4mbtoUc8SHhIB367a8UDaNR-rVDr6vx_kp3-cLPm6Rg/s220/summer1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2869496492687925135.post-2648070751109711628</id><published>2011-08-11T11:27:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-11T11:39:58.559-04:00</updated><title type='text'>1300 things to be grateful for, week 3. VACATION!!!!</title><content type='html'>hey there world!!! I&#39;m in Bluefeild West Virginia on vacation.... I&#39;m leaving for Florida in... 2 days!!!! I&#39;m so excited! I&#39;m on a vacation with a friend to Florida with NO FAMILY AT ALL&#39; WHATSOEVER! it&#39;s crazy!!! Last night I stayed up until 5 watching the musical &quot;starship&quot; on youtube... it was AWESOME! it&#39;s about a bug on an alien planet who wants to be a starship ranger, SO funny, cute and epic!!! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so I&#39;m gonna do my week 3 of 1300 things to be grateful for now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41. creative geniuses who make witty musicals&lt;br /&gt;42. the amazing invention of the webcam, may it entertain bored teens for years to come&lt;br /&gt;43. Surprise vacations&lt;br /&gt;44. long road trips that feel crazy short&lt;br /&gt;45. Being able to sing Lady GAGA&#39;s &quot;poker face&quot; at 4 in the morning&lt;br /&gt;46. Bugs that sing how they wanna be starship rangers &lt;br /&gt;47. Fun songs that get stuck in your head&lt;br /&gt;48. Glee, for showing me old songs that I now love and sing along with&lt;br /&gt;49. cute puppies who are ADORABLE!!&lt;br /&gt;50. that magical moment when you and your friend wake up at EXACTLY the same moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I may possibly post videos instead of writing posts (maybe)&lt;br /&gt;so look forward to that!!!  </content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inconsistanthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/2648070751109711628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://inconsistanthoughts.blogspot.com/2011/08/1300-things-to-be-grateful-for-week-3.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2869496492687925135/posts/default/2648070751109711628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2869496492687925135/posts/default/2648070751109711628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inconsistanthoughts.blogspot.com/2011/08/1300-things-to-be-grateful-for-week-3.html' title='1300 things to be grateful for, week 3. VACATION!!!!'/><author><name>Michaela kreidler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01061946645629635196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglexyAuw8mXwplzHB7gIPkOFoNn4A5fVmXiJmX-K1wEox6WmW-3BjYTgzDS0NIJsH8RhdJQycB8uvcBoO1gKW4mbtoUc8SHhIB367a8UDaNR-rVDr6vx_kp3-cLPm6Rg/s220/summer1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2869496492687925135.post-3172574980882365859</id><published>2011-08-05T22:03:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-05T22:07:49.007-04:00</updated><title type='text'>1300 things to be greatful for, week 3</title><content type='html'>31. the calming hum of cicadas in the middle of the day&lt;br /&gt;32. money to buy new clothes&lt;br /&gt;33. Friends, old and new&lt;br /&gt;34. poetry&lt;br /&gt;35. the many people who inspire me&lt;br /&gt;36. crickets in the early hours of the night&lt;br /&gt;37. internet that works&lt;br /&gt;38. my little sister, who is teaching me how to become a better oldest sister&lt;br /&gt;39. books, and their endless amounts of entertainment&lt;br /&gt;40. pants that fit perfectly</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inconsistanthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/3172574980882365859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://inconsistanthoughts.blogspot.com/2011/08/1300-things-to-be-greatful-for-week-3.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2869496492687925135/posts/default/3172574980882365859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2869496492687925135/posts/default/3172574980882365859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inconsistanthoughts.blogspot.com/2011/08/1300-things-to-be-greatful-for-week-3.html' title='1300 things to be greatful for, week 3'/><author><name>Michaela kreidler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01061946645629635196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglexyAuw8mXwplzHB7gIPkOFoNn4A5fVmXiJmX-K1wEox6WmW-3BjYTgzDS0NIJsH8RhdJQycB8uvcBoO1gKW4mbtoUc8SHhIB367a8UDaNR-rVDr6vx_kp3-cLPm6Rg/s220/summer1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2869496492687925135.post-750065148814780450</id><published>2011-07-27T08:27:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-27T09:04:22.325-04:00</updated><title type='text'>1300 things to be greatful for, week 2</title><content type='html'>21. Learning new things that you never thought you&#39;d learn&lt;br /&gt;22. Sitting on the porch with neighbors, watching the sun set&lt;br /&gt;23. The beauty of sound&lt;br /&gt;24. A GREAT book&lt;br /&gt;25. The knowledge that there&#39;s SOMEONE out there that cares&lt;br /&gt;26. The sound of leaves in the wind&lt;br /&gt;27. My cats!&lt;br /&gt;28. Having a place (my blogs) where I can rant my feelings&lt;br /&gt;29. Shooting stars&lt;br /&gt;30. bug spray</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inconsistanthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/750065148814780450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://inconsistanthoughts.blogspot.com/2011/07/1300-things-to-be-greatful-for-week-2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2869496492687925135/posts/default/750065148814780450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2869496492687925135/posts/default/750065148814780450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inconsistanthoughts.blogspot.com/2011/07/1300-things-to-be-greatful-for-week-2.html' title='1300 things to be greatful for, week 2'/><author><name>Michaela kreidler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01061946645629635196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglexyAuw8mXwplzHB7gIPkOFoNn4A5fVmXiJmX-K1wEox6WmW-3BjYTgzDS0NIJsH8RhdJQycB8uvcBoO1gKW4mbtoUc8SHhIB367a8UDaNR-rVDr6vx_kp3-cLPm6Rg/s220/summer1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2869496492687925135.post-2387476888049321046</id><published>2011-07-26T11:19:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-26T11:39:04.005-04:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="angry"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="I don&#39;t like.."/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="it&#39;s not fair"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="rant"/><title type='text'>I hope no one reads this...</title><content type='html'>At least I hope none of my friends do... cuz I&#39;m gonna talk about them....&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight:bold;&quot;&gt;WARNING THIS IS A RANT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As my life has gone on and I&#39;ve been I guess... finding myself or whatever, Ive found that the more I learn about me, the less I REALLY know... and I think I know why.. It&#39;s my friends.. Don&#39;t get me wrong, I REALLY love them, I REALLY, REALLY do but it&#39;s almost like they&#39;re holding me back without knowing it. and this doesn&#39;t go for all of my friends, just a vast majority of them. It&#39;s really hard to become your authentic self when every time you&#39;re with your friends you&#39;re ridiculed. I know they don&#39;t mean it to be mean, but I don&#39;t like being called a dork for liking British TV shows and Broadway musicals. I don&#39;t like being called a nerd for actually liking books and having a GPA higher than a 3.0 OR for actually ENJOYING school (gasp! the horror!) and not moping around complaining how much I hate it. I don&#39;t like being told that my music I like is stupid and I should listen to songs where people are screaming like pigs about death and killing themselves. I don&#39;t like how I can&#39;t have a freaking intellectual conversation with basically ANY of my friends. I don&#39;t like that none of my friends care about how my life is going. I don&#39;t like that because I won&#39;t go out with any of the 5 guys that have asked me out I&#39;m called a bitch. I don&#39;t like that the only people who REALLY understand me are my mom and a girl I&#39;ve hung out with ONCE. I don&#39;t like how my friends have NO self-esteem and it makes me feel like a jerk because I &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight:bold;&quot;&gt;DO&lt;/span&gt;. I don&#39;t like how my friends joke about how weak I am. I don&#39;t like how I&#39;m basically made fun of EVERY SINGLE FREAKING DAY because I actually CARE how I do in school, I CARE about myself, I CARE ABOUT LIFE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I DON&#39;T LIKE HOW MY FRIENDS TREAT ME!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow... this got really angry, really fast... but anyways.. I&#39;m thinking I might need to find a couple new friends that can help me with my dilemma... all I can do now is pray that I can find some...</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inconsistanthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/2387476888049321046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://inconsistanthoughts.blogspot.com/2011/07/i-hope-no-one-reads-this.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2869496492687925135/posts/default/2387476888049321046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2869496492687925135/posts/default/2387476888049321046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inconsistanthoughts.blogspot.com/2011/07/i-hope-no-one-reads-this.html' title='I hope no one reads this...'/><author><name>Michaela kreidler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01061946645629635196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglexyAuw8mXwplzHB7gIPkOFoNn4A5fVmXiJmX-K1wEox6WmW-3BjYTgzDS0NIJsH8RhdJQycB8uvcBoO1gKW4mbtoUc8SHhIB367a8UDaNR-rVDr6vx_kp3-cLPm6Rg/s220/summer1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2869496492687925135.post-1549858139989305390</id><published>2011-07-24T17:30:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-24T17:36:39.306-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Taking the heat</title><content type='html'>I&#39;m not good at it... at all... It makes me cranky and easily angered and I don&#39;t like it.. murr... My family isn&#39;t good at living in the heat either my sister is screaming her head off because she&#39;s bored, my brother locked himself in his room because he&#39;s mad at my sister and I&#39;m about to snap... grr.. I wanna go somewhere but it&#39;s too hot to go anywhere and my body is like in a &quot;I don&#39;t want to move unless i absolutely have to because it&#39;s too damn hot&quot; mode so... ahhh!!! I need help D:</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inconsistanthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/1549858139989305390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://inconsistanthoughts.blogspot.com/2011/07/taking-heat.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2869496492687925135/posts/default/1549858139989305390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2869496492687925135/posts/default/1549858139989305390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inconsistanthoughts.blogspot.com/2011/07/taking-heat.html' title='Taking the heat'/><author><name>Michaela kreidler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01061946645629635196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglexyAuw8mXwplzHB7gIPkOFoNn4A5fVmXiJmX-K1wEox6WmW-3BjYTgzDS0NIJsH8RhdJQycB8uvcBoO1gKW4mbtoUc8SHhIB367a8UDaNR-rVDr6vx_kp3-cLPm6Rg/s220/summer1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2869496492687925135.post-3795236976561349367</id><published>2011-07-21T10:57:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-21T11:19:43.578-04:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="1300 things"/><title type='text'>1300 things to be greatful for, week 1</title><content type='html'>So, I&#39;ve decided to do this thing called &quot;1300 things to be grateful for&quot; I&#39;ll try to get on like.. once a week to post this segment, I think it&#39;ll be a good challenge and I&#39;ll do my best to keep up with this! sooooo here we go~&lt;br /&gt;1. a good cup of coffee&lt;br /&gt;2. a mother who is always there for you&lt;br /&gt;3. chocolate... yes, chocolate&lt;br /&gt;4. falling asleep to thunderstorms&lt;br /&gt;5. waking up to birds chirping&lt;br /&gt;6. having air conditioning in my room&lt;br /&gt;7. finding a friend who is like your &quot;soul mate&quot;&lt;br /&gt;8. a good cry&lt;br /&gt;9. a hand to hold when you need it most&lt;br /&gt;10.yoga&lt;br /&gt;11.Dr. Who&lt;br /&gt;12.great music to blast when you&#39;re in a bad mood&lt;br /&gt;13.a good book to curl up to&lt;br /&gt;14.Harry Potter&lt;br /&gt;15.The smell of the air after a storm&lt;br /&gt;16.A cool breeze when you need it most&lt;br /&gt;17.The feeling that you&#39;re flying when you bike down a hill really fast&lt;br /&gt;18.the color blue&lt;br /&gt;19.conversations that could go on for hours&lt;br /&gt;20.A perfect hair day</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inconsistanthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/3795236976561349367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://inconsistanthoughts.blogspot.com/2011/07/1300-things-to-be-greatful-for-week-1.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2869496492687925135/posts/default/3795236976561349367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2869496492687925135/posts/default/3795236976561349367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inconsistanthoughts.blogspot.com/2011/07/1300-things-to-be-greatful-for-week-1.html' title='1300 things to be greatful for, week 1'/><author><name>Michaela kreidler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01061946645629635196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglexyAuw8mXwplzHB7gIPkOFoNn4A5fVmXiJmX-K1wEox6WmW-3BjYTgzDS0NIJsH8RhdJQycB8uvcBoO1gKW4mbtoUc8SHhIB367a8UDaNR-rVDr6vx_kp3-cLPm6Rg/s220/summer1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2869496492687925135.post-7961728751951635682</id><published>2011-07-19T18:39:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-19T18:46:58.463-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Late on posting this but...</title><content type='html'>Just wanted to say Harry Potter was AWESOME! i had a great time. I went to the 12:02 showing on Friday Morning and got special harry potter 3D glasses, fun, fun, fun! It wasn&#39;t as much of a mind-blowing experience as the last movie, the crowd was ok i guess but last year they were INSANE and totally into character and I knew no one so it was kinda weird.. but the movie itself was good and it was good closure for me.. kinda sad though, it&#39;s been part of my life for the past 10-ish years and it&#39;s... over... SO.VERY.WEIRD!!! But other than Harry Potter I haven&#39;t had anything super exciting happen to me... so... yeah...&lt;br /&gt; more thoughts later~</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inconsistanthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/7961728751951635682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://inconsistanthoughts.blogspot.com/2011/07/late-on-posting-this-but.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2869496492687925135/posts/default/7961728751951635682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2869496492687925135/posts/default/7961728751951635682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inconsistanthoughts.blogspot.com/2011/07/late-on-posting-this-but.html' title='Late on posting this but...'/><author><name>Michaela kreidler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01061946645629635196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglexyAuw8mXwplzHB7gIPkOFoNn4A5fVmXiJmX-K1wEox6WmW-3BjYTgzDS0NIJsH8RhdJQycB8uvcBoO1gKW4mbtoUc8SHhIB367a8UDaNR-rVDr6vx_kp3-cLPm6Rg/s220/summer1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2869496492687925135.post-6041126964609039860</id><published>2011-07-13T14:13:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-13T14:21:09.475-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Conversations over coffe are awesome</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight:bold;&quot;&gt;Happy 100th post!!!! yay!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, Today I had one of the most fantastic days ever. I met a friend that I haven&#39;t seen all summer and had coffee, we started talking and OH. MY. GOSH. she was AMAZING to talk to! we started having a REALLY deep conversation (something I&#39;ve wanted from someone my age in FOREVER) unlike my group of friends she didn&#39;t shut down on me when we got to some really sensitive stuff, she was very open and WE BOTH GOT TO TALK! it wasn&#39;t all about me and it wasn&#39;t all about her, it was perfect... words cannot describe how fulfilling this conversation was... it was just... deep and just, so cleansing. I was biking home from having coffee and my soul just felt a billion times lighter. It&#39;s one thing to talk to someone older and &quot;wiser&quot; about stuff that&#39;s happened in the past and relating to it, but it&#39;s another thing to talk to someone my age and just to be completely 100% able to relate to things... ah... It was FANTASTIC!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just thought you should know :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more thoughts later~</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inconsistanthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/6041126964609039860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://inconsistanthoughts.blogspot.com/2011/07/conversations-over-coffe-are-awesome.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2869496492687925135/posts/default/6041126964609039860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2869496492687925135/posts/default/6041126964609039860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inconsistanthoughts.blogspot.com/2011/07/conversations-over-coffe-are-awesome.html' title='Conversations over coffe are awesome'/><author><name>Michaela kreidler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01061946645629635196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglexyAuw8mXwplzHB7gIPkOFoNn4A5fVmXiJmX-K1wEox6WmW-3BjYTgzDS0NIJsH8RhdJQycB8uvcBoO1gKW4mbtoUc8SHhIB367a8UDaNR-rVDr6vx_kp3-cLPm6Rg/s220/summer1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2869496492687925135.post-5630684039673278508</id><published>2011-07-11T21:33:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-11T21:48:47.523-04:00</updated><title type='text'>What I do at midnight</title><content type='html'>So I had a sleepover with a friend, the same friend I had that terrible scare with a while ago and the same friend that I haven&#39;t really talked to really at all since that happened... I missed her! So, we decided that we would sneak out last night during our sleepover after her grandparents went to sleep and walk around town/her neighborhood. So, if you haven&#39;t noticed from my past posts... I am NOT a rule breaker... I REALLY hate breaking rules.. and by sneaking out and walking around at midnight or so was breaking legal curfew... oooh terrible, I know... but she got me to leave and I was TOTALLY convinced that we would get caught by the police and get in trouble or get raped and murdered or something.. so basically I was paranoid for the beginning half of us walking around town. Most of the time we talked about things that didn&#39;t really matter that much, mostly it was how freaked out I was or how she felt the same way when she first sneaked out. We walked to the local park and sat on the swings, talked about music and how creepy those two cars in the parking lot of the park were, we could see the silhouette of SOMEONE in the front seat of one of the cars who was moving like crazy.. we took guesses about what he was doing (most of them were very inappropriate) but eventually we had to go because of being eaten up by bugs and the sudden urgency to pee, so we went home, took care of business and went back outside and looked at the stars. As I look back on this experience, I have to say it was one of the best I&#39;ve had... I just wanted to share it with all of you lovely people :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(P.S SO close to 100 posts!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more thoughts later~</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inconsistanthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/5630684039673278508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://inconsistanthoughts.blogspot.com/2011/07/what-i-do-at-midnight.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2869496492687925135/posts/default/5630684039673278508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2869496492687925135/posts/default/5630684039673278508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inconsistanthoughts.blogspot.com/2011/07/what-i-do-at-midnight.html' title='What I do at midnight'/><author><name>Michaela kreidler</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01061946645629635196</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglexyAuw8mXwplzHB7gIPkOFoNn4A5fVmXiJmX-K1wEox6WmW-3BjYTgzDS0NIJsH8RhdJQycB8uvcBoO1gKW4mbtoUc8SHhIB367a8UDaNR-rVDr6vx_kp3-cLPm6Rg/s220/summer1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>