<?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-18932333</id><updated>2011-12-03T08:46:29.400-05:00</updated><title type='text'>read between the lines</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disisbekier.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18932333/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disisbekier.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>kier</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02964800665345904441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b36/disisbekier/100_3923.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>81</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18932333.post-116670207950682923</id><published>2006-12-21T06:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-21T06:54:39.523-05:00</updated><title type='text'>WOOOOOOOOOOOOOO</title><content type='html'>i look dumb in ALL of the pics from one year ago today.&lt;br /&gt;but if it matters, i was going to put a picture up of my birthday as a freshman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18932333-116670207950682923?l=disisbekier.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disisbekier.blogspot.com/feeds/116670207950682923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18932333&amp;postID=116670207950682923' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18932333/posts/default/116670207950682923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18932333/posts/default/116670207950682923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disisbekier.blogspot.com/2006/12/woooooooooooooo.html' title='WOOOOOOOOOOOOOO'/><author><name>kier</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02964800665345904441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b36/disisbekier/100_3923.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18932333.post-116640948167549937</id><published>2006-12-17T21:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-17T21:38:01.693-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:180%;" &gt;dumb &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18932333-116640948167549937?l=disisbekier.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disisbekier.blogspot.com/feeds/116640948167549937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18932333&amp;postID=116640948167549937' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18932333/posts/default/116640948167549937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18932333/posts/default/116640948167549937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disisbekier.blogspot.com/2006/12/dumb.html' title=''/><author><name>kier</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02964800665345904441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b36/disisbekier/100_3923.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18932333.post-116598040206142335</id><published>2006-12-12T22:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-12T22:26:42.086-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7840/1863/1600/13783/DSC01113.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7840/1863/320/497896/DSC01113.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;so. the show is done. its in the past. thats so weird to think. some of my best friends have one show left. the theatre department as i know it is diminishing. how weird to say. they will be gone. hdjkglhlhagj&lt;br /&gt;so, we're not even going to think about that right now.&lt;br /&gt;sleeping has been the majority of my life lately. all the time. i like it, because i like to sleep. its a glorious invention.&lt;br /&gt;in other news.&lt;br /&gt;this glorious thing will be placed in my hands in 9 days:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.circuitcity.com/IMAGE/product/detail/apl/PC.APL.MA003LLA.CT.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://www.circuitcity.com/IMAGE/product/detail/apl/PC.APL.MA003LLA.CT.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;and i cannot wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;love,kier&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18932333-116598040206142335?l=disisbekier.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disisbekier.blogspot.com/feeds/116598040206142335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18932333&amp;postID=116598040206142335' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18932333/posts/default/116598040206142335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18932333/posts/default/116598040206142335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disisbekier.blogspot.com/2006/12/so.html' title=''/><author><name>kier</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02964800665345904441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b36/disisbekier/100_3923.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18932333.post-116501497306126728</id><published>2006-12-01T17:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-01T18:16:13.103-05:00</updated><title type='text'>another post...already?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;yeah &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www1.istockphoto.com/file_thumbview_approve/347473/2/istockphoto_347473_dreaming_girl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://www1.istockphoto.com/file_thumbview_approve/347473/2/istockphoto_347473_dreaming_girl.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and today was absolutely &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;GLORIOUS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i slept for sooo long. and i did so much homework.&lt;br /&gt;I LOOOOVE IT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tonight i am experiencing this magical thing with my family:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://us.movies1.yimg.com/movies.yahoo.com/images/hv/photo/movie_pix/warner_brothers/happy_feet/elijah_wood/happyfeet3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://us.movies1.yimg.com/movies.yahoo.com/images/hv/photo/movie_pix/warner_brothers/happy_feet/elijah_wood/happyfeet3.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and tomorrow, a familiar face is being introduced once again...because...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WE ARE LESS THAN A WEEK FROM SHOW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18932333-116501497306126728?l=disisbekier.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disisbekier.blogspot.com/feeds/116501497306126728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18932333&amp;postID=116501497306126728' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18932333/posts/default/116501497306126728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18932333/posts/default/116501497306126728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disisbekier.blogspot.com/2006/12/another-postalready.html' title='another post...already?'/><author><name>kier</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02964800665345904441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b36/disisbekier/100_3923.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18932333.post-116476861342825923</id><published>2006-11-28T21:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-28T23:40:51.710-05:00</updated><title type='text'>drained</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://images.google.com/images?q=tbn:4c7a6BH-fi5X9M:http://www.jurgennation.com/imagination/photos/drained.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://images.google.com/images?q=tbn:4c7a6BH-fi5X9M:http://www.jurgennation.com/imagination/photos/drained.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;hjksahkjdhfgkjdhkjlhgkjlha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;honestly...&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; i feel as though there is not one aspect of my life where i am just awake. i am tired in every way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love, kier&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18932333-116476861342825923?l=disisbekier.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disisbekier.blogspot.com/feeds/116476861342825923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18932333&amp;postID=116476861342825923' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18932333/posts/default/116476861342825923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18932333/posts/default/116476861342825923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disisbekier.blogspot.com/2006/11/drained.html' title='drained'/><author><name>kier</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02964800665345904441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b36/disisbekier/100_3923.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18932333.post-116386210416924220</id><published>2006-11-18T08:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-18T10:01:44.300-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0000245/"&gt;Lovelace&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;: Turn to the penguin next to you... and give him a great big hug!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0101603/"&gt;Raul&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;: [&lt;i class="fine"&gt;Ramón is hugging Raul&lt;/i&gt;] What'chu hugging me for?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0000245/"&gt;Ramón&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;: He told me to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0101603/"&gt;Raul&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;: Get away!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0000245/"&gt;Ramón&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;: No, you like it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://z.about.com/d/movies/1/0/X/A/8/happyfeet2006preview.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://z.about.com/d/movies/1/0/X/A/8/happyfeet2006preview.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0000245/"&gt;Ramón&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;: [&lt;i class="fine"&gt;in response to Mumble's horrible singing&lt;/i&gt;] Yeah, I heard an animal once do that, but then they rolled him over and he was dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;YOU NEED TO SEE THIS!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18932333-116386210416924220?l=disisbekier.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disisbekier.blogspot.com/feeds/116386210416924220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18932333&amp;postID=116386210416924220' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18932333/posts/default/116386210416924220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18932333/posts/default/116386210416924220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disisbekier.blogspot.com/2006/11/lovelace-turn-to-penguin-next-to-you.html' title=''/><author><name>kier</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02964800665345904441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b36/disisbekier/100_3923.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18932333.post-116326518015160336</id><published>2006-11-11T12:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T12:13:00.173-05:00</updated><title type='text'>if i was a cat i would kill myself. i dont like cats.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.lib.umich.edu/knc/classes/CSS/layersworkshopfiles/bgabstract-waves.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://www.lib.umich.edu/knc/classes/CSS/layersworkshopfiles/bgabstract-waves.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ummm&lt;br /&gt;mostly people just dont make entries when they dont have anything to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats not me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so...i dont  have anything to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im home...?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay.&lt;br /&gt;bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18932333-116326518015160336?l=disisbekier.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disisbekier.blogspot.com/feeds/116326518015160336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18932333&amp;postID=116326518015160336' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18932333/posts/default/116326518015160336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18932333/posts/default/116326518015160336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disisbekier.blogspot.com/2006/11/if-i-was-cat-i-would-kill-myself-i.html' title='if i was a cat i would kill myself. i dont like cats.'/><author><name>kier</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02964800665345904441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b36/disisbekier/100_3923.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18932333.post-116224393989516071</id><published>2006-10-30T16:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T16:33:26.056-05:00</updated><title type='text'>look, another picture!</title><content type='html'>seeing as i dont post entries with pictures enough, i felt like this was nessicary. (haha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7840/1863/1600/100_1956.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7840/1863/320/100_1956.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, so i will just make a list again.&lt;br /&gt;1. i like the people that are in this picture, i think that they are cool.&lt;br /&gt;2. i like each of our individual faces, clearly we are undecided as to what we need to look like.&lt;br /&gt;3. beth is being marilyn monroe, like she should be.&lt;br /&gt;4. alli is just taking a picture.&lt;br /&gt;5. and myself, well, i was...distracted...i guess. haha. obviously there was another wax figure i was either very fond of...or...i dont even know.&lt;br /&gt;6. this was from NEW YORK. and I AM MORE IN LOVE WITH THAT PLACE THAN ANYONE WILL EVER KNOW.&lt;br /&gt;7.tomorrow is halloween and i dont know what i am doing yet.&lt;br /&gt;its undecided.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"YOU GOT PEELED"&lt;br /&gt;i dont know if you guys remember that, but i just thought of it today and thought i would share.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am continuing my reading of "mere christianity" (once i try to not leave it at the church all the time...) and i looooove reading it. i am maybe on the 3rd chapter and i think its so interesting. human nature is a cool thing to read about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;speaking of books...tizz... i was looking at some pics and they are defenitly good for a book, but we will also need to find some new ones...i will take some nice shots in and on the way to NYC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay.&lt;br /&gt;this was longer than i thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nazi Grandma: kinda&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just thought i would throw that one out there.&lt;br /&gt;okay, i am done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOVE, KIERRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18932333-116224393989516071?l=disisbekier.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disisbekier.blogspot.com/feeds/116224393989516071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18932333&amp;postID=116224393989516071' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18932333/posts/default/116224393989516071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18932333/posts/default/116224393989516071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disisbekier.blogspot.com/2006/10/look-another-picture.html' title='look, another picture!'/><author><name>kier</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02964800665345904441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b36/disisbekier/100_3923.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18932333.post-116198235020446064</id><published>2006-10-27T16:52:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-27T16:52:30.213-04:00</updated><title type='text'>YERTIUKUJKYDKFG</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7840/1863/640/100_4178.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CLEAR: all; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7840/1863/320/100_4178.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18932333-116198235020446064?l=disisbekier.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disisbekier.blogspot.com/feeds/116198235020446064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18932333&amp;postID=116198235020446064' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18932333/posts/default/116198235020446064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18932333/posts/default/116198235020446064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disisbekier.blogspot.com/2006/10/yertiukujkydkfg.html' title='YERTIUKUJKYDKFG'/><author><name>kier</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02964800665345904441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b36/disisbekier/100_3923.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18932333.post-116165198169260533</id><published>2006-10-23T21:04:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-23T21:06:21.703-04:00</updated><title type='text'>hahahaha</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7840/1863/640/100_3532.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CLEAR: all; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7840/1863/320/100_3532.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just happened upon this pic&lt;br /&gt;im in love&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;soo...thats my story.&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18932333-116165198169260533?l=disisbekier.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disisbekier.blogspot.com/feeds/116165198169260533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18932333&amp;postID=116165198169260533' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18932333/posts/default/116165198169260533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18932333/posts/default/116165198169260533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disisbekier.blogspot.com/2006/10/hahahaha.html' title='hahahaha'/><author><name>kier</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02964800665345904441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b36/disisbekier/100_3923.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18932333.post-116111946600037572</id><published>2006-10-17T17:10:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-23T21:14:57.183-04:00</updated><title type='text'>if you call me braceface i will call you a liar!</title><content type='html'>(pictures coming...now?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7840/1863/1600/MidlandNE003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7840/1863/320/MidlandNE003.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats with my reatiner btw&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;llllllllloveeeeeeeeeeeeeee&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18932333-116111946600037572?l=disisbekier.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disisbekier.blogspot.com/feeds/116111946600037572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18932333&amp;postID=116111946600037572' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18932333/posts/default/116111946600037572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18932333/posts/default/116111946600037572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disisbekier.blogspot.com/2006/10/if-you-call-me-braceface-i-will-call.html' title='if you call me braceface i will call you a liar!'/><author><name>kier</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02964800665345904441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b36/disisbekier/100_3923.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18932333.post-116049090220785490</id><published>2006-10-10T10:27:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-10T10:40:43.920-04:00</updated><title type='text'>sorry for the post again. i made one last night too! i am home sick, and this is what i look like:</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.scienceonestop.com/article_images/293_cold099005a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://www.scienceonestop.com/article_images/293_cold099005a.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;yepp. thats me. i have been sleeping a lot. and i decided to stay home today because it is jean day for spirit week and i dont care about that one. tomorrow is hat day though, so i will be better for that one.&lt;br /&gt;i cant wait for homecoming because its a fun time.&lt;br /&gt;like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7840/1863/1600/IMG_0097.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7840/1863/320/IMG_0097.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7840/1863/1600/DSCF2756.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18932333-116049090220785490?l=disisbekier.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disisbekier.blogspot.com/feeds/116049090220785490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18932333&amp;postID=116049090220785490' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18932333/posts/default/116049090220785490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18932333/posts/default/116049090220785490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disisbekier.blogspot.com/2006/10/sorry-for-post-again-i-made-one-last.html' title='sorry for the post again. i made one last night too! i am home sick, and this is what i look like:'/><author><name>kier</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02964800665345904441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b36/disisbekier/100_3923.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18932333.post-116043346823312337</id><published>2006-10-09T18:36:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-09T18:37:48.250-04:00</updated><title type='text'>we don't even have a hawk pride day for spirit week.how laaaame.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://forsan.esc18.net/FishbackBob/Funny%20Pics/Hair.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://forsan.esc18.net/FishbackBob/Funny%20Pics/Hair.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18932333-116043346823312337?l=disisbekier.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disisbekier.blogspot.com/feeds/116043346823312337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18932333&amp;postID=116043346823312337' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18932333/posts/default/116043346823312337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18932333/posts/default/116043346823312337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disisbekier.blogspot.com/2006/10/we-dont-even-have-hawk-pride-day-for.html' title='we don&apos;t even have a hawk pride day for spirit week.how laaaame.'/><author><name>kier</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02964800665345904441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b36/disisbekier/100_3923.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18932333.post-115991746767593678</id><published>2006-10-03T19:13:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-03T19:17:47.706-04:00</updated><title type='text'>i do not want to write this paper, do this physics, or do this precalc!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>and i&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.pixyland.org/peterpan/Imagez/cd/cdFrontCvr.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://www.pixyland.org/peterpan/Imagez/cd/cdFrontCvr.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; dont even feel well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18932333-115991746767593678?l=disisbekier.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disisbekier.blogspot.com/feeds/115991746767593678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18932333&amp;postID=115991746767593678' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18932333/posts/default/115991746767593678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18932333/posts/default/115991746767593678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disisbekier.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-do-not-want-to-write-this-paper-do.html' title='i do not want to write this paper, do this physics, or do this precalc!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>kier</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02964800665345904441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b36/disisbekier/100_3923.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18932333.post-115962845051544265</id><published>2006-09-30T10:56:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-30T11:00:50.533-04:00</updated><title type='text'>so i know that this is the second post that i have made recently and i may be posting to much but i miss this and i wanted to say that i am excited</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7840/1863/1600/100_0724.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7840/1863/320/100_0724.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18932333-115962845051544265?l=disisbekier.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disisbekier.blogspot.com/feeds/115962845051544265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18932333&amp;postID=115962845051544265' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18932333/posts/default/115962845051544265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18932333/posts/default/115962845051544265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disisbekier.blogspot.com/2006/09/so-i-know-that-this-is-second-post.html' title='so i know that this is the second post that i have made recently and i may be posting to much but i miss this and i wanted to say that i am excited'/><author><name>kier</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02964800665345904441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b36/disisbekier/100_3923.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18932333.post-115948778324913712</id><published>2006-09-28T19:49:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-28T19:58:00.806-04:00</updated><title type='text'>i feel like this picture has its needs...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;the need of a blog entry...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7840/1863/1600/worm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7840/1863/320/worm.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see, this is a funny thing. there are many things i like about this picture...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;one-&lt;/span&gt; its with jacqueline&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;two-&lt;/span&gt; it makes me think of snowdoubt... and if you dont understand... this happened at snowdoubt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;three- &lt;/span&gt;there is a huge zit on my chin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;four-&lt;/span&gt; jacquelines face. its a good one, and she makes it a lot and looks cute so i like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;five-&lt;/span&gt; my face. just cause i dont think i could pull it off again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;six-&lt;/span&gt; the obvious randomness of the timing of the picture. i was defenitly eating a gummy worm and wouldnt stop to take a picture, so i continued.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;seven-&lt;/span&gt;the fact that my fingers look a little bit swollen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;eight-&lt;/span&gt; my hat. i am in love with that hat and i dont care if you dont like it cause that is not going to stop me from wearing it on a regular basis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;nine-&lt;/span&gt;i didnt know how to pluck eyebrows at this point in my life and they were very far apart on my head....i thought it was normal.&lt;br /&gt;and...i guess its not. or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ten-&lt;/span&gt; the fact that this same thing prolly will happen again tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;honestly, i really just thought of those things as i went along. i havent studied it a lot... i just like it.hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well...... later gaters.&lt;br /&gt;love, kier&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18932333-115948778324913712?l=disisbekier.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disisbekier.blogspot.com/feeds/115948778324913712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18932333&amp;postID=115948778324913712' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18932333/posts/default/115948778324913712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18932333/posts/default/115948778324913712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disisbekier.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-feel-like-this-picture-has-its-needs_28.html' title='i feel like this picture has its needs...'/><author><name>kier</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02964800665345904441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b36/disisbekier/100_3923.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18932333.post-115880274006852940</id><published>2006-09-20T21:38:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-20T21:39:00.083-04:00</updated><title type='text'>pretend that the soccer ball is a wall:</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.carosi.freeserve.co.uk/corshamreferee/images/dopey/dopeybmp.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://www.carosi.freeserve.co.uk/corshamreferee/images/dopey/dopeybmp.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18932333-115880274006852940?l=disisbekier.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disisbekier.blogspot.com/feeds/115880274006852940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18932333&amp;postID=115880274006852940' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18932333/posts/default/115880274006852940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18932333/posts/default/115880274006852940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disisbekier.blogspot.com/2006/09/pretend-that-soccer-ball-is-wall.html' title='pretend that the soccer ball is a wall:'/><author><name>kier</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02964800665345904441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b36/disisbekier/100_3923.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18932333.post-115786227294465609</id><published>2006-09-10T00:23:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-10T00:24:32.953-04:00</updated><title type='text'>i love sisters...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7840/1863/640/100_4021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CLEAR: all; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7840/1863/320/100_4021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i also love food. and seeing as this was at a restaurant...life couldnt get any better.&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18932333-115786227294465609?l=disisbekier.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disisbekier.blogspot.com/feeds/115786227294465609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18932333&amp;postID=115786227294465609' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18932333/posts/default/115786227294465609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18932333/posts/default/115786227294465609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disisbekier.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-love-sisters.html' title='i love sisters...'/><author><name>kier</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02964800665345904441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b36/disisbekier/100_3923.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18932333.post-115742139218933061</id><published>2006-09-04T21:29:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-04T21:56:32.210-04:00</updated><title type='text'>summers over?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7840/1863/1600/100_3639.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7840/1863/320/100_3639.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7840/1863/1600/100_36941.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7840/1863/320/100_36941.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7840/1863/1600/Picture%20026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7840/1863/320/Picture%20026.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7840/1863/1600/mail15.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7840/1863/320/mail15.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7840/1863/1600/100_3961.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7840/1863/320/100_3961.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7840/1863/1600/n11403733_30196944_503.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7840/1863/320/n11403733_30196944_503.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7840/1863/1600/101_1254.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7840/1863/320/101_1254.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7840/1863/1600/100_3954.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7840/1863/320/100_3954.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7840/1863/1600/100_3600.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7840/1863/320/100_3600.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7840/1863/1600/100_3544.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7840/1863/320/100_3544.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7840/1863/1600/100_3532.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7840/1863/320/100_3532.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;NEVER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;love, kier&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18932333-115742139218933061?l=disisbekier.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disisbekier.blogspot.com/feeds/115742139218933061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18932333&amp;postID=115742139218933061' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18932333/posts/default/115742139218933061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18932333/posts/default/115742139218933061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disisbekier.blogspot.com/2006/09/summers-over.html' title='summers over?'/><author><name>kier</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02964800665345904441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b36/disisbekier/100_3923.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18932333.post-115704198627746324</id><published>2006-08-31T12:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-31T12:39:22.440-04:00</updated><title type='text'>spontaneouly....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;combusted?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; or &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went up north with hannah watson for the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt; weekend?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7840/1863/1600/100_2883.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7840/1863/320/100_2883.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7840/1863/1600/100_2884.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7840/1863/320/100_2884.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you decide.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18932333-115704198627746324?l=disisbekier.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disisbekier.blogspot.com/feeds/115704198627746324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18932333&amp;postID=115704198627746324' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18932333/posts/default/115704198627746324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18932333/posts/default/115704198627746324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disisbekier.blogspot.com/2006/08/spontaneouly.html' title='spontaneouly....'/><author><name>kier</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02964800665345904441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b36/disisbekier/100_3923.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18932333.post-115663168413404667</id><published>2006-08-26T18:27:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-26T18:34:44.146-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Stay: Alison Krauss</title><content type='html'>Where have you been,&lt;br /&gt;My long lost friend?&lt;br /&gt;It's good to see you again.&lt;br /&gt;Come and sit for a while&lt;br /&gt;I've missed your smile&lt;br /&gt;Today the past is goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;Time can't erase&lt;br /&gt;A lover's embrace.&lt;br /&gt;Can't you hear it calling?&lt;br /&gt;A new day dawning&lt;br /&gt;You were longing to find.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love's taken you far&lt;br /&gt;Away from my heart,&lt;br /&gt;And I've been here all alone.&lt;br /&gt;Have your eyes failed to find&lt;br /&gt;What took you from mine,&lt;br /&gt;A vision that's faded through time?&lt;br /&gt;But you sailed away,&lt;br /&gt;A fine summer's day,&lt;br /&gt;Cause you heard it calling,&lt;br /&gt;A new day dawning,&lt;br /&gt;You were longing to find.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a way to make you stay.&lt;br /&gt;Darlin don't turn away&lt;br /&gt;Don't doubt your heart&lt;br /&gt;and keep us apart&lt;br /&gt;I'm right where you are&lt;br /&gt;Stay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a way to make you stay.&lt;br /&gt;Darlin don't turn away.&lt;br /&gt;Don't doubt your heart&lt;br /&gt;and keep us apart&lt;br /&gt;I'm right where you are&lt;br /&gt;Stay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry my posts are just songs. but they are good songs and they make me remember alli, and alicia, and carolyn. and family.&lt;br /&gt;i like that.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is a good picture:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7840/1863/1600/101_1267.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7840/1863/320/101_1267.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"profile please."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. i laughed at that one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, check you guys later.&lt;br /&gt;love, kier&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18932333-115663168413404667?l=disisbekier.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disisbekier.blogspot.com/feeds/115663168413404667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18932333&amp;postID=115663168413404667' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18932333/posts/default/115663168413404667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18932333/posts/default/115663168413404667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disisbekier.blogspot.com/2006/08/stay-alison-krauss.html' title='Stay: Alison Krauss'/><author><name>kier</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02964800665345904441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b36/disisbekier/100_3923.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18932333.post-115627624990023696</id><published>2006-08-22T15:50:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-22T15:50:49.916-04:00</updated><title type='text'>ben folds: still fighting it</title><content type='html'>Good morning, son.&lt;br /&gt;I am a bird&lt;br /&gt;Wearing a brown polyester shirt&lt;br /&gt;You want a coke?&lt;br /&gt;Maybe some fries?&lt;br /&gt;The roast beef combo's only $9.95&lt;br /&gt;It's okay, you don't have to pay&lt;br /&gt;I've got all the change&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Everybody knows&lt;br /&gt;It hurts to grow up&lt;br /&gt;And everybody does&lt;br /&gt;It's so weird to be back here&lt;br /&gt;Let me tell you what&lt;br /&gt;The years go on and&lt;br /&gt;We're still fighting it, we're still fighting it&lt;br /&gt;And you're so much like me&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good morning, son&lt;br /&gt;In twenty years from now&lt;br /&gt;Maybe we'll both sit down and have a few beers&lt;br /&gt;And I can tell you 'bout today&lt;br /&gt;And how I picked you up and everything changed&lt;br /&gt;It was pain&lt;br /&gt;Sunny days and rain&lt;br /&gt;I knew you'd feel the same things&lt;br /&gt;Everybody knows&lt;br /&gt;It sucks to grow up&lt;br /&gt;And everybody does&lt;br /&gt;It's so weird to be back here.&lt;br /&gt;Let me tell you what&lt;br /&gt;The years go on and&lt;br /&gt;We're still fighting it, we're still fighting it&lt;br /&gt;You'll try and try and one day you'll fly&lt;br /&gt;Away from me&lt;br /&gt;Good morning, son&lt;br /&gt;I am a bird&lt;br /&gt;It was pain&lt;br /&gt;Sunny days and rain&lt;br /&gt;I knew you'd feel the same things&lt;br /&gt;Everybody knows&lt;br /&gt;It hurts to grow up&lt;br /&gt;And everybody does&lt;br /&gt;It's so weird to be back here.&lt;br /&gt;Let me tell you what&lt;br /&gt;The years go on and&lt;br /&gt;We're still fighting it, we're still fighting it&lt;br /&gt;Oh, we're still fighting it, we're still fighting it&lt;br /&gt;And you're so much like me&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18932333-115627624990023696?l=disisbekier.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disisbekier.blogspot.com/feeds/115627624990023696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18932333&amp;postID=115627624990023696' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18932333/posts/default/115627624990023696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18932333/posts/default/115627624990023696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disisbekier.blogspot.com/2006/08/ben-folds-still-fighting-it.html' title='ben folds: still fighting it'/><author><name>kier</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02964800665345904441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b36/disisbekier/100_3923.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18932333.post-115618409456092514</id><published>2006-08-21T14:13:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-21T14:14:54.566-04:00</updated><title type='text'>i love her.</title><content type='html'>&lt;A HREF='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7840/1863/640/101_1195.jpg'&gt;&lt;IMG SRC='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7840/1863/320/101_1195.jpg' border=0 alt='' style='clear:all;float:left;margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; cursor:hand'&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18932333-115618409456092514?l=disisbekier.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disisbekier.blogspot.com/feeds/115618409456092514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18932333&amp;postID=115618409456092514' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18932333/posts/default/115618409456092514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18932333/posts/default/115618409456092514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disisbekier.blogspot.com/2006/08/i-love-her.html' title='i love her.'/><author><name>kier</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02964800665345904441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b36/disisbekier/100_3923.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18932333.post-115577070929930121</id><published>2006-08-16T19:19:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-17T10:19:10.746-04:00</updated><title type='text'>tonight i will be partaking in this...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://xdd.xanga.com/f4aa1263c5d3044621528/b26269150.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 263px;" src="http://xdd.xanga.com/f4aa1263c5d3044621528/b26269150.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.lasplash.com/artman/uploads/finale_of_high_school_musical.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 257px; height: 186px;" src="http://www.lasplash.com/artman/uploads/finale_of_high_school_musical.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;                                                     &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kierstin= extremely happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well. it went well. and i would have finished this post earlier if an unknown operator hadnt called me and scared my life into a million little pieces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on another note. goodnight and farewell to all.&lt;br /&gt;love, kier&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18932333-115577070929930121?l=disisbekier.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disisbekier.blogspot.com/feeds/115577070929930121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18932333&amp;postID=115577070929930121' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18932333/posts/default/115577070929930121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18932333/posts/default/115577070929930121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disisbekier.blogspot.com/2006/08/tonight-i-will-be-partaking-in-this.html' title='tonight i will be partaking in this...'/><author><name>kier</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02964800665345904441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b36/disisbekier/100_3923.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18932333.post-115527569324464947</id><published>2006-08-11T01:13:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-11T01:54:53.276-04:00</updated><title type='text'>well, if abigail said that her survey is a result of me, i figure i better actually do the survey. really, i dont know why its a result of me...</title><content type='html'>but thats alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Series 1-8&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" align="center" valign="top"&gt;&lt;b&gt;[ series 1 ]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="right" valign="top"&gt;Name:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;kierstin &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="right" valign="top"&gt;Birthday:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;december 21st&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="right" valign="top"&gt;Birthplace:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Bay City&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="right" valign="top"&gt;Current Location:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt; well, you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="right" valign="top"&gt;Eye Color:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;hazel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="right" valign="top"&gt;Hair Color:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;light brown?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="right" valign="top"&gt;Righty or Lefty:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;right-e &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="right" valign="top"&gt;Zodiac Sign:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;sagittarius&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="right" valign="top"&gt;Font:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;usually the plain one just very small&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" align="center" valign="top"&gt;&lt;b&gt;*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" align="center" valign="top"&gt;&lt;b&gt;[ series 2 - your favorite ]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="right" valign="top"&gt;Music:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt; the great kind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="right" valign="top"&gt;Cartoon:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;either the toy storys, mulan, lion king or little mermaid&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="right" valign="top"&gt;Color:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;umm blues and greens and browns&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="right" valign="top"&gt;Car:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;red convertible&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="right" valign="top"&gt;Slushy Flavor:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;um, slurpee  would be  starting with cherry, the blue rasberry, then one more round of that. then a blue upsidedown straw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="right" valign="top"&gt;Magazine:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;one that is kindly placed in front of me in my time of need of a magazine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="right" valign="top"&gt;TV Show:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Friends or The Office&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="right" valign="top"&gt;Song at the Moment:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;at the moment=starlite diner&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="right" valign="top"&gt;Language:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;english is easiest for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="right" valign="top"&gt;Spice Girl:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;i liked the one with blonde hair, baby spice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="right" valign="top"&gt;Food &amp; Beverage:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;slurpees&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Dr. P&lt;/span&gt;, sierra  mist&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="right" valign="top"&gt;Subject in School:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;lunch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="right" valign="top"&gt;Weekend Activity:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;hanging out. you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="right" valign="top"&gt;Frozen Yogurt:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt; prolly something either chocolate or strawberry&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" align="center" valign="top"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;Rollercoaster: X-Flight at Geauga Lake in OHIOOO&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" align="center" valign="top"&gt;&lt;b&gt;[ series 3 - what is ]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="right" valign="top"&gt;Your most overused phrase:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;whatev. its really a phrase. oh, or "you gerk"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="right" valign="top"&gt;First thing you thought when you woke up:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;i have to call someone&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="right" valign="top"&gt;Last image/thought you go to sleep with:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;i love my bed. and roger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="right" valign="top"&gt;First feature you notice of opposite sex:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;hair and eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="right" valign="top"&gt;Best name for a Butler:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;walter &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="right" valign="top"&gt;Wussiest Sport:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;football &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="right" valign="top"&gt;Your best feature:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;my pinky fingers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="right" valign="top"&gt;Your greatest fear:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;sharks, clowns, spiders, you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="right" valign="top"&gt;Your greatest accomplishment:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;everything that i try for and acheive, cause i cant think of one right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="right" valign="top"&gt;Your most missed memory:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;prolly gilligans island with my grandpa, the climbing tree at the blue house, and all the fun things we did with the langes daily. like stand in mud and football and dolls and stuff. a lot of things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" align="center" valign="top"&gt;&lt;b&gt;*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" align="center" valign="top"&gt;&lt;b&gt;[ series 4 - you prefer ]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="right" valign="top"&gt;Pepsi or Coke:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;dr pepper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="right" valign="top"&gt;McDonald's or Burger King:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;i have to say BK food but MOST defenitly MickeyDs dessert&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="right" valign="top"&gt;Single or Group Dates:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;they are prolly both good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="right" valign="top"&gt;Adidas or Nike:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;adidas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="right" valign="top"&gt;Chicken nuggets or Chicken fingers:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;depends on where you are coming from&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="right" valign="top"&gt;Dogs or Cats:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt; eddie?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="right" valign="top"&gt;Rugrats or Doug:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;between the two? doug.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="right" valign="top"&gt;Single or Taken:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt; just single.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="right" valign="top"&gt;Monica or Brandy:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt; monica? brandy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="right" valign="top"&gt;Tupac or Jay-Z:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt; jay z most likely&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="right" valign="top"&gt;Shania Twain or LeAnn Rhymes:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt; LeAnn Rhymes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="right" valign="top"&gt;Lipton Ice Tea or Nestea:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;ewwwwwwwww &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="right" valign="top"&gt;One pillow or Two:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;usually one. sometimes 2. depends on how i feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="right" valign="top"&gt;Chocolate or Vanilla:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;chocolate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="right" valign="top"&gt;Hot chocolate or Hot cocoa:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt; hot chocolate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="right" valign="top"&gt;Cappucino or Coffee:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt; actually, prolly coffee. i am surprising myself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" align="center" valign="top"&gt;&lt;b&gt;*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" align="center" valign="top"&gt;&lt;b&gt;[ series 5 - do you ]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="right" valign="top"&gt;Shower everyday:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;ehh. haha. joke. yes, i do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="right" valign="top"&gt;Have a crush:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;who knows. not me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="right" valign="top"&gt;Think you've been in love:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;no &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="right" valign="top"&gt;Want to go to college:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;youre mom goes to college and i do want to too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="right" valign="top"&gt;Like high school:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;as much as you can like school&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="right" valign="top"&gt;Want to get married:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;well...eh...joke again. yes, i do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="right" valign="top"&gt;Type correctly:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;yes, most of the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="right" valign="top"&gt;Believe in yourself:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;i try to for the most part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="right" valign="top"&gt;Have any tattoos? Where:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt; not at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="right" valign="top"&gt;Have any piercings? Where:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt; yeah, my ears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="right" valign="top"&gt;Get motion sickness:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;used to, but i grew out of it. i dont know how that even works.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="right" valign="top"&gt;Think you're a health freak:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;freak? no. maybe i am a health. why the heck would you ask someone if they are a freak. meany.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="right" valign="top"&gt;Get along with your parents:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;yes, mainly everyday of my life. i dont like arguments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="right" valign="top"&gt;Like thunderstorms:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;more than you know!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" align="center" valign="top"&gt;&lt;b&gt;*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" align="center" valign="top"&gt;&lt;b&gt;[ series 6 - the future ]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="right" valign="top"&gt;Age your plan to be married:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;i dont plan that far ahead!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="right" valign="top"&gt;Number and names of children:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;um. i wouldnt mind 2 and maybe peyton for the girl and carter for the boy. but,  i havent thought much about it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="right" valign="top"&gt;Where will you be at age 20:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;hopefully in NYC, California, or China&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="right" valign="top"&gt;Dream wedding:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;i like yellow lilies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="right" valign="top"&gt;How do you want to die:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;laughing, saving someones life, or killing chris grazul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="right" valign="top"&gt;Dream job:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;photographer &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="right" valign="top"&gt;Country you'd like to visit:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Italy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" align="center" valign="top"&gt;&lt;b&gt;*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" align="center" valign="top"&gt;&lt;b&gt;[ series 7 - opposite sex ]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="right" valign="top"&gt;Best eye color:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;i dont have a preference.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="right" valign="top"&gt;Best hair color:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;whatever looks better on the human.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="right" valign="top"&gt;Short or long hair:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;depends on the person. mostly medium.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="right" valign="top"&gt;Best height:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;taller than myself, however much doesnt matter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="right" valign="top"&gt;Best weight:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;the kind that they are pleased with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="right" valign="top"&gt;Best clothes:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt; whatever they want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="right" valign="top"&gt;Best first date location:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;it doesnt matter really. someplace fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="right" valign="top"&gt;Best first kiss location:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;umm...cheek or lips? what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" align="center" valign="top"&gt;&lt;b&gt;*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*.*&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" align="center" valign="top"&gt;&lt;b&gt;[ series 8 - other ]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="right" valign="top"&gt;Last time you slept with a stuffed animal:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;last time i slept.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="right" valign="top"&gt;Rings before you answer the phone:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;depends on what i am doing. a few usually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="right" valign="top"&gt;What's on your mousepad:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;F.R.I.E.N.D.S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="right" valign="top"&gt;How many houses you've lived in:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="right" valign="top"&gt;How many schools you've gone to:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="right" valign="top"&gt;Bedroom carpet color:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;burgundyish&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="right" valign="top"&gt;Shave your head for $5,000?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;never&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="right" valign="top"&gt;Stranded on a desert island. Take three things:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;um, a genie. i would take one thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="right" valign="top"&gt;Best time of your life so far:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt; holy cow. i want to give you an award if you read it. congratulations. you did it.&lt;br /&gt;alright, in other news. i am kierstin and you are the human reading this and really i am only saying what i think of at this moment because thats what i feel like doing, and i feel like this entry is completely pointless unless i say something so here it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you stay classy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love, kier&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18932333-115527569324464947?l=disisbekier.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disisbekier.blogspot.com/feeds/115527569324464947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18932333&amp;postID=115527569324464947' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18932333/posts/default/115527569324464947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18932333/posts/default/115527569324464947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disisbekier.blogspot.com/2006/08/well-if-abigail-said-that-her-survey.html' title='well, if abigail said that her survey is a result of me, i figure i better actually do the survey. really, i dont know why its a result of me...'/><author><name>kier</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02964800665345904441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b36/disisbekier/100_3923.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18932333.post-115505547341473327</id><published>2006-08-08T12:31:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-08T12:44:33.443-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so. seeing as i was going to make a sweet timeline of event of my summer, with pictures... this entry would have been amazing.&lt;br /&gt;but, the fact that blogger says that the uploading page cannot be displayed, there you go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in other news, i need to think of something to talk about now that my previous plan has been busted up and thrown to the ground.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;take a gander at this. its beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Elizabeth, You Were Born To Play That Part"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;For you Id do anything&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tear myself in two&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Just to hear you breathe&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Calculate the changes that in time&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Turn to nothing and then multiply&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yourself by pain,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And you're not even close &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Elizabeth&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Over you I will never be,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I wish I knew why&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It never comes to me,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm waiting for someone who just wont show&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And every night it feels like there's no tomorrow&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Not that you will ever know,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Where ever you are I hope you're happy now&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm caught in a dream and I cant get out&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm caught in a dream&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm caught in an endless dream&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And I'm not strong enough to let you go,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And I have tried everything&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But thatElizabeth&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i am stuck. anyone who is normal will fall in love with ryan adams. good thing billy opened my eyes...cause if he didnt they would be...closed? yeah.&lt;br /&gt;alright.&lt;br /&gt;i got nothing more.&lt;br /&gt;so, later loves!&lt;br /&gt;_kier&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18932333-115505547341473327?l=disisbekier.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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type='html'>just found out that up north = 1 week instead of... not 1 week.&lt;br /&gt;friday july 28th- friday august 4th.&lt;br /&gt;i will be at the movie night, if all goes as planned.&lt;br /&gt;but feel free to call, i am sure we could have a nice conversation!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;pss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I HAVE A STYE IN MY EYE! for real! i got to go to the doctor and i guess something else is worng with my eye too or something, who knows. but i am pretty excited!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;pps.&lt;/strong&gt; be safe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ppss...&lt;/strong&gt; dont forget to call!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18932333-115409454384330721?l=disisbekier.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disisbekier.blogspot.com/feeds/115409454384330721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18932333&amp;postID=115409454384330721' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18932333/posts/default/115409454384330721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18932333/posts/default/115409454384330721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disisbekier.blogspot.com/2006/07/ps.html' title='ps.'/><author><name>kier</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02964800665345904441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b36/disisbekier/100_3923.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18932333.post-115392550663643642</id><published>2006-07-26T10:49:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-07-26T10:54:20.146-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;YOU KNOW WHAT?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i LOVE elf!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.texassports.com/images/scimages/2004_05/004/elf_300.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://www.texassports.com/images/scimages/2004_05/004/elf_300.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.texassports.com/images/scimages/2004_05/004/elf_300.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.texassports.com/images/scimages/2004_05/004/elf_300.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.texassports.com/images/scimages/2004_05/004/elf_300.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;congratulations!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18932333-115392550663643642?l=disisbekier.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disisbekier.blogspot.com/feeds/115392550663643642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18932333&amp;postID=115392550663643642' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18932333/posts/default/115392550663643642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18932333/posts/default/115392550663643642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disisbekier.blogspot.com/2006/07/you-know-what-i-love-elf.html' title=''/><author><name>kier</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02964800665345904441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b36/disisbekier/100_3923.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18932333.post-115310342437159460</id><published>2006-07-16T21:53:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2006-07-16T23:43:24.866-04:00</updated><title type='text'>this could be random, but....</title><content type='html'>dying.&lt;br /&gt;for some strange reason i have always pictured myself dying for some noble cause. maybe its my messed up view of myself, maybe of the world. either way, this vision that i would be locked in a room and forced to deny or confess my love for God. weird, i know. the vision i had though, was that i ALWAYS ended up dying. i would always confess that i loved the Lord and would take a bullett for him, if thats what they were lashing out in that specific scenario. i remember times when i was littler and teachers and older people would ask me if i would die for Jesus. i would say yes. this was at the time in my life when i would also probably die over a bowl of ice cream or a barbie too.&lt;br /&gt;for some reason this has been on my mind lately. i felt like people were ranked as to whether or not they would die for Jesus. i wanted to make sure i would. i know were told that we need to be in love with Jesus, and if the scenerio ever came about that we should give our lives to further Jesus' kingdom, and i would in a heartbeat at this point in my life. but when this seemed to be a matter of the way people were ranked on how close to God they are or how much they loved him. i pictured the "natural"  conversation going somewhat like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;scary adult: so, if you were faced with the choice to die for Jesus or live and deny him, what would you do?&lt;br /&gt;scared child: what?&lt;br /&gt;scary adult: you know, you either live or die. because of Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;scared child: i dont know. would i be able to take my fire truck with me when i died?&lt;br /&gt;scary adult: you wouldnt need or want it where you would be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at this thought, any child i knew and probably myself, would question why we would want to go anywhere if the outcome included something that went along the lines of not wanting a toy. why would you even say that to a child? then following the conversation they would question every thing you said. Like, if you said that you would, they would say, "are you sure."&lt;br /&gt;there was this immense pressure to decide if you would die.&lt;br /&gt;i read "blue like jazz" this week, and its hit the top of the charts in my head. its funny that i have been wondering about this dying for God thing and this part of the book just popped out at me. i actually wrote this quote from the book in my bible:&lt;br /&gt;"Andrew would say that dying for something would be easy becasue it is associated with glory. Living for something, Andrew would say, is the hardest thing. Living for soemthing extends beyond fashion, glory, a recognition. We live for what we believe, Andrew would say."&lt;br /&gt;this is awesome. convicting, but awesome. see, i would die for God in a second. it is way harder to live for him. everything about that is so true. He says, "we live for what we believe." this is like a sword crashing you in the gut. i feel so bad. i believe and love Jesus, so why cant i live for him &lt;strong&gt;all&lt;/strong&gt; the time?&lt;br /&gt;it makes me frustrated with myself, but still makes me want to live for him,more.&lt;br /&gt;it also makes me cry when we sing at church.&lt;br /&gt;but anyways, thanks for sticking with this entry if you did. it was nice of you. seeing as my computer at home is broken, i was having a hard time using it.&lt;br /&gt;welp, high school musical is calling my name.&lt;br /&gt;check you later.&lt;br /&gt;love, kier&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18932333-115310342437159460?l=disisbekier.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disisbekier.blogspot.com/feeds/115310342437159460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18932333&amp;postID=115310342437159460' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18932333/posts/default/115310342437159460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18932333/posts/default/115310342437159460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disisbekier.blogspot.com/2006/07/this-could-be-random-but_16.html' title='this could be random, but....'/><author><name>kier</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02964800665345904441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b36/disisbekier/100_3923.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18932333.post-115276810470984956</id><published>2006-07-13T01:17:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-07-13T01:21:44.723-04:00</updated><title type='text'>oh posting.</title><content type='html'>wow. summer. it seems like its dwindling down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have i really read for summer reading?&lt;br /&gt;nope.&lt;br /&gt;have i started any of my papers?&lt;br /&gt;nah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;funny. thats really all i have to say. when i think of something super worth while, i will let you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why do i have nothing to say?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont think i have ever said that before.&lt;br /&gt;love, kier&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18932333-115276810470984956?l=disisbekier.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disisbekier.blogspot.com/feeds/115276810470984956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18932333&amp;postID=115276810470984956' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18932333/posts/default/115276810470984956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18932333/posts/default/115276810470984956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disisbekier.blogspot.com/2006/07/oh-posting.html' title='oh posting.'/><author><name>kier</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02964800665345904441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b36/disisbekier/100_3923.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18932333.post-115150647690673838</id><published>2006-06-28T10:51:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-28T10:54:36.906-04:00</updated><title type='text'>just for good measure...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7840/1863/1600/100_3012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7840/1863/320/100_3012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; so mainly, bible camp is so much fun and i love it. then on friday i will hopefully be attending our pool party and then i leave way early saturday morning. until the following saturday. you can call me! dooo it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, thats all.&lt;br /&gt;love, kier&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18932333-115150647690673838?l=disisbekier.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disisbekier.blogspot.com/feeds/115150647690673838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18932333&amp;postID=115150647690673838' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18932333/posts/default/115150647690673838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18932333/posts/default/115150647690673838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disisbekier.blogspot.com/2006/06/just-for-good-measure.html' title='just for good measure...'/><author><name>kier</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02964800665345904441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b36/disisbekier/100_3923.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18932333.post-115129892531547815</id><published>2006-06-26T01:10:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-26T01:15:25.323-04:00</updated><title type='text'>extend.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7840/1863/640/100_2643.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CLEAR: all; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7840/1863/320/100_2643.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  was nothing short of amazing. clearly exceeding all of my very high expectations and going beyond anywhere i thought was possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this may be one of my favorite pictures. the one with the self timer, ya know. i had the BIGGEST urge to get up and jump. sadly, for the pictures sake, i stayed put.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God is so huge. and mysterious. and loving. and unconditional. and everlasting (like way more than the gobstoppers who i wish would stop lying about their own strength of the length)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this weekend was grand. if you were not there, i am sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you were there, hello.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you are kierstin, you are wearing a bib because you thought everyone was sposed to in the picture because pastor mike was being misleading and wearing his as a bib.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you are a human, you are loved. isnt that cool to know? just that someone who cant even show him true self because we wouldnt be able to handle it, loves you more than you can imagine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, i am sorry. now i am being an echo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love, kier&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none 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type='text/html' href='http://disisbekier.blogspot.com/2006/06/extend.html' title='extend.'/><author><name>kier</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02964800665345904441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b36/disisbekier/100_3923.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18932333.post-115093204037824064</id><published>2006-06-21T19:20:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-21T19:20:40.396-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;WOOOOOOOOOOOO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;its tomorrow!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;IM FREAKIN OUT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18932333-115093204037824064?l=disisbekier.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disisbekier.blogspot.com/feeds/115093204037824064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18932333&amp;postID=115093204037824064' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18932333/posts/default/115093204037824064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18932333/posts/default/115093204037824064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disisbekier.blogspot.com/2006/06/woooooooooooo-its-tomorrow-im-freakin.html' title=''/><author><name>kier</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02964800665345904441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b36/disisbekier/100_3923.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18932333.post-115056650429785158</id><published>2006-06-17T13:38:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-17T13:48:24.316-04:00</updated><title type='text'>someone in romania....</title><content type='html'>is prolly having less fun than me right now. i am finishing up a bagel that alicia bought for me. it tastes extra good. thanks again nanky!&lt;br /&gt;so, kind of as a conclusion to this past year, we just had a nurses sleepover. to tie up everything, all four of us got together and had a sleepover, complete with gifts and a scavenger hunt. it was enjoyable. here are a few pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7840/1863/1600/100_0185.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7840/1863/320/100_0185.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7840/1863/1600/100_0193.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7840/1863/320/100_0193.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7840/1863/1600/100_0173.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7840/1863/320/100_0173.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7840/1863/1600/DSCN3169.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7840/1863/320/DSCN3169.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7840/1863/1600/100_0175.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7840/1863/320/100_0175.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i have been making a large number of eddie posts. you know what i am realizing? we need to not take to heart everything that people say. i do that. no matter who it is, or what they say, i take it extremely personally. i shouldnt. thats bad for me. its hard not to. but i am gonna try. like, i know we need to care or whatever, but we cant please everyone and all this stuff that i have heard millions of times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry this got so long. i am ready for our vacation. it will be very nice.&lt;br /&gt;hannah is coming to stay with us today until monday. i am very happy about this because i love it when she stays here. we always find strange things to do. like make books about leaves, even though that was at her house cause i dont have many trees or leaves at mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;man, i just keep typing. i am sorry. well, there was my update.&lt;br /&gt;love, kier&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18932333-115056650429785158?l=disisbekier.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disisbekier.blogspot.com/feeds/115056650429785158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18932333&amp;postID=115056650429785158' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18932333/posts/default/115056650429785158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18932333/posts/default/115056650429785158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disisbekier.blogspot.com/2006/06/someone-in-romania.html' title='someone in romania....'/><author><name>kier</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02964800665345904441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b36/disisbekier/100_3923.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18932333.post-114946312692276532</id><published>2006-06-04T19:15:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-04T19:18:46.943-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>a picture says a thousand words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7840/1863/1600/100_1761.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7840/1863/320/100_1761.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have said my fair share.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love, kier&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18932333-114946312692276532?l=disisbekier.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disisbekier.blogspot.com/feeds/114946312692276532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18932333&amp;postID=114946312692276532' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18932333/posts/default/114946312692276532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18932333/posts/default/114946312692276532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disisbekier.blogspot.com/2006/06/picture-says-thousand-words.html' title=''/><author><name>kier</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02964800665345904441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b36/disisbekier/100_3923.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18932333.post-114887057186379010</id><published>2006-05-28T22:42:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-28T22:48:08.273-04:00</updated><title type='text'>hes here!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7840/1863/1600/100_2771.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7840/1863/320/100_2771.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7840/1863/1600/100_2767.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7840/1863/320/100_2767.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7840/1863/1600/100_2764.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7840/1863/320/100_2764.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7840/1863/640/100_2779.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CLEAR: all; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7840/1863/320/100_2779.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; moz-background-clip: initial; moz-background-origin: initial; moz-background-inline-policy: initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woo yeah.&lt;br /&gt;jesus makes beautiful things.&lt;br /&gt;love, kier&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18932333-114887057186379010?l=disisbekier.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disisbekier.blogspot.com/feeds/114887057186379010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18932333&amp;postID=114887057186379010' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18932333/posts/default/114887057186379010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18932333/posts/default/114887057186379010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disisbekier.blogspot.com/2006/05/hes-here.html' title='hes here!'/><author><name>kier</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02964800665345904441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b36/disisbekier/100_3923.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18932333.post-114799671876462940</id><published>2006-05-18T19:20:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-24T17:47:18.823-04:00</updated><title type='text'>just an update</title><content type='html'>i feel like i update this to much. maybe its just cause i am prolly one of the only ones who seems to update. either way, just tell me when to stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have been keeping myself busy. not 'play busy', but busy enough that i have no trouble sleeping at night. except for maybe tonight, 'cause i took an hour and a half nap today. but i take naps a lot. so, is that a surprise? no.&lt;br /&gt;i feel like there is so much to say! but i dont know what there is to say. i really enjoy hanging with alli and michelle and ash and all of them.&lt;br /&gt;this summer will be busy. i found out last week that on May 30th, the infamous Hannah Garner and i will be taking drivers training together. pumped is an understatement. so i will be getting my liscence my softmore year around winter, as long as i do everything right.&lt;br /&gt;this summer is a woozey. i think thats a word. i am going to take 5 voice lessons from julie meyer, to see if i like them. i am going to take some piano lessons, cause it would just be good to do. i am also going to look into dancing.&lt;br /&gt;dont laugh, pleeease.&lt;br /&gt;i am serious. im getting better, so maybe it will work out? i dont know, we'll see what happens.&lt;br /&gt;but this summer will be sweet. vaca's and parties and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;cant wait for school to be out.&lt;br /&gt;there is prolly more, but this is long enough. why do my entries turn out so long? sorry guys, i dont mean to.&lt;br /&gt;well, congrats on the end of the year seniors. you made it. and i dont want anny of you to leave.&lt;br /&gt;love, kier&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7840/1863/1600/100_1466.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7840/1863/320/100_1466.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i found this picture. its from easter. beth looks confused, i look sweeeeet. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps. i meant infamous as in famous or sweet. not...bad guy. hannah is not a bad guy. she is sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and im sorry if i made someone mad to say whatever. what did i do?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18932333-114799671876462940?l=disisbekier.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disisbekier.blogspot.com/feeds/114799671876462940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18932333&amp;postID=114799671876462940' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18932333/posts/default/114799671876462940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18932333/posts/default/114799671876462940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disisbekier.blogspot.com/2006/05/just-update.html' title='just an update'/><author><name>kier</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02964800665345904441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b36/disisbekier/100_3923.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18932333.post-114722206265682602</id><published>2006-05-09T20:33:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-09T20:47:42.670-04:00</updated><title type='text'>meet...eddie!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7840/1863/640/DSC00406.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CLEAR: all; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7840/1863/320/DSC00406.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the soonest we can get him is May 28th... but i want him NOW! we will have TWO PUPPIES!&lt;br /&gt;WOOOOOOOO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love, kier&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18932333-114722206265682602?l=disisbekier.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disisbekier.blogspot.com/feeds/114722206265682602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18932333&amp;postID=114722206265682602' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18932333/posts/default/114722206265682602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18932333/posts/default/114722206265682602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disisbekier.blogspot.com/2006/05/meeteddie.html' title='meet...eddie!'/><author><name>kier</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02964800665345904441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b36/disisbekier/100_3923.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18932333.post-114669472716680241</id><published>2006-05-03T18:17:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-08T15:16:32.076-04:00</updated><title type='text'>the marathon</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7840/1863/640/100_1576.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CLEAR: all; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7840/1863/320/100_1576.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; moz-background-clip: initial; moz-background-origin: initial; moz-background-inline-policy: initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well hey everyone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18932333-114669472716680241?l=disisbekier.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disisbekier.blogspot.com/feeds/114669472716680241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18932333&amp;postID=114669472716680241' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18932333/posts/default/114669472716680241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18932333/posts/default/114669472716680241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disisbekier.blogspot.com/2006/05/marathon.html' title='the marathon'/><author><name>kier</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02964800665345904441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b36/disisbekier/100_3923.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18932333.post-114651836898825377</id><published>2006-05-01T17:18:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-01T17:19:28.996-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7840/1863/640/100_3227.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CLEAR: all; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7840/1863/320/100_3227.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18932333-114651836898825377?l=disisbekier.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disisbekier.blogspot.com/feeds/114651836898825377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18932333&amp;postID=114651836898825377' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18932333/posts/default/114651836898825377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18932333/posts/default/114651836898825377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disisbekier.blogspot.com/2006/05/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>kier</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02964800665345904441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b36/disisbekier/100_3923.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18932333.post-114635158492663009</id><published>2006-04-29T18:59:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-04-29T19:01:09.693-04:00</updated><title type='text'>&lt;3</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7840/1863/640/100_2281.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CLEAR: all; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7840/1863/320/100_2281.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; moz-background-clip: initial; moz-background-origin: initial; moz-background-inline-policy: initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; roger. he brings back good memories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats all the update for now.&lt;br /&gt;love, kier&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18932333-114635158492663009?l=disisbekier.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disisbekier.blogspot.com/feeds/114635158492663009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18932333&amp;postID=114635158492663009' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18932333/posts/default/114635158492663009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18932333/posts/default/114635158492663009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disisbekier.blogspot.com/2006/04/3.html' title='&lt;3'/><author><name>kier</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02964800665345904441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b36/disisbekier/100_3923.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18932333.post-114592584175304367</id><published>2006-04-24T20:28:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-04-24T20:44:01.773-04:00</updated><title type='text'>SPRING BREAK '06 WOO!</title><content type='html'>well, school has started back up again. the endless cycle of sitting, listening, occasionally writing, and putting forth an effort to doing something you dont really want to do, while hearing almost an endless amount of bells, gossip, and the voice of a teacher which soon becomes obsolete in our minds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7840/1863/1600/100_2094.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 318px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" height="240" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7840/1863/320/100_2094.0.jpg" width="274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but before this way of life had begun- i had quite the adventure. i saw the man of my dreams ( we made eye contact when he walked through the audience) i had a blast with one of my best friends, i hung out with some sweet people, touched a jelly fish, swam in a large pool of saltwater, got a tatoo, went on the vortex, went parasailing (1200 ft. off ground- that was an adventure) road a banana boat (hahaha) and did a bunch of fun other stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7840/1863/1600/100_2107.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7840/1863/320/100_2107.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life is good...and if eternal life is better... than-&lt;br /&gt;I CANT WAIT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one last final hoo-ra.&lt;br /&gt;spring break '06 woo.&lt;br /&gt;love, kier&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18932333-114592584175304367?l=disisbekier.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disisbekier.blogspot.com/feeds/114592584175304367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18932333&amp;postID=114592584175304367' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18932333/posts/default/114592584175304367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18932333/posts/default/114592584175304367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disisbekier.blogspot.com/2006/04/spring-break-06-woo.html' title='SPRING BREAK &apos;06 WOO!'/><author><name>kier</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02964800665345904441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b36/disisbekier/100_3923.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18932333.post-114506029090863730</id><published>2006-04-14T20:07:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-04-14T20:18:10.920-04:00</updated><title type='text'>WOOO!</title><content type='html'>soo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;leaving tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everyone be safe and have a good spring break!&lt;br /&gt;and if i dont come back, then i want you all to remember me in this way:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7840/1863/1600/100_2090.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 238px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 184px" height="184" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7840/1863/320/100_2090.jpg" width="275" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am sooooo ghetto.&lt;br /&gt;love, kier&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18932333-114506029090863730?l=disisbekier.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disisbekier.blogspot.com/feeds/114506029090863730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18932333&amp;postID=114506029090863730' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18932333/posts/default/114506029090863730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18932333/posts/default/114506029090863730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disisbekier.blogspot.com/2006/04/wooo.html' title='WOOO!'/><author><name>kier</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02964800665345904441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b36/disisbekier/100_3923.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18932333.post-114478756761441873</id><published>2006-04-11T16:32:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-04-12T09:05:42.650-04:00</updated><title type='text'>just because...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7840/1863/640/100_1901.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CLEAR: all; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7840/1863/320/100_1901.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; moz-background-clip: initial; moz-background-origin: initial; moz-background-inline-policy: initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For physical training is of some value, but godliness has value for all things, holding promise for both the present life and the life to come.&lt;br /&gt;-1 Timothy 4:8&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love. love is something that many try to possess, few obtain, and everyone searches for. its one of those mis taught and mis guided things. love is sought and found in all the wrong places, when in the right place it is forgotten. love for family, love for friends, love for God. but putting love into practice is much harder than it sounds. &lt;strong&gt;saying&lt;/strong&gt; that you love is easier than &lt;strong&gt;believing and knowing&lt;/strong&gt; that you love. the reason that we could all lack any type of perfection in the area of love is maybe because those of us that try to possess the quality might be because people are comsumed in relationships that are unhealthy, and when they find one on a healthy note it seems to go to waste. Love may be one of the only things that is a fulfillment and a temptation. Love is something most cherished, and yet one of the biggest things wasted in life. the command is to love. so why not?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;faith&lt;/em&gt; is the ability to believe in something unseen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;hope&lt;/em&gt; is the ability to believe in the future, and accept what the future gives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;love&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; is the ability to accept others not because, but inspite of where they are. and &lt;strong&gt;love&lt;/strong&gt; them for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"and these three remain faith, hope, and love, but the greatest of these is love."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its funny that the thing that matters most is the thing people struggle with the most. we can all believe in something unseen, we can all have hope for something in our future, but can we all love?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mars hill says it nicely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;love wins.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;love,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; kier&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18932333-114478756761441873?l=disisbekier.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disisbekier.blogspot.com/feeds/114478756761441873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18932333&amp;postID=114478756761441873' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18932333/posts/default/114478756761441873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18932333/posts/default/114478756761441873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disisbekier.blogspot.com/2006/04/just-because.html' title='just because...'/><author><name>kier</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02964800665345904441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b36/disisbekier/100_3923.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18932333.post-114429259664075131</id><published>2006-04-05T22:53:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-04-05T23:04:26.803-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i can't believe its almost over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nurses forever.&lt;br /&gt;i love you guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7840/1863/1600/100_2002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7840/1863/320/100_2002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i would have something intimate to say here, but i would cry over the computer. wierd. i love them- they have done more than they can imagine in my life.&lt;br /&gt;plus all of my friends. everyone. i love you all. hannah- i love not knowing what you are going to say- you test my ability to stay in character and i loooove you mucho hannah baby. hahahaha. and of course leah and alex and shallllo and girl alex and annie and all of you.&lt;br /&gt;now i'm just giving shoutouts. haha. moving on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well i cant put everything into words right now. so all i can say is look at the picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it should sum up a lot- seen and unseen. and thats the way i like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love, kier&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18932333-114429259664075131?l=disisbekier.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disisbekier.blogspot.com/feeds/114429259664075131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18932333&amp;postID=114429259664075131' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18932333/posts/default/114429259664075131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18932333/posts/default/114429259664075131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disisbekier.blogspot.com/2006/04/i-cant-believe-its-almost-over.html' title=''/><author><name>kier</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02964800665345904441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b36/disisbekier/100_3923.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18932333.post-114330279256912956</id><published>2006-03-25T10:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-26T08:16:08.653-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>God works in mysterious ways...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://antwrp.gsfc.nasa.gov/apod/image/0007/mve1997_tezel_big.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://antwrp.gsfc.nasa.gov/apod/image/0007/mve1997_tezel_big.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^^&lt;br /&gt;this is the moon. and venus. so far apart yet pictured together. when this picture was taken- approximatley four other planets passed by the moon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.aoas.org/albums/astrophotos/gentry_night_sky_2.sized.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://www.aoas.org/albums/astrophotos/gentry_night_sky_2.sized.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^^&lt;br /&gt;The Pleiades Astro. shot in 2003. blends in so well- but once you notice it- it sticks out more than ever before, and seems to be the most beautiful of them all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How great is our God?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love, kier&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18932333-114330279256912956?l=disisbekier.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disisbekier.blogspot.com/feeds/114330279256912956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18932333&amp;postID=114330279256912956' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18932333/posts/default/114330279256912956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18932333/posts/default/114330279256912956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disisbekier.blogspot.com/2006/03/god-works-in-mysterious-ways.html' title=''/><author><name>kier</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02964800665345904441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b36/disisbekier/100_3923.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18932333.post-114269206446917135</id><published>2006-03-18T08:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-18T21:25:26.440-05:00</updated><title type='text'>untitalable.</title><content type='html'>so this maay be kinda a random post, because i will have a lot in it. but annyways i will start with something verrry important.&lt;br /&gt;over snowdoubt it was hannah's birthday- and i did not make a post about it because we did stuff there, and i didnt realize that i actually HAD made a post about katie, brynn, and hannah.&lt;br /&gt;so. hannah- i hope you had a greeeeeaaaaaaat birthday. you looked beautiful. i love you so much and im so glad were still best friends through the good and the bad. so um... i like this picture...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7840/1863/1600/100_1447.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7840/1863/320/100_1447.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahahah  i look like the biggest nerd. which is mainly why i like the picture.&lt;br /&gt;anyways... i've been alright lately. the play is good but besides classes and church its pretty much my whole life.&lt;br /&gt;i went to the math olympics on friday. during school. at sevsu. it was a good time. i learned a lot about math, from taking a test. i had to apply myself. im a geek. me and my friends got all decked out for it. we are sweeeeet. look:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7840/1863/1600/100_1921.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7840/1863/320/100_1921.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats me with kiran. hes sweet too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so God has been helping me a lot lately. its funny how he does that, right? haha. yeah. even if i miss two days in a row of spending time in his word- i can come back one night and be so into it and spend like an hour. its nice.&lt;br /&gt;so the aftermath of snowdoubt? well i havent been able to keep all of my promises to myself, and sometimes i just feel like forgetting about striving to be better and just settle for what i am. but thats not good, so i change my mind. God shouldnt have to settle for me, so in turn i wont settle for myself, not until im being practically perfect- so i have a lot to work up to. but i am up for it- for the most part.&lt;br /&gt;ive been challenged, and i have defenitely grown, even if at times i have been very far away. its okay- because God has this way of pulling me back into his arms, especially when i need it most.&lt;br /&gt;i love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;COME TO FOOTLOOSE! &lt;em&gt;PLEASE!&lt;/em&gt; ITS GOING TO BE AMAZING.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so thats me lately i think. nothing new, besides the play stuff. Ive really been praying about this one thing that has to do with it, so if you could just pray about the one thing for me too i would love it. if you just say the one thing- God will understand.&lt;br /&gt;thanks guys!&lt;br /&gt;love, kier&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18932333-114269206446917135?l=disisbekier.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disisbekier.blogspot.com/feeds/114269206446917135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18932333&amp;postID=114269206446917135' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18932333/posts/default/114269206446917135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18932333/posts/default/114269206446917135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disisbekier.blogspot.com/2006/03/untitalable.html' title='untitalable.'/><author><name>kier</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02964800665345904441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b36/disisbekier/100_3923.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18932333.post-114256482267210679</id><published>2006-03-16T21:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-17T21:26:28.416-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"life is good...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eternal life is better"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pretty much my story- content right now (for the most part) but so excited for things. mainly heaven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if your not excited... then well... you should be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love, kier&lt;br /&gt;ps. heres footloose. its going to be great. you should all come. i almost cried today cause its so good! &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7840/1863/1600/100_1897.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="213" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7840/1863/320/100_1897.jpg" width="290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7840/1863/1600/100_1703edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7840/1863/1600/100_1724edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7840/1863/320/100_1724edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to be a photographer.&lt;br /&gt;hm.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18932333-114256482267210679?l=disisbekier.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disisbekier.blogspot.com/feeds/114256482267210679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18932333&amp;postID=114256482267210679' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18932333/posts/default/114256482267210679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18932333/posts/default/114256482267210679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disisbekier.blogspot.com/2006/03/life-is-good.html' title=''/><author><name>kier</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02964800665345904441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b36/disisbekier/100_3923.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18932333.post-114211229205905633</id><published>2006-03-11T16:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-11T23:29:10.853-05:00</updated><title type='text'>oh yes.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7840/1863/640/100_1817.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CLEAR: all; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7840/1863/320/100_1817.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; moz-background-clip: initial; moz-background-origin: initial; moz-background-inline-policy: initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so in roughly half an hour- its her birthday... and since were not playing survivor- singing half of a billion times at a youth group retreat, or just having a party- i figured a little post was the least i could do to acknowledge that soon &lt;strong&gt;abigail will be 15.&lt;/strong&gt;  have a great birthday girl!&lt;br /&gt;love, kier&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18932333-114211229205905633?l=disisbekier.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disisbekier.blogspot.com/feeds/114211229205905633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18932333&amp;postID=114211229205905633' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18932333/posts/default/114211229205905633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18932333/posts/default/114211229205905633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disisbekier.blogspot.com/2006/03/oh-yes.html' title='oh yes.'/><author><name>kier</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02964800665345904441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b36/disisbekier/100_3923.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18932333.post-114178008390580728</id><published>2006-03-07T19:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-07T20:10:51.716-05:00</updated><title type='text'>syle of conformity.</title><content type='html'>so, i have looked at katie dillon's and sarah seagers xanga, and they have an entry dedicated to embarrassing moments. so, i thought it would be fun to stroll down memory lane...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*when i was little-maybe 7- i walked into a ditch.... i would like to say on purpose, but then i would be lying.*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*one of the first days of kindergarten we had a pajama day. i forgot, even though i had a note about it. lets just say i was the only one who was not in some type of dinosaur or fairytale designed outfit that day. THE worst day of my life.*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*in fourth grade i bent over and farted in my chair and blamed it on the kid who sat next to me. everyone believed me and i think he may have cried, then i felt bad and told them who it was. then came the embarrasing part...*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*also in fourth grade i fell down the steps. more like tumbled... rolled...flipped... but for that moment in my life i felt like a gymnast- and it was sweet.*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*i was the girl who got her bow stuck on the same swing---everyday...*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*i wore these bright pink leggings up until fifth grade. they were normally tucked into my shoes.*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*i fell off my chair one time while singing at youth group.*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*i used to never go to the bathroom at school so when i got off the bus everyday i would make it to the end of my driveway then sit down and pretend to look at the grass until i could hold it in long enough to run inside.*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*last month i almost peed my pants twice in school-in the same week. while doing the potty dance, i announced it to my class. well, actually i didnt know people could hear me.*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*in 7th grade i fell off of my bus, onto the ground.*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*im human...*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats all i can remember right now... why am i telling you this? i dont know, but i am still not really embarresed. &lt;strong&gt;whatevvvvv.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love, kier&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18932333-114178008390580728?l=disisbekier.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disisbekier.blogspot.com/feeds/114178008390580728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18932333&amp;postID=114178008390580728' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18932333/posts/default/114178008390580728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18932333/posts/default/114178008390580728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disisbekier.blogspot.com/2006/03/syle-of-conformity.html' title='syle of conformity.'/><author><name>kier</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02964800665345904441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b36/disisbekier/100_3923.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18932333.post-114126233098807938</id><published>2006-03-01T20:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-01T20:29:39.390-05:00</updated><title type='text'>wah! :)</title><content type='html'>so...lifes pretty hard. today was hard, kinda. yesterday was pretty hard, and the day before that was the hardest. i am falling into some very old routines again, some of which no one know about, and some are good. i have been reading my bible and feeling close to God, but yet at the same time my sin just continues to drag me away.&lt;br /&gt;i have God, and he's my hope.&lt;br /&gt;today i did something really hard and kinda embarrassing, but i am happy with the outcome. God works in pretty cool ways, and even through everything i am still in the play, and able to do a few things i love.&lt;br /&gt;so even though there are some things in life that are challenging, i feel like this is the time that i am closest to God. i feel like lately i have been very distant with a lot of my friends. actually, mainly all of them. i am sorry for that, but i think that this time has made me sit back and take a gander at how big and amazing God is. though i need friends in my life, and i still have them, if there is ever a point where i am not close with them, God is standing there calling out my name. hes begging that i become close with him, and wrap myself in his love. that is a very comforting thing, to me at least.  its awesome how God can use things we think are negative to show his love, truth, and grace. i love him! i want to be the person who can find the best out of a bad situation-- so that (and a few other things) will be my goal.&lt;br /&gt;oh, and i want everyone to know that i am here for them WHENEVER they need me. im sorry if it seems like im not, but i have been verrrrry busy. but if you ever need me, you know where to find me. i will be waiting, where i've always been...haha i love that song!&lt;br /&gt;well, enough of my rambling. i should prolly just write these things in a journal or something. sorry for your time.&lt;br /&gt;love, kier&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18932333-114126233098807938?l=disisbekier.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disisbekier.blogspot.com/feeds/114126233098807938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18932333&amp;postID=114126233098807938' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18932333/posts/default/114126233098807938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18932333/posts/default/114126233098807938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disisbekier.blogspot.com/2006/03/wah.html' title='wah! :)'/><author><name>kier</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02964800665345904441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b36/disisbekier/100_3923.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18932333.post-114118550911433642</id><published>2006-02-28T22:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-28T22:59:26.003-05:00</updated><title type='text'>wowwwzersss</title><content type='html'>i dont even know what to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a lot of you know how this weekend was for me, and some of the things that i am going through, so there is not much to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess just a few words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;God is amazing!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am so small, and hes soooo big, and i love it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love, kier&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have some swweeeet pics. maybe they will go up later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18932333-114118550911433642?l=disisbekier.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disisbekier.blogspot.com/feeds/114118550911433642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18932333&amp;postID=114118550911433642' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18932333/posts/default/114118550911433642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18932333/posts/default/114118550911433642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disisbekier.blogspot.com/2006/02/wowwwzersss.html' title='wowwwzersss'/><author><name>kier</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02964800665345904441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b36/disisbekier/100_3923.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18932333.post-114066456833366377</id><published>2006-02-22T22:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-22T22:16:08.346-05:00</updated><title type='text'>~come fasssster!~</title><content type='html'>so this weekend will be amazing, and it cannot come soon enough. i am so ready to... just be with God. I think i will be having some great talks with that guy. im pumped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its gonna be nice to be able to be confident in figure some things out in my life. With things that personally i have been struggling with, to talking with some of my best friends about EVERYTHING, in their lives and mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;man, i love god.  &lt;strong&gt;i am thankful that i have been broken in my life, because it shows me that the only person who can build me back up is &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; he has shaped me to be the person i am today.&lt;br /&gt;and if you dont mind me saying, im pretty happy with the way that God has shaped me. not literally, just... you know what i mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but, this weekend will also be a tough one. i WILL be convicted, i WILL be shaped, i WILL be challenged, and the best part is... i &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;WILL&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; love God more for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will be praying for you guys too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love, kier&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18932333-114066456833366377?l=disisbekier.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disisbekier.blogspot.com/feeds/114066456833366377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18932333&amp;postID=114066456833366377' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18932333/posts/default/114066456833366377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18932333/posts/default/114066456833366377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disisbekier.blogspot.com/2006/02/come-fasssster.html' title='~come fasssster!~'/><author><name>kier</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02964800665345904441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b36/disisbekier/100_3923.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18932333.post-114047489781280616</id><published>2006-02-20T17:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-20T17:34:57.906-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7840/1863/1600/100_1404.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7840/1863/320/100_1404.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY BRYNN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I LOVE YOU!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love, kier&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps. like four days until snowdoubt.&lt;br /&gt;WOOOOOOOOOT.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18932333-114047489781280616?l=disisbekier.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disisbekier.blogspot.com/feeds/114047489781280616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18932333&amp;postID=114047489781280616' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18932333/posts/default/114047489781280616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18932333/posts/default/114047489781280616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disisbekier.blogspot.com/2006/02/happy-birthday-brynn-i-love-you-love.html' title=''/><author><name>kier</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02964800665345904441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b36/disisbekier/100_3923.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18932333.post-114028392307514156</id><published>2006-02-18T12:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-18T12:37:36.373-05:00</updated><title type='text'>SURVIVOR: BRYNN DAVIS</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;SURVIVOR-BRYNN DAVIS (nnyrb sivad)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7840/1863/1600/100_1433.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7840/1863/320/100_1433.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;the challenge---&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was amazing. tooons of fun. kinda messy, but hey- its survivor!&lt;br /&gt;so we had to make life when we got there... obviously fire. my candle smells very delicious.&lt;br /&gt;we competed in four challenges total. they were all fun. i like the first and last ones the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see, i got a little messy.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7840/1863/1600/100_1403.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7840/1863/320/100_1403.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was welllll worth it though... i won that challenge. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so the next few were not games made for me... im not very good at balancing or concentrating on puzzles......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then at meijers i got to dress up like a man!&lt;br /&gt;my clothes were a little big, but i defenitly have style....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7840/1863/1600/100_1414.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7840/1863/320/100_1414.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well it was verrry fun and i am glad that i love brynn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7840/1863/1600/100_1405.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7840/1863/320/100_1405.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;happy birthday, brynn!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;love, kier&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18932333-114028392307514156?l=disisbekier.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disisbekier.blogspot.com/feeds/114028392307514156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18932333&amp;postID=114028392307514156' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18932333/posts/default/114028392307514156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18932333/posts/default/114028392307514156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disisbekier.blogspot.com/2006/02/survivor-brynn-davis.html' title='SURVIVOR: BRYNN DAVIS'/><author><name>kier</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02964800665345904441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b36/disisbekier/100_3923.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18932333.post-113997463253036185</id><published>2006-02-14T22:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-14T22:37:12.546-05:00</updated><title type='text'>someone in romania....</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;robbed us.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have been robbed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;scary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its like one of those commercials.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"if you are the victim of identity theft and credit card....blahblahblah"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey good news though...&lt;br /&gt;now i can say i was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love, kier&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18932333-113997463253036185?l=disisbekier.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disisbekier.blogspot.com/feeds/113997463253036185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18932333&amp;postID=113997463253036185' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18932333/posts/default/113997463253036185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18932333/posts/default/113997463253036185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disisbekier.blogspot.com/2006/02/someone-in-romania.html' title='someone in romania....'/><author><name>kier</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02964800665345904441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b36/disisbekier/100_3923.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18932333.post-113971571775453453</id><published>2006-02-11T22:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-11T22:47:55.473-05:00</updated><title type='text'>i want a puppy.</title><content type='html'>first:&lt;br /&gt;wowww.&lt;br /&gt;we had a little family gathering last night with my moms side of the family. if you dont know kolla, meet her now....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7840/1863/1600/100_1355.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7840/1863/320/100_1355.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weight of dog: approximately 200 pounds.&lt;br /&gt;my head is half the size.&lt;br /&gt;shes a &lt;em&gt;beeeast.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she also had a great time with my sister...dragging her across the floor. &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7840/1863/1600/100_1357.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7840/1863/320/100_1357.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;second:&lt;br /&gt;awww.&lt;br /&gt;okayyy so my cousin is in here for the weekend and today we went to see her fiances house cause one of their dogs had NINE puppies 3 weeks ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was &lt;strong&gt;one of&lt;/strong&gt; the sweetest things i did today.&lt;br /&gt;:::here are some pictures:::&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7840/1863/1600/100_1325.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7840/1863/320/100_1325.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^this one is beths favorite.^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7840/1863/1600/100_1326.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7840/1863/320/100_1326.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^this one was my favorite.^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7840/1863/1600/100_1330.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7840/1863/320/100_1330.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^i just like this picture.^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so if anyone wants a puppy let me know. the mama is a yellow lab, and they are not positive who the father is, but they are 99% sure that its a yellow lab too. Since they are not purebread, they cannot sell the puppies, so they have nine puppies to give away.&lt;br /&gt;let me know if you want one, they are trying to find homes for them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i want a puppppppy!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love, kier&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18932333-113971571775453453?l=disisbekier.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disisbekier.blogspot.com/feeds/113971571775453453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18932333&amp;postID=113971571775453453' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18932333/posts/default/113971571775453453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18932333/posts/default/113971571775453453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disisbekier.blogspot.com/2006/02/i-want-puppy.html' title='i want a puppy.'/><author><name>kier</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02964800665345904441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b36/disisbekier/100_3923.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18932333.post-113944120301267356</id><published>2006-02-08T18:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-08T18:29:01.006-05:00</updated><title type='text'>hey look!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.nndb.com/people/215/000029128/jakeg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 275px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 337px" height="337" alt="" src="http://www.nndb.com/people/215/000029128/jakeg.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i mean all the time i hear girls talking about their favorite guy celeb and how they are so hott and everything... well girls... i think i may have got a great catch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Jake Benjamin Gyllenhaal&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, in order to ensure our success in finding the best celeb. guy, i have gotten all my information from accurate sources, leaving nothing to question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jake is an american movie actor. He sounds very intelligent from what i can tell... but see for yourself...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"The truth is most of the films that make a lot of money no one remembers, and I'm not interested in making films that no one remembers." -- BBC, October 21, 2002&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that was a quote. he really believes in what he does, and puts his whole heart into everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;through jakes parents, he has been raised in an acting home. his mother is an actress, while his dad is a director. he was born and raised in california. after he graduated high school in 1998 and moved onto college in New York. After some time he realized his love for acting and moved back to California to pursue a new career, and he has been very successful.&lt;br /&gt;He is unlike many other male actors... he does not date around. he has had one "significant other", being kirsten dunst (who we all love from spiderman) and right now he is single.&lt;br /&gt;Through college and his career Jake has studied many different religions... focusing a lot on eastern religons such as hinduism and buddhism.&lt;br /&gt;but who better to lead him to christ then one of us?&lt;br /&gt;now who is going to move to california first...&lt;br /&gt;ummm &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;me! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love, kier&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18932333-113944120301267356?l=disisbekier.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disisbekier.blogspot.com/feeds/113944120301267356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18932333&amp;postID=113944120301267356' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18932333/posts/default/113944120301267356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18932333/posts/default/113944120301267356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disisbekier.blogspot.com/2006/02/hey-look.html' title='hey look!'/><author><name>kier</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02964800665345904441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b36/disisbekier/100_3923.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18932333.post-113917875551468094</id><published>2006-02-05T17:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-05T17:32:35.530-05:00</updated><title type='text'>happy superbowl</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.hornetfootball.org/images/page/football_cartoon-c.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 263px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 313px" height="351" alt="" src="http://www.hornetfootball.org/images/page/football_cartoon-c.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so in honor of today...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy superbowl everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one of the best parties, and almost the best day for food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my stomach is happy, making me especially happy.&lt;br /&gt;yes, today is good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not exactly sure what a buttonhook is...but i like the hotdog thing and thought it was funny.&lt;br /&gt;ha.&lt;br /&gt;love, kier&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18932333-113917875551468094?l=disisbekier.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disisbekier.blogspot.com/feeds/113917875551468094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18932333&amp;postID=113917875551468094' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18932333/posts/default/113917875551468094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18932333/posts/default/113917875551468094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disisbekier.blogspot.com/2006/02/happy-superbowl.html' title='happy superbowl'/><author><name>kier</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02964800665345904441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b36/disisbekier/100_3923.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18932333.post-113866684821629857</id><published>2006-01-30T19:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-30T19:20:48.236-05:00</updated><title type='text'>oogley boogley</title><content type='html'>not much to say....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been running a lot, i like being in shape...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;play practice started. i was kinda there anyway before, so theres not much difference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had a good weekend, hung out with beth and some girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this weekend will be &lt;strong&gt;radical&lt;/strong&gt;, be ready.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love, kier&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so since this entry is boring, here is a picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pineview.org/kaleidoscope/optimized/Sandra-Jensen---Pink-Tutu-(.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://www.pineview.org/kaleidoscope/optimized/Sandra-Jensen---Pink-Tutu-(.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry guys, this is what you get cause when i went to google images and typed in a random word i thought of "tutu."&lt;br /&gt;but hey, wouldnt one of those things be suuuper annoying??&lt;br /&gt;yeah i thought so too!&lt;br /&gt;ohh well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18932333-113866684821629857?l=disisbekier.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disisbekier.blogspot.com/feeds/113866684821629857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18932333&amp;postID=113866684821629857' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18932333/posts/default/113866684821629857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18932333/posts/default/113866684821629857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disisbekier.blogspot.com/2006/01/oogley-boogley.html' title='oogley boogley'/><author><name>kier</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02964800665345904441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b36/disisbekier/100_3923.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18932333.post-113806175110538799</id><published>2006-01-23T19:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-23T19:15:51.133-05:00</updated><title type='text'>introductions</title><content type='html'>so i met someone new last night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;his name is derek webb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyone want to burn/buy me the cds, cause i dont have any time?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hes a genius!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love, kier&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps. ignite was awesome...and hard... and awesome.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18932333-113806175110538799?l=disisbekier.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disisbekier.blogspot.com/feeds/113806175110538799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18932333&amp;postID=113806175110538799' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18932333/posts/default/113806175110538799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18932333/posts/default/113806175110538799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disisbekier.blogspot.com/2006/01/introductions.html' title='introductions'/><author><name>kier</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02964800665345904441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b36/disisbekier/100_3923.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18932333.post-113789265118977927</id><published>2006-01-21T19:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-21T20:25:45.103-05:00</updated><title type='text'>cold feet.</title><content type='html'>to me, lately i feel like i have cold feet about &lt;strong&gt;life&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;strong&gt; life&lt;/strong&gt; in general. no, not about getting married((cause im not)) but... just about... &lt;strong&gt;life&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ive been running a lot lately. i like it, it makes me think a lot, and in turn i run my frustrations with myself out. pretty much an endless cycle of exercise and thinking. i am a very tired girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;//a lot of things have been running through my head. as i am sure all of you know, alli will be leaving this summer for college. this thought scares me a lot. not because shes growing up, but because she is moving away. i want her to move along with life, and to meet new people. but alli and i have a very good friendship besides just bond from being family. this makes it &lt;strong&gt;hard&lt;/strong&gt;...//&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;&lt; &lt;/em&gt;lately, i have been reading my bible and i have been thinking of something that i have been worrying about. i want to find an answer, and this may be something that i do not want to do. i am not yet sure if its something i wish i could do, or something that God is telling me, needs to be done. for now, i am going to wait it out, seeing as even if i had to do something tonight, i dont think i could.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i, alone, am not strong enough.&gt;&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"everytime i run these thoughts hang over my head...thoughts that makes me run harder, and faster. yet, these thoughts makes me want to fall on the ground and just give up. I wish they weren't a reality."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i sat today, and watched our fish. i'm not sure why, but it made me think again. call me crazy, but i am a lot like a fish in a tank. the fish in my tank more specifically. i dont know, its fun to sit around and relate yourselves to things that cant put their opinion in. ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wish i wasnt just dipping my foot into the shallow end... i wish i was diving in and reaching straight for the bottom, the core, of everything. i wish i was taking everything that is thrown my way with more strength then i can imagine, and i wish that i could swim just a little bit faster. but then i think... if i could swim faster and dive deeper, what would be the point of swimming at all?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;that's why i'm thankful we have a God who gives you the lifejacket even when your just dipping your toes into the shallow end. &lt;strong&gt;hes the reason i can keep running.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love, kier&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18932333-113789265118977927?l=disisbekier.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disisbekier.blogspot.com/feeds/113789265118977927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18932333&amp;postID=113789265118977927' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18932333/posts/default/113789265118977927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18932333/posts/default/113789265118977927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disisbekier.blogspot.com/2006/01/cold-feet.html' title='cold feet.'/><author><name>kier</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02964800665345904441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b36/disisbekier/100_3923.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18932333.post-113746567654831871</id><published>2006-01-16T20:21:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-16T21:41:16.553-05:00</updated><title type='text'>my second pastime</title><content type='html'>well, since my title has obviously intrigued you, i have found a pastime that has become my new favorite. spying. kidnapping. putting them both together to be....kying. yeah that didnt work. anyways, i had an exciting night last night.&lt;br /&gt;it all started at youth group.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7840/1863/1600/100_0741.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="179" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7840/1863/320/100_0741.jpg" width="240" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seeing as i had just gone back to 7-11 to buy &lt;em&gt;another&lt;/em&gt; team gulp, i was a little bit... excited...&lt;br /&gt;so were my friends... &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7840/1863/1600/100_0740.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 283px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 217px" height="217" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7840/1863/320/100_0740.jpg" width="311" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so. then the fun began. hannah, katie and i (with my brilliant mind) made up a plan to kidnap our good friend brynn. it was amazing, to say the l&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7840/1863/1600/100_0793.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 149px" height="149" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7840/1863/320/100_0793.jpg" width="216" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;east. we got ready at church.... &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7840/1863/1600/100_0794.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 155px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 205px" height="276" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7840/1863/320/100_0794.jpg" width="213" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7840/1863/1600/100_0791.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 152px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 163px" height="140" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7840/1863/320/100_0791.jpg" width="170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so then we headed to brynns. and parked far away....and ran.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7840/1863/1600/100_0800.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="193" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7840/1863/320/100_0800.jpg" width="273" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we got her. BOOYAH! &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7840/1863/1600/100_0803.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="182" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7840/1863/320/100_0803.jpg" width="246" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we drove to katies house. brynn was so scared. i think...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7840/1863/1600/100_0807.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="197" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7840/1863/320/100_0807.jpg" width="282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so after some pepperoni, the revival of a new team gulp, and a chocolate fountain... our night began... or...continued. oh, and annie came!!!!!!!!!!! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7840/1863/1600/100_0817.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="215" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7840/1863/320/100_0817.jpg" width="296" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so what do we do? dance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7840/1863/1600/100_0824.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7840/1863/320/100_0824.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no pics of me breaking it down. sorry, it was to fast for the camera. sooooo sweet though.&lt;br /&gt;so then we slept&lt;br /&gt;as an understatment, it was a lot of fun and i am dissapointed more people did not give us the great opportunity of their presence.&lt;br /&gt;goodnight!&lt;br /&gt;love, kier&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18932333-113746567654831871?l=disisbekier.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disisbekier.blogspot.com/feeds/113746567654831871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18932333&amp;postID=113746567654831871' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18932333/posts/default/113746567654831871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18932333/posts/default/113746567654831871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disisbekier.blogspot.com/2006/01/my-second-pastime_16.html' title='my second pastime'/><author><name>kier</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02964800665345904441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b36/disisbekier/100_3923.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18932333.post-113735536982577611</id><published>2006-01-15T14:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-15T17:05:49.783-05:00</updated><title type='text'>blooger time!</title><content type='html'>exciting! i was home and i was thinking about what to do with the few hours of my life on a friday night, when it hit me that annie washburn and i had not been together for a long period of time. needless to say, i hung out with my 7th grade friends at the basketball game for the evening...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7840/1863/1600/100_0680.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 165px" height="190" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7840/1863/320/100_0680.jpg" width="243" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7840/1863/1600/100_0681.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 164px" height="179" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7840/1863/320/100_0681.0.jpg" width="252" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7840/1863/1600/100_0682.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 163px" height="181" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7840/1863/320/100_0682.0.jpg" width="226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and annie went and got slurpees, then went back to her house and had a party. no diego or buble though...brandon would get a little bit upset...&lt;br /&gt;so the next day i came home and i got a call letting me know that i was going to be picked up. after a quick shower, beth and abs came to get me. we went to beths house after getting slurpees, obviously... and then talked for a while. so we were like...what do we do? well, after putting our brilliant minds together, we decided we would kidnap mike lauckner.&lt;br /&gt;you know it.&lt;br /&gt;so we formulated a plan. changed our identitys and renamed ourselves the knorkfulls. dont ask. the plan had begun, and we headed to mikes....seeing people i know on the way there... but i will deal with that on tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/albums/b36/disisbekier/?"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/albums/b36/disisbekier/?"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/albums/b36/disisbekier/?"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/albums/b36/disisbekier/?"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b36/disisbekier/e1779937.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 212px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 166px" height="176" alt="" src="http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b36/disisbekier/e1779937.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b36/disisbekier/182a03a4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 190px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 172px" height="190" alt="" src="http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b36/disisbekier/182a03a4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b36/disisbekier/a32c05c7.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b36/disisbekier/a32c05c7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 210px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 170px" height="156" alt="" src="http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b36/disisbekier/a32c05c7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so at mikes we got him... he was a bit surprised... &lt;a href="http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b36/disisbekier/100_0704.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 217px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 173px" height="173" alt="" src="http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b36/disisbekier/100_0704.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we were told that mike had to go to a party. we were madddd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b36/disisbekier/1c34e1f3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 201px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 141px" height="141" alt="" src="http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b36/disisbekier/1c34e1f3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we decided to go to the church and dance. that cures anything... &lt;a href="http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b36/disisbekier/ca76f751.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 175px; CURSOR: hand" height="293" alt="" src="http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b36/disisbekier/ca76f751.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b36/disisbekier/1525a7a8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 239px; CURSOR: hand" height="160" alt="" src="http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b36/disisbekier/1525a7a8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b36/disisbekier/13ba2a07.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 278px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 208px" height="240" alt="" src="http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b36/disisbekier/13ba2a07.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so even though nothing worked, id say we were very successful.&lt;br /&gt;the end.&lt;br /&gt;love, kier&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18932333-113735536982577611?l=disisbekier.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disisbekier.blogspot.com/feeds/113735536982577611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18932333&amp;postID=113735536982577611' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18932333/posts/default/113735536982577611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18932333/posts/default/113735536982577611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disisbekier.blogspot.com/2006/01/blooger-time.html' title='blooger time!'/><author><name>kier</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02964800665345904441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b36/disisbekier/100_3923.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18932333.post-113693648470363896</id><published>2006-01-10T18:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-11T21:48:20.700-05:00</updated><title type='text'>life... with a capital L</title><content type='html'>so out of the kindness of my own heart for myself i have taken a break from the hours of studying to come inform you on some &lt;em&gt;life things&lt;/em&gt; in my life lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well. i have studied a lot and i am confident for most of my exams. actually i have never studied this hard in my life. ever. its a lot of work, and i will be upset with myself if i dont do well, but i tried. tomorrow starts choir and honors algebra 2. math is scary because i fell asleep or got sidetracked a lot in that class before so i have been going over EVERYTHING to make sure i know it. which is why i need a break. my room is tooo quiet.&lt;br /&gt;so they posted the cast list today. i am pleased with myself at the outcome. i am vi, which is a lead so i am happy and yet dreading the late night practices and knowing that it is almost impossible to stay caught up in school. i did it last time though, so hopefully everything will turn out okay.&lt;strong&gt; i am soo happy for everyone else&lt;/strong&gt; (hannah, carolyn, nankster, mike, etc...) and i was shocked that i even got a part, let alone a larger one. well, this whole play experience has been very humbling to say the least and i have learned a lot about myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;we will just have to see what happens in the days ahead.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks for the comments everyone! they were all saweet. i was excited. so, if you want to do the same thing again, seeing as i have an issue with updating this thing on a regular basis, i would love you all! not that i already dont! just a little bit more!&lt;br /&gt;thanks for reading if you did, i know you hate them when they are long, and i dont blame you for stopping, &lt;strong&gt;but thanks for caring guys&lt;/strong&gt;. love you all!&lt;br /&gt;well, time for some more studying, my break is up. wahhh.&lt;br /&gt;later!&lt;br /&gt;love, kier&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18932333-113693648470363896?l=disisbekier.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disisbekier.blogspot.com/feeds/113693648470363896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18932333&amp;postID=113693648470363896' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18932333/posts/default/113693648470363896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18932333/posts/default/113693648470363896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disisbekier.blogspot.com/2006/01/life-with-capital-l.html' title='life... with a capital L'/><author><name>kier</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02964800665345904441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b36/disisbekier/100_3923.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18932333.post-113633238529807979</id><published>2006-01-03T18:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-03T18:56:21.153-05:00</updated><title type='text'>untitled</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;wahhhhhhhhh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i dont like school. its to much work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i HATE exams. they are scary.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;only 3 more years...and counting...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;i have an idea!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.mhasp.org/mhrecovery/images/lightbulb.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 149px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" height="394" alt="" src="http://www.mhasp.org/mhrecovery/images/lightbulb.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;BING!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;how about everyone leaves me a billion and one comments!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;YOU WOULD MAKE MY LIFE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cause i think it would be sweet to see how many i can get!&lt;br /&gt;plus. i want to have something to cheer me up. :()&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;okay, off to &lt;strong&gt;more&lt;/strong&gt; homework.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;later gaters!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love, kier&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18932333-113633238529807979?l=disisbekier.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disisbekier.blogspot.com/feeds/113633238529807979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18932333&amp;postID=113633238529807979' title='26 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18932333/posts/default/113633238529807979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18932333/posts/default/113633238529807979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disisbekier.blogspot.com/2006/01/untitled.html' title='untitled'/><author><name>kier</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02964800665345904441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b36/disisbekier/100_3923.jpg'/></author><thr:total>26</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18932333.post-113608442034288517</id><published>2005-12-31T21:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-31T22:00:20.373-05:00</updated><title type='text'>WAH</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I AM GOING TO BE A BRIDESMAID!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;my cousin is getting married!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7840/1863/1600/100_1188.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7840/1863/320/100_1188.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18932333-113608442034288517?l=disisbekier.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disisbekier.blogspot.com/feeds/113608442034288517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18932333&amp;postID=113608442034288517' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18932333/posts/default/113608442034288517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18932333/posts/default/113608442034288517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disisbekier.blogspot.com/2005/12/wah.html' title='WAH'/><author><name>kier</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02964800665345904441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b36/disisbekier/100_3923.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18932333.post-113604449827812312</id><published>2005-12-31T09:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-31T10:55:01.916-05:00</updated><title type='text'>christmas and etc.</title><content type='html'>so i/d say its about time that i put a few pictures on this bad boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it all started the day after the day after my birthday...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7840/1863/1600/100_0198.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 197px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 245px" height="301" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7840/1863/320/100_0198.jpg" width="225" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7840/1863/1600/100_0214.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 172px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 246px" height="294" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7840/1863/320/100_0214.jpg" width="183" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7840/1863/1600/100_0197.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 261px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 191px" height="191" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7840/1863/320/100_0197.jpg" width="278" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;christmas morning... one of the most exciting times for me... to bad i woke up way early. i started to have a little bit of fun though....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7840/1863/1600/100_0240.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 180px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px" height="221" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7840/1863/320/100_0240.jpg" width="158" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7840/1863/1600/100_0238.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 321px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px" height="227" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7840/1863/320/100_0238.jpg" width="313" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my family opens our stockings and christmas presents way early. but way not early enough...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7840/1863/1600/100_0987.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 239px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 174px" height="174" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7840/1863/320/100_0987.jpg" width="252" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7840/1863/1600/100_0986.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 175px" height="207" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7840/1863/320/100_0986.0.jpg" width="281" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7840/1863/1600/100_0985.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 165px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 224px" height="263" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7840/1863/320/100_0985.0.jpg" width="170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so then my cousins, aunt, and g-mama came over for a bit of breakfast. my mom had to go into work, and then came back and we opened more presents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7840/1863/1600/100_0988.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" height="203" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7840/1863/320/100_0988.jpg" width="272" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then they left and we went to my grandpa b's house to open more presents. and the other family came back over and all the different families ate together. &lt;strong&gt;you could call it something like a family party... maybe?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7840/1863/1600/100_0251.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" height="223" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7840/1863/320/100_0251.jpg" width="182" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that was my christmas. yahoo. thank you and goodnight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love, kier&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18932333-113604449827812312?l=disisbekier.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disisbekier.blogspot.com/feeds/113604449827812312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18932333&amp;postID=113604449827812312' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18932333/posts/default/113604449827812312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18932333/posts/default/113604449827812312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disisbekier.blogspot.com/2005/12/christmas-and-etc.html' title='christmas and etc.'/><author><name>kier</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02964800665345904441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b36/disisbekier/100_3923.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18932333.post-113561714516981695</id><published>2005-12-26T12:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-26T12:13:18.726-05:00</updated><title type='text'>chrissymas</title><content type='html'>yesss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;every rumor is true... i did wake up at 3:30 christmas morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was sooo worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope all your christmas' were as good as mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;merry new year guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love, kier&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pee-ess. i will have pics up later of everything. I GOT A SLURPEE MACHINE! and  a bunch of other sweet stuff.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18932333-113561714516981695?l=disisbekier.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disisbekier.blogspot.com/feeds/113561714516981695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18932333&amp;postID=113561714516981695' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18932333/posts/default/113561714516981695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18932333/posts/default/113561714516981695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disisbekier.blogspot.com/2005/12/chrissymas.html' title='chrissymas'/><author><name>kier</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02964800665345904441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b36/disisbekier/100_3923.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18932333.post-113522315214240806</id><published>2005-12-21T22:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-21T22:45:52.153-05:00</updated><title type='text'>lalalalala</title><content type='html'>so how does anyone choose an interesting title for one of these entries?&lt;br /&gt;if you make a title, you will be telling what you are gonna say. whats the point of reading an entry if people know where you are going with it??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just thinking out loud. through a computer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so today was sweet. if anyone didnt know it was my birthday. i am sure that pretty much everyone and their moms knew though, because mem and i were sung to, maybe a few hundred times. i will make a miniture photo gallery of my day, since i got my digital camera for my birthday.&lt;br /&gt;well, here goes nothin:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7840/1863/1600/100_0004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" height="178" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7840/1863/320/100_0004.jpg" width="224" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well erin was excited... then the day went on to look a little something like this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7840/1863/1600/100_0007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" height="160" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7840/1863/320/100_0007.jpg" width="217" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7840/1863/1600/100_0023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 207px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 160px" height="186" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7840/1863/320/100_0023.jpg" width="210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7840/1863/1600/100_0024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 195px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 160px" height="166" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7840/1863/320/100_0024.jpg" width="245" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7840/1863/1600/100_0033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 216px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 173px" height="207" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7840/1863/320/100_0033.jpg" width="232" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7840/1863/1600/100_0059.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 208px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 171px" height="169" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7840/1863/320/100_0059.jpg" width="249" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7840/1863/1600/100_0026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 195px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 170px" height="149" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7840/1863/320/100_0026.jpg" width="234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so today was fun. i would have amazing captions but i need to get some sleep before a long but AWESOME day tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;woot. woot.&lt;br /&gt;ilovechristmas.&lt;br /&gt;ilovejesus.&lt;br /&gt;loveallyouguys.&lt;br /&gt;lovekier.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18932333-113522315214240806?l=disisbekier.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disisbekier.blogspot.com/feeds/113522315214240806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18932333&amp;postID=113522315214240806' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18932333/posts/default/113522315214240806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18932333/posts/default/113522315214240806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disisbekier.blogspot.com/2005/12/lalalalala.html' title='lalalalala'/><author><name>kier</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02964800665345904441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b36/disisbekier/100_3923.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18932333.post-113511631345000631</id><published>2005-12-20T17:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-20T17:05:13.460-05:00</updated><title type='text'>wOoT wOoT</title><content type='html'>HAPPY KIERSTIN EVE EVERYONE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow is memily eve, so wish her and yourselves a good one too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7840/1863/320/364397071_l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love, kier&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18932333-113511631345000631?l=disisbekier.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disisbekier.blogspot.com/feeds/113511631345000631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18932333&amp;postID=113511631345000631' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18932333/posts/default/113511631345000631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18932333/posts/default/113511631345000631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disisbekier.blogspot.com/2005/12/woot-woot.html' title='wOoT wOoT'/><author><name>kier</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02964800665345904441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b36/disisbekier/100_3923.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18932333.post-113483829241056165</id><published>2005-12-17T11:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-17T11:51:32.423-05:00</updated><title type='text'>yahooo</title><content type='html'>guess what everyone??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in four days i will be 15!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7840/1863/1600/f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 195px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 171px" height="171" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7840/1863/320/f.jpg" width="242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next wednesday will be the best!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woot woot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love, kier&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18932333-113483829241056165?l=disisbekier.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disisbekier.blogspot.com/feeds/113483829241056165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18932333&amp;postID=113483829241056165' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18932333/posts/default/113483829241056165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18932333/posts/default/113483829241056165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disisbekier.blogspot.com/2005/12/yahooo.html' title='yahooo'/><author><name>kier</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02964800665345904441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b36/disisbekier/100_3923.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18932333.post-113476539329342281</id><published>2005-12-16T15:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-16T18:38:31.893-05:00</updated><title type='text'>just thought i'd say...</title><content type='html'>so i am very happppppy that its the weekend. this week went by very slowly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7840/1863/1600/100_0575.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 177px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 145px" height="191" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7840/1863/320/100_0575.jpg" width="258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i miss the play...&lt;br /&gt;a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but today was a lot better than expected. we had a performance at hemetter, i saw jack and he made me laugh while i was singing but thats alright. so then i went beck to school and we did almost nothing in every class. well, not really. i have a test on monday that is for honors world studies, but i will not be there.... darrrrn. we are going to the ghetto, WP to sing for their choirs from 830 to 10. so, it looks like i wont be able to take the test monday. i gave a presentation, which i happened to do very well but did not practice once. i got an A. then i took a chem test. i think i did better than i have ever done before. higher than a C and i am set for life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is what my house looks like. i LOOOOVE christmas &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7840/1863/1600/100_0534.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 256px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 219px" height="181" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7840/1863/320/100_0534.jpg" width="131" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i am starting to stress out about exams.&lt;br /&gt;a lot.&lt;br /&gt;i dont know why, but they are making me stress already. even though i have learned it all, its a tonnnn!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pray!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, i will think of something else to write later. annie, over break lets go to Barnes and Noble again. woah. annie doesnt have one of these. poop.&lt;br /&gt;love, kier&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18932333-113476539329342281?l=disisbekier.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disisbekier.blogspot.com/feeds/113476539329342281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18932333&amp;postID=113476539329342281' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18932333/posts/default/113476539329342281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18932333/posts/default/113476539329342281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disisbekier.blogspot.com/2005/12/just-thought-id-say.html' title='just thought i&apos;d say...'/><author><name>kier</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02964800665345904441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b36/disisbekier/100_3923.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18932333.post-113452632737296172</id><published>2005-12-13T21:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-15T17:32:47.350-05:00</updated><title type='text'>kierstin is back in full force</title><content type='html'>so, i guess i am back for good&lt;br /&gt;the play was excellent&lt;br /&gt;i miss it a lot already&lt;br /&gt;i have decided to do the musical,&lt;br /&gt;and it will work out with soccer,&lt;br /&gt;so i am happy.&lt;br /&gt;i like this whole writing on a slant thing&lt;br /&gt;oh, and if everyone can leave a comment of their link,&lt;br /&gt;so it wont take me as long as it did before to find them all, only for them to get deleted&lt;br /&gt;i am still not completely satisfied with this bad boy&lt;br /&gt;but like many things, i will learn to love it&lt;br /&gt;love, kier&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18932333-113452632737296172?l=disisbekier.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disisbekier.blogspot.com/feeds/113452632737296172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18932333&amp;postID=113452632737296172' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18932333/posts/default/113452632737296172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18932333/posts/default/113452632737296172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disisbekier.blogspot.com/2005/12/kierstin-is-back-in-full-force.html' title='kierstin is back in full force'/><author><name>kier</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02964800665345904441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b36/disisbekier/100_3923.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18932333.post-113314194878943334</id><published>2005-11-27T23:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-03T11:10:28.283-05:00</updated><title type='text'>sorry</title><content type='html'>sorry&lt;br /&gt;but i like xanga&lt;br /&gt;ta ta for a while!&lt;br /&gt;love, kier&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18932333-113314194878943334?l=disisbekier.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disisbekier.blogspot.com/feeds/113314194878943334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18932333&amp;postID=113314194878943334' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18932333/posts/default/113314194878943334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18932333/posts/default/113314194878943334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disisbekier.blogspot.com/2005/11/sorry.html' title='sorry'/><author><name>kier</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02964800665345904441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b36/disisbekier/100_3923.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18932333.post-113305614862435661</id><published>2005-11-26T23:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-27T15:52:06.943-05:00</updated><title type='text'>the entry about nothing...not that anything else is about something...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7840/1863/1600/dididothat2.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 152px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 230px" height="230" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7840/1863/320/dididothat2.0.jpg" width="140" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got my hair done...&lt;br /&gt;what do you think??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so the party was way fun, and if i had a digital camera then i would post a bunch of pics up in herr..... but i dont so i cant. anywho...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have homework. i should probably go. just informing you i guess. church tomorrow. fun stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see ya later guys. oh, go to the thing tomorrow night. i will be celebrating baptism! WOOT WOOT! i am excited!&lt;br /&gt;see ya guys later.&lt;br /&gt;love, kier&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18932333-113305614862435661?l=disisbekier.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disisbekier.blogspot.com/feeds/113305614862435661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18932333&amp;postID=113305614862435661' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18932333/posts/default/113305614862435661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18932333/posts/default/113305614862435661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disisbekier.blogspot.com/2005/11/entry-about-nothingnot-that-anything.html' title='the entry about nothing...not that anything else is about something...'/><author><name>kier</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02964800665345904441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b36/disisbekier/100_3923.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18932333.post-113293479182684081</id><published>2005-11-25T13:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-26T20:50:07.923-05:00</updated><title type='text'>so pretty much</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7840/1863/1600/100_0706.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 226px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 149px" height="129" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7840/1863/320/100_0706.jpg" width="262" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so brynn is right by me and in honor of her i am going to put a picture on of me and her... &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7840/1863/1600/kier%20and%20brynn.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 190px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 128px" height="157" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7840/1863/320/kier%20and%20brynn.jpg" width="231" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAY! hannah is&lt;br /&gt;upstairs. here is a&lt;br /&gt;picture of me and her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so last night and yesterday was a fun time. tonight dan comes over. that makes me HAPPPPPPPY! we will be hitting up the mario party 6 like none other. watchhhh out. then i am going over to mama b's for the girls party. yet another fun time at a sleepover. YAHOO!&lt;br /&gt;leave me a comment puh-lease&lt;br /&gt;i never get them. :(&lt;br /&gt;love, kier&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18932333-113293479182684081?l=disisbekier.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disisbekier.blogspot.com/feeds/113293479182684081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18932333&amp;postID=113293479182684081' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18932333/posts/default/113293479182684081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18932333/posts/default/113293479182684081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disisbekier.blogspot.com/2005/11/so-pretty-much.html' title='so pretty much'/><author><name>kier</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02964800665345904441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b36/disisbekier/100_3923.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18932333.post-113280352996130544</id><published>2005-11-23T22:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-26T22:12:47.020-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I'd like to be buried Indian-style, where they put you up on a high rack, above the ground. That way, you could get hit by meteorites and not feel it</title><content type='html'>so pretty much i am always busy but i dont have to be at play practice all weekend, so that makes me want to wet myself. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;just because i am so excited.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; so then i came home early tonight. it was saweet. realllllly saweet. cause i got to eat dinner!&lt;br /&gt;so pretty much this weekend and the end of this week will be amazing chocked full of parties, food, friends, MY AUNT, and some other sweet things. like homework. no, scratch that off the list...&lt;br /&gt;so i am excited.&lt;br /&gt;did i say that yet??&lt;br /&gt;mmhmm, maybe&lt;br /&gt;OHHHH dan is coming over on friday! MARIO PARTY 6 TIME! that makes me want to cry, that may be THE best thing of this weekend.&lt;br /&gt;yeah, i think im done&lt;br /&gt;love, kier&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18932333-113280352996130544?l=disisbekier.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disisbekier.blogspot.com/feeds/113280352996130544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18932333&amp;postID=113280352996130544' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18932333/posts/default/113280352996130544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18932333/posts/default/113280352996130544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disisbekier.blogspot.com/2005/11/id-like-to-be-buried-indian-style.html' title='I&apos;d like to be buried Indian-style, where they put you up on a high rack, above the ground. That way, you could get hit by meteorites and not feel it'/><author><name>kier</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02964800665345904441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b36/disisbekier/100_3923.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18932333.post-113241100766254961</id><published>2005-11-19T09:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-21T21:21:19.610-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Probably the earliest fly was nothing more than some sort of striking surface attached to the end of a long stick...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;i dont have really anything to say... so i will ramble... but then again, when do i &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;really have anything to say??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;so i went to bed pretty late last night, but i am up early once again... my brother had to come in at 845 and ask me if i called my sisters cell phone, honestly, i dont understand. how/why would i have called my sisters cell phone, i was &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;sleeping! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;ohh well, its alright. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7840/1863/1600/100_0924.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 209px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 148px" height="148" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7840/1863/320/100_0924.jpg" width="270" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;so i really like this picture... it reminds me of florida, because that's where my mom took the picture and i saw it there for the first time. these flowers were EVERYWHERE and it was kinda funny cause my grandma would always talk about them for the longest time... haha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;so i have a pratty busy day today... kinda. full of homework with hannah... and driving around and probably getting lost with caroline and alicia. haha. but, it will be fun. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;well i think i may get going, i need to take a shower and i feel like taking one because i enjoy taking showers. is that weird?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;hmm... i dont know....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love, kier&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18932333-113241100766254961?l=disisbekier.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disisbekier.blogspot.com/feeds/113241100766254961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18932333&amp;postID=113241100766254961' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18932333/posts/default/113241100766254961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18932333/posts/default/113241100766254961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disisbekier.blogspot.com/2005/11/probably-earliest-fly-was-nothing-more.html' title='Probably the earliest fly was nothing more than some sort of striking surface attached to the end of a long stick...'/><author><name>kier</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02964800665345904441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b36/disisbekier/100_3923.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18932333.post-113237271268382771</id><published>2005-11-18T22:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-18T22:58:32.683-05:00</updated><title type='text'>the ability to understand...its so overrated</title><content type='html'>i am not sure if i get this, but i am &lt;strong&gt;really trying&lt;/strong&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                today was an alright day. filled with school, practice, running, meijers, sherwood, homework, and willy wonka for the first time. which i am not really watching, cause i am trying to figure this thing out.&lt;br /&gt;so since you can put pics on here i have dedicated my time to this thing, blogger ness has once again amazed me, so if you see pics dont be alarmed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7840/1863/1600/000_0358.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 180px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 116px" height="141" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7840/1863/320/000_0358.jpg" width="214" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;hey everyone, i need prayer... i have been very busy and i need to make more   time for God. its so difficult but i have been struggling with that lately. so, prayer would help. thanks guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i like this picture, but hannah does not. i am sorry, but i think it is a good one. well, i feel like being done. i am not used to long posts.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18932333-113237271268382771?l=disisbekier.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://disisbekier.blogspot.com/feeds/113237271268382771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18932333&amp;postID=113237271268382771' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18932333/posts/default/113237271268382771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18932333/posts/default/113237271268382771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://disisbekier.blogspot.com/2005/11/ability-to-understandits-so-overrated.html' title='the ability to understand...its so overrated'/><author><name>kier</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02964800665345904441</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b36/disisbekier/100_3923.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
