<?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-6114841</id><updated>2011-04-21T15:14:38.926-07:00</updated><title type='text'>frail rose</title><subtitle type='html'>When there's a shadow, you follow the sun.
When there is love, then you look for the one.
And for the promises, there is the sky.
And for the heavens are those who can fly.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frailrose.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6114841/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frailrose.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Rach</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17508449644983780188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' 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href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6114841/posts/default/2016102703523542130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frailrose.blogspot.com/2007/03/this-is-my-new-couch.html' title=''/><author><name>Rach</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17508449644983780188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_cCTzJ-bvK-8/RgMkCewqF1I/AAAAAAAAAAs/vsNAPVt2tlw/s72-c/chouch.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6114841.post-3284785243083795031</id><published>2007-02-28T16:29:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-28T16:33:11.985-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frailrose.blogspot.com/feeds/3284785243083795031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6114841&amp;postID=3284785243083795031' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6114841/posts/default/3284785243083795031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6114841/posts/default/3284785243083795031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frailrose.blogspot.com/2007/02/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Rach</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17508449644983780188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_cCTzJ-bvK-8/ReYfPsGMgdI/AAAAAAAAAAU/HIDcPhrIEIk/s72-c/dress22back.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6114841.post-116379610391910578</id><published>2006-11-17T12:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T12:41:43.946-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>it's a baby phoenix!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frailrose.blogspot.com/feeds/116379610391910578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6114841&amp;postID=116379610391910578' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6114841/posts/default/116379610391910578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6114841/posts/default/116379610391910578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frailrose.blogspot.com/2006/11/its-baby-phoenix.html' title=''/><author><name>Rach</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17508449644983780188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6114841.post-116379204987115328</id><published>2006-11-17T11:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T11:34:09.886-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>this is really friggin cool. i want it.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frailrose.blogspot.com/feeds/116379204987115328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6114841&amp;postID=116379204987115328' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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type='text'></title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frailrose.blogspot.com/feeds/113632378045699601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6114841&amp;postID=113632378045699601' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6114841/posts/default/113632378045699601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6114841/posts/default/113632378045699601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frailrose.blogspot.com/2006/01/blog-post_03.html' title=''/><author><name>Rach</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17508449644983780188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' 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title=''/><author><name>Rach</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17508449644983780188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6114841.post-108372447550093034</id><published>2004-05-04T19:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-04T19:38:59.843-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>lol this is still here. apparently they will NEVER DELETE THIS! SO HAHAHAHAHHAHA!!!!!! I have nothing to say really..i have a live journal now. Thats giong well for me. WE're getting along pretty well now. go here ;ivejournal.com/users/frail_rose</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frailrose.blogspot.com/feeds/108372447550093034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6114841&amp;postID=108372447550093034' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6114841/posts/default/108372447550093034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6114841/posts/default/108372447550093034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frailrose.blogspot.com/2004/05/lol-this-is-still-here.html' title=''/><author><name>Rach</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17508449644983780188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6114841.post-108044963516329245</id><published>2004-03-27T20:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-03-27T20:57:27.936-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I think that the problem is that the media is attempting to make money off of our unhappiness. I and many of my friends have web logs(blogs) and web journals. I've been reading the a lot and the one thing I notice is a lot of us are unhappy. Tired of being fed false happiness, unhappy with the way the world is going to hell in a hand basket, sick of everyone and everyhing being the same. The </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frailrose.blogspot.com/feeds/108044963516329245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6114841&amp;postID=108044963516329245' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6114841/posts/default/108044963516329245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6114841/posts/default/108044963516329245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frailrose.blogspot.com/2004/03/i-think-that-problem-is-that-media-is.html' title=''/><author><name>Rach</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17508449644983780188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6114841.post-108044434863682443</id><published>2004-03-27T19:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-03-27T19:29:20.920-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So I haven't updated in a while...been on live journal....liverjournal.com/users/frail_roselivejournal.com/users/no_its_just_meI've also noticed that no one's been commnting....wtf guys? nothings really up with me.I'm unhappy as usual so I guess thats it. If you guys want me to keep this thing up lemme know cause i'm thinkin about deleting it.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frailrose.blogspot.com/feeds/108044434863682443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6114841&amp;postID=108044434863682443' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6114841/posts/default/108044434863682443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6114841/posts/default/108044434863682443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frailrose.blogspot.com/2004/03/so-i-havent-updated-in-while.html' title=''/><author><name>Rach</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17508449644983780188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6114841.post-107945392172142846</id><published>2004-03-16T08:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-03-16T08:21:58.420-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>My friend Kate says she wants to be a big rock star and her parents justdon't understandthey spent a lot of money on her college education and they'd really like tosee some resultsbut Kate's got this big fire inside you should see how it burns her upwhen something forces you out in front of strangers to sing it's as powerfulas any loveand we're a local Boston Bandanother local Boston </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frailrose.blogspot.com/feeds/107945392172142846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6114841&amp;postID=107945392172142846' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6114841/posts/default/107945392172142846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6114841/posts/default/107945392172142846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frailrose.blogspot.com/2004/03/my-friend-kate-says-she-wants-to-be.html' title=''/><author><name>Rach</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17508449644983780188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6114841.post-107945364896667774</id><published>2004-03-16T08:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-03-16T08:17:25.686-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>No, this is intended for any one person it's just a good songBeing who we areseeing what we seegoing where we goyou should be with meKnowing what we knowdoing what we doknowing where we've beenI should be with you and it seems that life could be any other waythan this room this street this skyI remember I was crying yesterdaybut now I can't remember why On my bedroom wallin a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frailrose.blogspot.com/feeds/107945364896667774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6114841&amp;postID=107945364896667774' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6114841/posts/default/107945364896667774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6114841/posts/default/107945364896667774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frailrose.blogspot.com/2004/03/no-this-is-intended-for-any-one-person.html' title=''/><author><name>Rach</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17508449644983780188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6114841.post-107915606907449368</id><published>2004-03-12T21:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-03-12T21:37:40.950-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>so today has been somewhat eventful. I went to school, I came home, I read my email, I cried, I listened to awesome music by Andy Kuhar, I went to Boarders, I drank diet Air (yes, diet air) I came home, discovered why I'm not too fond of my family and am now sitting here contemplating life love and all that goes in between.    My email checking was rather interesting...I got this email from the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frailrose.blogspot.com/feeds/107915606907449368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6114841&amp;postID=107915606907449368' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6114841/posts/default/107915606907449368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6114841/posts/default/107915606907449368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frailrose.blogspot.com/2004/03/so-today-has-been-somewhat-eventful.html' title=''/><author><name>Rach</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17508449644983780188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6114841.post-107902045589392985</id><published>2004-03-11T07:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-03-11T07:57:26.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>go to azriael.blogspot.com and read some hilarious stuff</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frailrose.blogspot.com/feeds/107902045589392985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6114841&amp;postID=107902045589392985' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6114841/posts/default/107902045589392985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6114841/posts/default/107902045589392985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frailrose.blogspot.com/2004/03/go-to-azriael.html' title=''/><author><name>Rach</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17508449644983780188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6114841.post-107901668397707621</id><published>2004-03-11T06:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-03-11T06:54:34.060-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>so i told this wonderful guy how i felt and ya know what he said....the most ironic thing in the world......'i love you and i always will, just not that way'. so the lesson of the day is ......is you care about someone and you want to be with someone.....FREAKIN TELL THEM!!!!!! that way you won't end up like me.....So right about now i feel really empty...and i can't exactly think clearly. Which </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frailrose.blogspot.com/feeds/107901668397707621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6114841&amp;postID=107901668397707621' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6114841/posts/default/107901668397707621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6114841/posts/default/107901668397707621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frailrose.blogspot.com/2004/03/so-i-told-this-wonderful-guy-how-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Rach</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17508449644983780188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6114841.post-107878266567834367</id><published>2004-03-08T13:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-03-08T13:54:11.293-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So I haven't posted in a while but I'm gonna try and make ths short so you don't have to deal with my incessant whining. today I woke up and realised that I'm stupid. Yestrer day I woke up and reaised that I needed new bed. I'm stupid because I gave up the chance to be with someone I love because i couldn't get over my stupid fears of life and people. So now i feel really strupid and unhappy. I'm</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frailrose.blogspot.com/feeds/107878266567834367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6114841&amp;postID=107878266567834367' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6114841/posts/default/107878266567834367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6114841/posts/default/107878266567834367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frailrose.blogspot.com/2004/03/so-i-havent-posted-in-while-but-im.html' title=''/><author><name>Rach</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17508449644983780188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6114841.post-107800908716727858</id><published>2004-02-28T14:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-28T15:01:00.326-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>This shall be a quick up-date, for I have not much time. Tday I went to see The Passion of Christ. Everyone go see it now. It was one of the best movies I've ever seen. It was absolutely awesome. I just can't explain it. Did I cry? Yes, the tears just came pouring out of my eyes. I couldn't stop crying. Just seeing the pain that was caused because of my sins really got to me. In the movie Jesus </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frailrose.blogspot.com/feeds/107800908716727858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6114841&amp;postID=107800908716727858' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6114841/posts/default/107800908716727858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6114841/posts/default/107800908716727858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frailrose.blogspot.com/2004/02/this-shall-be-quick-up-date-for-i-have.html' title=''/><author><name>Rach</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17508449644983780188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6114841.post-107704343820724335</id><published>2004-02-17T10:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-17T10:46:36.246-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So  my life is going rapidly downhill, my friends are all on the brink of killing someone, I've been rather unhappy for the past week or so and I satyed up all last night bawling my eyes out. Yeah, I'm ok. No, really, I'm great. I've been having psychotic dreams lately, and I've been suddenly overcome by feelings of extreme holy shit ness. My downfall is actually rather etertaining.           So</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frailrose.blogspot.com/feeds/107704343820724335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6114841&amp;postID=107704343820724335' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6114841/posts/default/107704343820724335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6114841/posts/default/107704343820724335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frailrose.blogspot.com/2004/02/so-my-life-is-going-rapidly-downhill.html' title=''/><author><name>Rach</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17508449644983780188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6114841.post-107600514762869048</id><published>2004-02-05T10:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-05T10:21:29.403-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>How bout everyone goes to elephantsdonttieshoes.blogspot.com look at it, come back here and tell me what you think.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frailrose.blogspot.com/feeds/107600514762869048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6114841&amp;postID=107600514762869048' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6114841/posts/default/107600514762869048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6114841/posts/default/107600514762869048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frailrose.blogspot.com/2004/02/how-bout-everyone-goes-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Rach</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17508449644983780188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6114841.post-107600370447842735</id><published>2004-02-05T09:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-05T09:57:25.746-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>You guys, somehing happened at school today. I can't tell you about it not here, not now, maybe not ever. I just need prayers, lots of prayers. This is somthing serious, I'm a wreck. There's nothing you can do except pray. Pray for me and the other people involved. I cannot stress to you how badly I need this right now. Love and Tears~Rachel A Hemphill</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frailrose.blogspot.com/feeds/107600370447842735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6114841&amp;postID=107600370447842735' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6114841/posts/default/107600370447842735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6114841/posts/default/107600370447842735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frailrose.blogspot.com/2004/02/you-guys-somehing-happened-at-school.html' title=''/><author><name>Rach</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17508449644983780188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6114841.post-107576193051424894</id><published>2004-02-02T14:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-02T14:47:48.076-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So how about I'm pissed. My Grandma decided that this morning WHILE I'M AWAKE she's going to sit at the dining room table with my mom and tell her why she doesn't like me. WTF is up with that. She actually sat there while I was in the room telling my mom what a burden I am and how I get in the way. What a wonderful start to my day! So now I feel completely unwanted and haed by my family and my </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frailrose.blogspot.com/feeds/107576193051424894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6114841&amp;postID=107576193051424894' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6114841/posts/default/107576193051424894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6114841/posts/default/107576193051424894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frailrose.blogspot.com/2004/02/so-how-about-im-pissed.html' title=''/><author><name>Rach</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17508449644983780188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6114841.post-107551814444250160</id><published>2004-01-30T19:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-30T19:04:38.716-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So I got bored...Lonliness dominates you. You can hide it well, butits there, and your friends can see it. Youconstantly feel alone, and need to do things tofill your time. Your afraid to tell peoplethis, but sooner or later it gets out in a badway, and you think you screwed up everything.And when you are in love is when you are sadthe most. (Please Vote) What Emotion Dominates you?  brought </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frailrose.blogspot.com/feeds/107551814444250160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6114841&amp;postID=107551814444250160' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6114841/posts/default/107551814444250160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6114841/posts/default/107551814444250160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frailrose.blogspot.com/2004/01/so-i-got-bored.html' title=''/><author><name>Rach</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17508449644983780188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6114841.post-107540234011626535</id><published>2004-01-29T10:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-29T10:54:31.860-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Well today is a day and I'm at school. I'm bored and I miss my oeeos. Aside from my insane family being not too cool I'm doin ok. I'm thinking about stuff right now like....detention. I"m sooooo pissed. I hate serving detention! I guess thats the point though....but it's not like I committed some serious crime likea DCV, I had an unmopened pop can sitting on my desk. I didn't want to out it in my</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frailrose.blogspot.com/feeds/107540234011626535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6114841&amp;postID=107540234011626535' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6114841/posts/default/107540234011626535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6114841/posts/default/107540234011626535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frailrose.blogspot.com/2004/01/well-today-is-day-and-im-at-school.html' title=''/><author><name>Rach</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17508449644983780188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6114841.post-107524371242550465</id><published>2004-01-27T14:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-27T14:50:41.873-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hi everyone. So yeah, 2 days in a row. I'm at the library being bored and such so yeah.Today has been rough I guess. I'm feeling a bit sick so I don't know. Last night I ended up in a not so happy mood and I figured something out about myself. What I Figured Out...this is really hard to share because it just is. someone pointed out to me not too long ago that I was emotionally needy (thats not</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frailrose.blogspot.com/feeds/107524371242550465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6114841&amp;postID=107524371242550465' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6114841/posts/default/107524371242550465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6114841/posts/default/107524371242550465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frailrose.blogspot.com/2004/01/hi-everyone.html' title=''/><author><name>Rach</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17508449644983780188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6114841.post-107514921849838533</id><published>2004-01-26T12:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-26T12:35:46.610-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So I haven't posted in a while due to the fact that my computer access has been nil. Today has officially sucked so far. I got my first detention of Freshman year. So you're probably thinking something like"awww goody two shoes Rachel got in trouble...poor baby ;-) " But the thing is as if failing Biology isn't enough I'm going to bein even more trouble and it's not like Mom and Dad are up for </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frailrose.blogspot.com/feeds/107514921849838533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6114841&amp;postID=107514921849838533' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6114841/posts/default/107514921849838533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6114841/posts/default/107514921849838533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frailrose.blogspot.com/2004/01/so-i-havent-posted-in-while-due-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Rach</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17508449644983780188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6114841.post-107488436707267657</id><published>2004-01-23T10:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-23T11:01:30.483-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Yeah so like I said I'm living with my grandma. It was origionally just me Tim Brandon and my dad but my mom and Leah and Sarah have migrated over there too. So yeah....I dunno. I can be found there or at Phoenix coffee house or at the Library. I'm usually at Phoenix at around 4:30 5:00. I don't how long thats gonna last because I don't know when and if we're moving anytime soon. so yeah.....I'll</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frailrose.blogspot.com/feeds/107488436707267657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6114841&amp;postID=107488436707267657' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6114841/posts/default/107488436707267657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6114841/posts/default/107488436707267657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frailrose.blogspot.com/2004/01/yeah-so-like-i-said-im-living-with-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Rach</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17508449644983780188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6114841.post-107462518144360361</id><published>2004-01-20T10:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-20T11:01:40.733-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So that was another false alarm....we're not moving for a while it seems. Something happened with the Rocky River house and so we're NOT moving there. I'm staying with my grandma in Lakewood now, it's only a few blocks away from Mark. If you need to get a hold of me call this number-216-521-1019 I gotta go now the bell just rang ttyl I need raywers guys!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frailrose.blogspot.com/feeds/107462518144360361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6114841&amp;postID=107462518144360361' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6114841/posts/default/107462518144360361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6114841/posts/default/107462518144360361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frailrose.blogspot.com/2004/01/so-that-was-another-false-alarm.html' title=''/><author><name>Rach</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17508449644983780188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6114841.post-107455821129750999</id><published>2004-01-19T16:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-19T16:25:30.013-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So that was a flase alarm....TUESDAY WE MOVE!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frailrose.blogspot.com/feeds/107455821129750999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6114841&amp;postID=107455821129750999' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6114841/posts/default/107455821129750999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6114841/posts/default/107455821129750999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frailrose.blogspot.com/2004/01/so-that-was-flase-alarm.html' title=''/><author><name>Rach</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17508449644983780188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6114841.post-107427415009819587</id><published>2004-01-16T09:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-16T09:31:03.700-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Mood:BoredMusic: May It Be~EnyaSo tomorrow's the big day...the day when I finally get all of my stuff back, the day when I get my bed back...the day when I get a house! Tomorrow is moving day. As a few of you may know we are moving to Rocky River. If you want the new phone number and address email me at VerbalVigilante@aol.com...I probably won't be able to get back to you for a while because </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frailrose.blogspot.com/feeds/107427415009819587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6114841&amp;postID=107427415009819587' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6114841/posts/default/107427415009819587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6114841/posts/default/107427415009819587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frailrose.blogspot.com/2004/01/moodbored-music-may-it-beenya-so.html' title=''/><author><name>Rach</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17508449644983780188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6114841.post-107419368825687342</id><published>2004-01-15T11:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-15T11:10:01.450-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So for some reason I don't really feel like up dating. I really don't have anything to say. I just want everyone to be happy. I want everyone to understand that they mean something. I want Matt to be happy....Matt be happy. I want Lizzy to not to have to shovel alone...Someone shovel with Lizzy. I want people to stop fighting...*clears throat* I want everyone to go to THE RIGHT TO LIFE RALLY ON </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frailrose.blogspot.com/feeds/107419368825687342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6114841&amp;postID=107419368825687342' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6114841/posts/default/107419368825687342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6114841/posts/default/107419368825687342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frailrose.blogspot.com/2004/01/so-for-some-reason-i-dont-really-feel.html' title=''/><author><name>Rach</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17508449644983780188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6114841.post-107405203698780727</id><published>2004-01-13T19:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-13T19:49:07.436-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>quick update. I'm staying at marks house for now, i didn't get in to Hello Dolly-don't really care, Brandon is here-whatever, not going to Winter Formal-shut up and leave me alone I don't want to freakin go, House in Rocky River...new number to be posted soon.....thats about it</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frailrose.blogspot.com/feeds/107405203698780727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6114841&amp;postID=107405203698780727' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6114841/posts/default/107405203698780727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6114841/posts/default/107405203698780727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frailrose.blogspot.com/2004/01/quick-update.html' title=''/><author><name>Rach</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17508449644983780188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6114841.post-107361882797366502</id><published>2004-01-08T19:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-08T19:27:28.013-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>This is gonna be short because I MUST finish packing my room. I just found out that my brother Brandon is coming to visit (he lives in Cali.) shit. is all I have to say to that.  I didn't get called back which is no biggie becase I didn't ask for a major role. I have no idea when and if I'll get the call. I'm a bit worn out from packing-there's so much to do. I feel really broken right about now.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frailrose.blogspot.com/feeds/107361882797366502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6114841&amp;postID=107361882797366502' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6114841/posts/default/107361882797366502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6114841/posts/default/107361882797366502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frailrose.blogspot.com/2004/01/this-is-gonna-be-short-because-i-must.html' title=''/><author><name>Rach</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17508449644983780188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6114841.post-107352525338260354</id><published>2004-01-07T17:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-07T17:27:53.010-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So I got home a few min ago from the auditions....wow. I learned a few things-I can't dance and the hat eases tension. A lot of people that I knew were there-Pete, Lawrence, Liz, JP, Kellen, Will and so on and so forth. So I woke up this morning at 7:15 and my dad tells me "Get up it's 7:15, you don't have time for a shower! Hurry up" So I throw back my covers to find 5 GOERGE FOREMAN GRILLS </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frailrose.blogspot.com/feeds/107352525338260354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6114841&amp;postID=107352525338260354' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6114841/posts/default/107352525338260354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6114841/posts/default/107352525338260354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frailrose.blogspot.com/2004/01/so-i-got-home-few-min-ago-from.html' title=''/><author><name>Rach</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17508449644983780188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6114841.post-107344568521536570</id><published>2004-01-06T19:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-06T19:21:44.760-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Yeah, another post five seconds later. Why is everything falling apart? Why is it that nothing is working? Why do things always have to work out this way? Why can't everything be ok? I just don't get this anymore, I don't understand why right when I need everything to be ok thigs just start falling apart. I don't understnad why I'm so afraid of everyone, I don't understand what there is to fear.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frailrose.blogspot.com/feeds/107344568521536570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6114841&amp;postID=107344568521536570' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6114841/posts/default/107344568521536570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6114841/posts/default/107344568521536570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frailrose.blogspot.com/2004/01/yeah-another-post-five-seconds-later.html' title=''/><author><name>Rach</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17508449644983780188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6114841.post-107344484491765395</id><published>2004-01-06T19:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-06T19:07:44.600-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So hey, guess what!? We're NOT moving to North Olmsted. Yeah, thats a lovely bunch of coconuts. So now we're thinking Rocky River. My room is nowhere near packed and I don't have my music for my audition tomorrow or a song for that matter. I feel pretty good right about now actually. I don't think Tim is ok so if anyone of you talk to him try to make him feel better about life. I don't know, I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frailrose.blogspot.com/feeds/107344484491765395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6114841&amp;postID=107344484491765395' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6114841/posts/default/107344484491765395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6114841/posts/default/107344484491765395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frailrose.blogspot.com/2004/01/so-hey-guess-what-were-not-moving-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Rach</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17508449644983780188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6114841.post-107336186042150182</id><published>2004-01-05T20:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-05T20:04:39.850-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I haven;t posted in a while due to the fact that Blogger just does not like me or my blog. That's really not cool. Today was the first day back to school this year. It was really stressful. It was good to get back into the swing of things but I'm so tired. I should be sleeping now but I'm too stressed to do even that. Wednesday is my Hello Dolly audition and I don't have my freakin music. I would</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frailrose.blogspot.com/feeds/107336186042150182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6114841&amp;postID=107336186042150182' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6114841/posts/default/107336186042150182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6114841/posts/default/107336186042150182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frailrose.blogspot.com/2004/01/i-havent-posted-in-while-due-to-fact.html' title=''/><author><name>Rach</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17508449644983780188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6114841.post-107319295338794250</id><published>2004-01-03T21:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-03T21:09:32.230-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>You're young and smart and want a good timeI'm sweet and silent and wish you were mine I love you like none other and you love me like you're my brotherYears between us love spands through time I wish I were yours and I know you'll never be mine.~Rachel Ann Anastasia Hemphill-because I hate you and love you at the same time</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frailrose.blogspot.com/feeds/107319295338794250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6114841&amp;postID=107319295338794250' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6114841/posts/default/107319295338794250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6114841/posts/default/107319295338794250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frailrose.blogspot.com/2004/01/youre-young-and-smart-and-want-good.html' title=''/><author><name>Rach</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17508449644983780188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6114841.post-107317070484230001</id><published>2004-01-03T14:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-03T14:58:42.890-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Wow, I just realised that break is almost over. I have one day left. I still have my eassy to write. It's been a pretty good break. Things have changed but things have also stayed the same. Right now I feel pretty good. I'm a bit worried about a few people but I just feel like everything's gonna be alright. You guys are great. So now I just need some people to share Phenix with...Becca? lol I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frailrose.blogspot.com/feeds/107317070484230001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6114841&amp;postID=107317070484230001' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6114841/posts/default/107317070484230001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6114841/posts/default/107317070484230001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frailrose.blogspot.com/2004/01/wow-i-just-realised-that-break-is.html' title=''/><author><name>Rach</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17508449644983780188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6114841.post-107308579018811162</id><published>2004-01-02T15:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-02T23:12:58.570-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So yeah, my head hurts and I need to talk to a specific person. But I don't want to talk to them at all-I HVAE to talk to them becuause bad things will insue if I don't...Like I will scream at that person.Later TodaySo i was talking to someone and they brought this song up so I decided I'd put it up here.Bob Marley-Three Little Birds"Don't worry about a thing,'Cause every little thing gonna </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frailrose.blogspot.com/feeds/107308579018811162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6114841&amp;postID=107308579018811162' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6114841/posts/default/107308579018811162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6114841/posts/default/107308579018811162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frailrose.blogspot.com/2004/01/so-yeah-my-head-hurts-and-i-need-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Rach</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17508449644983780188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6114841.post-107298447765863531</id><published>2004-01-01T11:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-01T11:14:55.773-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So I was thinking and I realised how quickly last year went by. Christmas came and went like none other. I'm a few months away from getting my temps and then what? The fact that some people I know are gonna be goin off to college is hitting me as hard as it did last year. Like Mark! HE GOIN TO COLLEGE NEXT FLIPPIN YEAR! All my college peeps now will be silly sophomores like me next year ;-) -</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frailrose.blogspot.com/feeds/107298447765863531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6114841&amp;postID=107298447765863531' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6114841/posts/default/107298447765863531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6114841/posts/default/107298447765863531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frailrose.blogspot.com/2004/01/so-i-was-thinking-and-i-realised-how.html' title=''/><author><name>Rach</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17508449644983780188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6114841.post-107294369053605027</id><published>2003-12-31T23:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-31T23:55:07.983-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So I 've decided to keep the blog up and to shorten my posts but Seeing as it's a New Year and I actually did stuff worth note today this post will be as long as I want it. First I'm gonna write about how I feel right now. I feel sad and worn and tired and drained. Maybe it's COLDPLAY at the end of the day that'll do that to ya. I don't know. I just know that......Before I lose this revelation! </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frailrose.blogspot.com/feeds/107294369053605027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6114841&amp;postID=107294369053605027' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6114841/posts/default/107294369053605027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6114841/posts/default/107294369053605027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frailrose.blogspot.com/2003/12/so-i-ve-decided-to-keep-blog-up-and-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Rach</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17508449644983780188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6114841.post-107283835158153649</id><published>2003-12-30T18:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-30T18:45:07.126-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So I was thinking, maybe it's time for this bolg to end along with 2003. Yes, it's only been with me for a few months but it carries so much that I want to let go of. I've learned a lot about myself this past year and I hope to benefit from it. WHAT HAVE WE LEARNED TODAY?I've learned(Thanks to Neil and Stewart Smalley ;-) love you cowboy) that I'm smart I'm beautiful and gosh darn-it people </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frailrose.blogspot.com/feeds/107283835158153649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6114841&amp;postID=107283835158153649' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6114841/posts/default/107283835158153649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6114841/posts/default/107283835158153649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frailrose.blogspot.com/2003/12/so-i-was-thinking-maybe-its-time-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Rach</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17508449644983780188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6114841.post-107282112495081692</id><published>2003-12-30T13:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-30T13:55:18.380-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>My blog, is not being cool and it's acting up. I think imood is down so you'll never know my mood or get to see the happy smiley. MY FEELINGS FOR THE DAYIt means just what it says  Don't Want To Hear It~Happy RhodesOh close your mouth, no I don't want to hear itNo I don't want to hear it anymoreYou know I'm not your psychiatristAnd although I care very muchNo I don't want to hear it </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frailrose.blogspot.com/feeds/107282112495081692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6114841&amp;postID=107282112495081692' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6114841/posts/default/107282112495081692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6114841/posts/default/107282112495081692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frailrose.blogspot.com/2003/12/my-blog-is-not-being-cool-and-its.html' title=''/><author><name>Rach</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17508449644983780188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6114841.post-107273258265012810</id><published>2003-12-29T13:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-29T13:16:39.983-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Could You... Could you find my happiness and bring it back to me? I lost it on the bus today when it ran away from me. Could you grab my hope and dust it off for me? sometimes it's way back on the shelf and hard for me to see. Could you take my smile and turn it right-side-up? Sometimes it hard to smile whrn life begins to suck. Could you give me fortitude and help me don my sheath? I know</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frailrose.blogspot.com/feeds/107273258265012810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6114841&amp;postID=107273258265012810' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6114841/posts/default/107273258265012810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6114841/posts/default/107273258265012810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frailrose.blogspot.com/2003/12/could-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Rach</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17508449644983780188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6114841.post-107272732012652058</id><published>2003-12-29T11:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-29T11:48:56.990-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>MY BLOG STOPPED WORKING.....RAWRRRRRRRRRRRRRR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frailrose.blogspot.com/feeds/107272732012652058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6114841&amp;postID=107272732012652058' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6114841/posts/default/107272732012652058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6114841/posts/default/107272732012652058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frailrose.blogspot.com/2003/12/my-blog-stopped-working.html' title=''/><author><name>Rach</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17508449644983780188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6114841.post-107267268269340220</id><published>2003-12-28T20:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-28T20:38:19.516-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Let me cry by myself'Cause these tears will help to wash away the painI know in time they will dry                                                                                                          Yeah I loved you all my lifebut you don't even know a thing I feel insideNo, by the look in my eyeThat I'm just fine but I might need you to hold me tightI don't do excusesI don't ask why</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frailrose.blogspot.com/feeds/107267268269340220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6114841&amp;postID=107267268269340220' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6114841/posts/default/107267268269340220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6114841/posts/default/107267268269340220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frailrose.blogspot.com/2003/12/let-me-cry-by-myself-cause-these-tears.html' title=''/><author><name>Rach</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17508449644983780188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6114841.post-107264087601221496</id><published>2003-12-28T11:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-28T11:48:12.626-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'm sorry for going off on everyone lately, I'm so for being up-tight and I'm sorry for freaking out over everything. I know you guys care but sometimes I doubt it and I shouldn't do that to you. I shouldn't doubt you and for that I'm sorry. I shouldn't hold my past against you. Being human is not an excuse. So I'm admitting my faults, I'm sorry. I love you guys, later days~Rachel</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frailrose.blogspot.com/feeds/107264087601221496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6114841&amp;postID=107264087601221496' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6114841/posts/default/107264087601221496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6114841/posts/default/107264087601221496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frailrose.blogspot.com/2003/12/im-sorry-for-going-off-on-everyone.html' title=''/><author><name>Rach</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17508449644983780188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6114841.post-107259653231309842</id><published>2003-12-27T23:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-27T23:29:09.053-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So I'm supposed to be sleeping right now. I definately almost killed myself trying to get down the stairs without killing myself. I woke up at 5 pm so i'm not tired-at all. I got up hoping the people i left would still be on but noooooooo. No one other than Mark is on. Today has been boring-I FREAKIN GOT UP AT 5 PM!!!!!!!!! I didn't mean to and I feel terrible that I've lost a whole day. It just </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frailrose.blogspot.com/feeds/107259653231309842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6114841&amp;postID=107259653231309842' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6114841/posts/default/107259653231309842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6114841/posts/default/107259653231309842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frailrose.blogspot.com/2003/12/so-im-supposed-to-be-sleeping-right.html' title=''/><author><name>Rach</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17508449644983780188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6114841.post-107250873339175909</id><published>2003-12-26T23:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-26T23:05:50.176-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I have a problem. I writing this because I don't have the courage to talk about it with the person whom it concerns and because this is my blog and I can do what I want with it. This is a GUY problem-just so ya know. GUYS BE WARNED!!! Yes, I do have an older sister that I can talk about this with but it's currently 1:28 AM and she lives in Cali so it's long distance and I just feel like writing </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frailrose.blogspot.com/feeds/107250873339175909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6114841&amp;postID=107250873339175909' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6114841/posts/default/107250873339175909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6114841/posts/default/107250873339175909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frailrose.blogspot.com/2003/12/i-have-problem.html' title=''/><author><name>Rach</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17508449644983780188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6114841.post-107247412022246352</id><published>2003-12-26T13:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-26T13:28:56.590-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I just got back from hanging out with Mark, it was really fun! We went to Record Exchange and then we went and ate at Chipotle. I got 3 cd's-Deep Blue Something (they sing the song that goes "And I said what about Breakfast at Tiffany's...people say that we've got nothin' in common no common ground to start from and we're falling apart" ya know) and I got a Blue Bird cd-the case looked cool lol. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frailrose.blogspot.com/feeds/107247412022246352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6114841&amp;postID=107247412022246352' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6114841/posts/default/107247412022246352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6114841/posts/default/107247412022246352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frailrose.blogspot.com/2003/12/i-just-got-back-from-hanging-out-with.html' title=''/><author><name>Rach</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17508449644983780188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6114841.post-107237406226862296</id><published>2003-12-25T09:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-25T09:41:18.323-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>It's Christmas.......again. Well, here it is Christmas-again, and yeah. If you know me then you know I'm not big on Christmas for a number of reasons. First is the classic-I don't really want to go to someone's house and sit there while the little kids argue over who gets to open presents first and what order we should do it in, nor do I want to sit there and wait for the aduls to finish their </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frailrose.blogspot.com/feeds/107237406226862296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6114841&amp;postID=107237406226862296' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6114841/posts/default/107237406226862296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6114841/posts/default/107237406226862296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frailrose.blogspot.com/2003/12/its-christmas.html' title=''/><author><name>Rach</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17508449644983780188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6114841.post-107230623141828362</id><published>2003-12-24T14:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-24T14:50:47.003-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So it's Christmas Eve and I'm ALMOST BETTER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! So yeah, just though I'd let you know that. If anyone's going to Mass at St. Rose tonight tell me! So yeah, the music is back up and you know you wanna go to azriael.blogspot.com to hear the other music and see if it reminds you of any game in specific ;-) lol I haven't had much to say as of late-which is pretty odd for me. The only</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frailrose.blogspot.com/feeds/107230623141828362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6114841&amp;postID=107230623141828362' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6114841/posts/default/107230623141828362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6114841/posts/default/107230623141828362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frailrose.blogspot.com/2003/12/so-its-christmas-eve-and-im-almost.html' title=''/><author><name>Rach</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17508449644983780188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6114841.post-107222406921844869</id><published>2003-12-23T18:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-23T16:02:03.820-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So here it is-2 days actually into break and I'm still sick. I have a fever a cough and my nose is stuffed. Last night I was unnaturally cold so I was sleeping on the couch with 3 blankets, later that night I woke up sweating to death and coughing my lungs up. It was not fun. Christmas is coming and hopefully I will not spend it at home again. As I was saying to someone earlier-This year has gone</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frailrose.blogspot.com/feeds/107222406921844869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6114841&amp;postID=107222406921844869' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6114841/posts/default/107222406921844869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6114841/posts/default/107222406921844869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frailrose.blogspot.com/2003/12/so-here-it-is-2-days-actually-into.html' title=''/><author><name>Rach</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17508449644983780188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6114841.post-107213759502467957</id><published>2003-12-22T15:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-22T16:00:09.943-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So I'm sick-yet again. That sucks. Last night I found out some interesting information as to what someone thinks of me. It was what I expected and it ticks me off more than it saddens me. Yeah so I think I'm gonna have to knock some sense into someone. :-) that should be fun! I went shopping today-that was hell. Like I said I'm sick and I keep getting really cold and then really really hot, I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frailrose.blogspot.com/feeds/107213759502467957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6114841&amp;postID=107213759502467957' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6114841/posts/default/107213759502467957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6114841/posts/default/107213759502467957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frailrose.blogspot.com/2003/12/so-im-sick-yet-again.html' title=''/><author><name>Rach</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17508449644983780188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6114841.post-10720521917910123</id><published>2003-12-21T16:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-21T16:19:35.473-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ok, I couldn't help but post. I'm soooo freakin bored, look at this, I'm posting out of boredom!!!!!!!!! This is TERRIBLE! AAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frailrose.blogspot.com/feeds/10720521917910123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6114841&amp;postID=10720521917910123' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6114841/posts/default/10720521917910123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6114841/posts/default/10720521917910123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frailrose.blogspot.com/2003/12/ok-i-couldnt-help-but-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Rach</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17508449644983780188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6114841.post-107194133256392459</id><published>2003-12-20T09:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-20T09:38:42.933-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>SO it's only morning and here I am already posting, but, I think this will be my only post for today. The reason I say that is because I had a seriously rough night last night. I had a dream earlier today that really shook me and I'm not quite sure why it hit me so hard, but first I'll start with after school yesterday. After school I went to Ignatius to pick up Tim who, for some reason decided </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frailrose.blogspot.com/feeds/107194133256392459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6114841&amp;postID=107194133256392459' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6114841/posts/default/107194133256392459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6114841/posts/default/107194133256392459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frailrose.blogspot.com/2003/12/so-its-only-morning-and-here-i-am.html' title=''/><author><name>Rach</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17508449644983780188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6114841.post-107188189290542285</id><published>2003-12-19T16:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-19T16:58:27.106-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Right about now I'm at a loss of words, I feel as if everyone I love has been taken from me and torn in to and their pain has been placed just beyond my reach so that I cannot hwlp them. It hurts, it sucks, and I have nothing to say. So, because of this i have decided to just put some poems up here in my thoughts' stead.The day that I met you, I wasn't to know.How strong a young girl could </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frailrose.blogspot.com/feeds/107188189290542285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6114841&amp;postID=107188189290542285' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6114841/posts/default/107188189290542285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6114841/posts/default/107188189290542285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frailrose.blogspot.com/2003/12/right-about-now-im-at-loss-of-words-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Rach</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17508449644983780188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6114841.post-107177364190330715</id><published>2003-12-18T13:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-18T10:54:15.806-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So I'm in  pretty good mood right now. I guess this is me passing from denial into acceptance! YAY for me lol. I'm super stressed right now and I probably should be crying with the way this week has been going but ya know what-there are just something s you can't change and I'm coming to accept that and to just let it be! I decorated my homeroom door today and it kicks ass! We made a 3D fire </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frailrose.blogspot.com/feeds/107177364190330715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6114841&amp;postID=107177364190330715' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6114841/posts/default/107177364190330715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6114841/posts/default/107177364190330715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frailrose.blogspot.com/2003/12/so-im-in-pretty-good-mood-right-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Rach</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17508449644983780188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6114841.post-107170283882228416</id><published>2003-12-17T15:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-17T15:14:13.070-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>someone wanna tell me what happened to the "post" section of blogger?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frailrose.blogspot.com/feeds/107170283882228416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6114841&amp;postID=107170283882228416' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6114841/posts/default/107170283882228416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6114841/posts/default/107170283882228416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frailrose.blogspot.com/2003/12/someone-wanna-tell-me-what-happened-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Rach</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17508449644983780188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6114841.post-107167081552467740</id><published>2003-12-17T06:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-17T06:34:00.190-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ok, so maybe that last post was a little harsh-ok very harsh. The bad mood shines through. This is my second day of not having string ensomble which makes me pretty happy and thats why I'm here writing this. Unfortunately it gives me more time to think bout everything that I haven't wanted to think about. I guess times are just getting hard and people are responding with all that they habve left </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frailrose.blogspot.com/feeds/107167081552467740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6114841&amp;postID=107167081552467740' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6114841/posts/default/107167081552467740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6114841/posts/default/107167081552467740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frailrose.blogspot.com/2003/12/ok-so-maybe-that-last-post-was-little.html' title=''/><author><name>Rach</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17508449644983780188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6114841.post-107152524917108249</id><published>2003-12-15T16:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-15T13:54:22.326-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>As I look around at the familliar faces that belong to my friends I've seen nothing but sadness, anger, and unhappiness. I keep asking everyone if they're ok and they all say yes but deep down I know you're all lying through your teeth. I just want to say (no offense God, you know what I mean by this) Fuck Christmas, Fuck the holiday season, Fuck the lights the merry-making, forget the "It's </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frailrose.blogspot.com/feeds/107152524917108249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6114841&amp;postID=107152524917108249' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6114841/posts/default/107152524917108249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6114841/posts/default/107152524917108249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frailrose.blogspot.com/2003/12/as-i-look-around-at-familliar-faces.html' title=''/><author><name>Rach</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17508449644983780188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6114841.post-107152526295054984</id><published>2003-12-15T13:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-15T13:54:36.110-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>As I look around at the familliar faces that belong to my friends I've seen nothing but sadness, anger, and unhappiness. I keep asking everyone if they're ok and they all say yes but deep down I know you're all lying through your teeth. I just want to say (no offense God, you know what I mean by this) Fuck Christmas, Fuck the holiday season, Fuck the lights the merry-making, forget the "It's </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frailrose.blogspot.com/feeds/107152526295054984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6114841&amp;postID=107152526295054984' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6114841/posts/default/107152526295054984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6114841/posts/default/107152526295054984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frailrose.blogspot.com/2003/12/as-i-look-around-at-familliar-faces_15.html' title=''/><author><name>Rach</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17508449644983780188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6114841.post-107136242770791620</id><published>2003-12-13T19:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-13T23:59:44.233-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Well, I had thought that I had told everyone but apparently I only told Alex and Lizzy. I have a new blog. I don't know why reall, I just got bored so I made a new one. It's rather pretty and features Yuna of FF. I think that I  will put my poetry up there so I'm autually using it. Just to keep you guys going there(so it gets a little traffic) I'm gonna only put a peom up there every week. It'll </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frailrose.blogspot.com/feeds/107136242770791620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6114841&amp;postID=107136242770791620' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6114841/posts/default/107136242770791620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6114841/posts/default/107136242770791620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frailrose.blogspot.com/2003/12/well-i-had-thought-that-i-had-told.html' title=''/><author><name>Rach</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17508449644983780188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6114841.post-107125150872509902</id><published>2003-12-12T09:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-12T09:52:01.066-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>My blog does not like me :'(</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frailrose.blogspot.com/feeds/107125150872509902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6114841&amp;postID=107125150872509902' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6114841/posts/default/107125150872509902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6114841/posts/default/107125150872509902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frailrose.blogspot.com/2003/12/my-blog-does-not-like-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Rach</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17508449644983780188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6114841.post-107116900616783539</id><published>2003-12-11T13:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-11T10:56:59.013-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'm at school today after a rather odd night andnterrible morning. Last night my mom took my dad to Akron so that he could go from there to NY. Well, apparently, someone at the hotel screwed something up and my dad's reservations were lost. So, my mom and dad stayed the night in Akron while Tim and I babysat til the morning when my momcame home. Now, most would think that it'd be great but not </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frailrose.blogspot.com/feeds/107116900616783539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6114841&amp;postID=107116900616783539' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6114841/posts/default/107116900616783539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6114841/posts/default/107116900616783539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frailrose.blogspot.com/2003/12/im-at-school-today-after-rather-odd.html' title=''/><author><name>Rach</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17508449644983780188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6114841.post-107109860281923298</id><published>2003-12-10T15:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-10T15:23:35.196-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Sao yesterday I was gonna write but the "post" button magicly disappeared and I couldn't post anything even if I really wanted to. There wasn't much to say really other than that I'm sick and not liking it. I have a cold and I feel yucky. But on to more intesesting matters......There was a Hello Dolly meeting at Ignatius today that I went to. It was pretty cool. I got to see some of the cast of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frailrose.blogspot.com/feeds/107109860281923298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6114841&amp;postID=107109860281923298' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6114841/posts/default/107109860281923298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6114841/posts/default/107109860281923298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frailrose.blogspot.com/2003/12/sao-yesterday-i-was-gonna-write-but.html' title=''/><author><name>Rach</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17508449644983780188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6114841.post-107090913148829216</id><published>2003-12-08T10:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-08T20:07:40.346-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Just a quick post tonight..Eric Gambledied last Thursday of brain cancer, please keep his family, friends, and him in your prayers.I addeda counter and scrolly thing to my page, the counter is by the Haloscan icon and the scrolly thing is at the bottom of the window.I amSick so I feel not good lolNothing else really just keep the faith everyone-trust me you're gonna need it.PRAYER </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frailrose.blogspot.com/feeds/107090913148829216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6114841&amp;postID=107090913148829216' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6114841/posts/default/107090913148829216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6114841/posts/default/107090913148829216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frailrose.blogspot.com/2003/12/just-quick-post-tonight.html' title=''/><author><name>Rach</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17508449644983780188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6114841.post-107086141822919507</id><published>2003-12-07T00:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-07T21:30:29.810-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So I think I have strep lol. My throat freakin kills and I'm not feelin' to good but all is well. I'm in a kinda bouncy mood right about now, I guess good friends put you in good moods huh? I'm really cold lol....OH YEAH! I don't have school tomorrow! YES! Finally my parents and their Conservative-ness will pay off! Here's the skinny-They're having a liturgical dance at mass tomorrow and that's </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frailrose.blogspot.com/feeds/107086141822919507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6114841&amp;postID=107086141822919507' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6114841/posts/default/107086141822919507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6114841/posts/default/107086141822919507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frailrose.blogspot.com/2003/12/so-i-think-i-have-strep-lol.html' title=''/><author><name>Rach</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17508449644983780188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6114841.post-107077121135658414</id><published>2003-12-06T23:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-06T20:27:02.603-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>You represent... hope.You're quite a daydreamer and can be a hopelessromantic.  You enjoy being creative and don'tmind being alone at times.  You have goals, andknow what you want in life... even if they area little far fetched. What feeling do you represent? brought to you by Quizilla Yeah thats about how I feel today, full of hope for the move, for a HUGE decision that I have to make, for a</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frailrose.blogspot.com/feeds/107077121135658414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6114841&amp;postID=107077121135658414' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6114841/posts/default/107077121135658414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6114841/posts/default/107077121135658414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frailrose.blogspot.com/2003/12/you-represent.html' title=''/><author><name>Rach</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17508449644983780188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6114841.post-107076657822764152</id><published>2003-12-06T22:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-06T19:48:27.180-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Wow, I just got done with a blog for Carla....that was fun. I will be adding her to my list of friends, she's new at html and blogging so give her some time to figure it out. Tim and I just spent and estimated 5 hours packing and cleaning today, man cleaning's a bitch. I just found out the my half sister, Cecliy, is moving to Cleveland in Febuary. Coolness! The more my parents talk aboutmoving </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frailrose.blogspot.com/feeds/107076657822764152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6114841&amp;postID=107076657822764152' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6114841/posts/default/107076657822764152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6114841/posts/default/107076657822764152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frailrose.blogspot.com/2003/12/wow-i-just-got-done-with-blog-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Rach</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17508449644983780188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6114841.post-107077124779828602</id><published>2003-12-06T20:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-06T20:27:39.026-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>You represent... hope.You're quite a daydreamer and can be a hopelessromantic.  You enjoy being creative and don'tmind being alone at times.  You have goals, andknow what you want in life... even if they area little far fetched. What feeling do you represent? brought to you by Quizilla</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frailrose.blogspot.com/feeds/107077124779828602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6114841&amp;postID=107077124779828602' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6114841/posts/default/107077124779828602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6114841/posts/default/107077124779828602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frailrose.blogspot.com/2003/12/you-represent_06.html' title=''/><author><name>Rach</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17508449644983780188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6114841.post-107068807444522947</id><published>2003-12-05T21:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-05T21:21:25.623-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>so the guys are back from kairos.....they're all so freakin happy. All I'm hearing is "I truly found God" and "I can't explain it" I'm sohappy for all of  the guys who did go and who will go, I hope you get all that you can out of it cause I'm about to cry cause the way everyone's talking! I'm in a mixed emtions mood right now, I'm so happy but I'm so sad. thats about all I'm gonna say and that's</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frailrose.blogspot.com/feeds/107068807444522947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6114841&amp;postID=107068807444522947' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6114841/posts/default/107068807444522947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6114841/posts/default/107068807444522947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frailrose.blogspot.com/2003/12/so-guys-are-back-from-kairos.html' title=''/><author><name>Rach</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17508449644983780188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6114841.post-107054939422763088</id><published>2003-12-04T09:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-04T19:04:52.816-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Today....I got up this morning after having a very odd dream about our move. I lost my socks and got to school very late, i missed first peroid adn hd to climb 45 steps to get to third. Once I got to the classroom the teacher wasn't there and I had to descend 45 steps and climb another 50 to get to a study hall that I decided not to stay in. Then I walked to the other side of the school and am </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frailrose.blogspot.com/feeds/107054939422763088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6114841&amp;postID=107054939422763088' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6114841/posts/default/107054939422763088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6114841/posts/default/107054939422763088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frailrose.blogspot.com/2003/12/today.html' title=''/><author><name>Rach</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17508449644983780188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6114841.post-107039154361992140</id><published>2003-12-02T10:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-02T17:48:25.290-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ok I've put off posting for a while so here goes. The 29th show.....HELL YES CF was good but everyone left. So yes...you did lose out you stupid people. Good job guys, you were awesome! Yesterday......Yeah, yesterday I was not happy at all. I was missing everyone....you name them I was probably missing them. I was so sad. I missed you all. I was in the worst mood ever. Pat has left on his </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frailrose.blogspot.com/feeds/107039154361992140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6114841&amp;postID=107039154361992140' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6114841/posts/default/107039154361992140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6114841/posts/default/107039154361992140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frailrose.blogspot.com/2003/12/ok-ive-put-off-posting-for-while-so.html' title=''/><author><name>Rach</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17508449644983780188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6114841.post-107017414993529508</id><published>2003-11-30T01:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-29T22:35:59.280-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>2 words: HELL YES! more on this later</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frailrose.blogspot.com/feeds/107017414993529508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6114841&amp;postID=107017414993529508' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6114841/posts/default/107017414993529508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6114841/posts/default/107017414993529508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frailrose.blogspot.com/2003/11/2-words-hell-yes-more-on-this-later.html' title=''/><author><name>Rach</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17508449644983780188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6114841.post-107009273695349361</id><published>2003-11-28T02:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-28T23:59:05.773-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ever woken uo and said to yourself, "This is gonna be a great day!" Ever been been proven wrong seconds later? Ever wanted to scream really, really loud? Yeah that about sums up what I felt this morning....I got up at about 11:00 looked around my room, and thought to myself "This is gonna be a great day!" Damn, was I wrong... I convinced myself to get out of bed and take a shower when some </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frailrose.blogspot.com/feeds/107009273695349361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6114841&amp;postID=107009273695349361' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6114841/posts/default/107009273695349361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6114841/posts/default/107009273695349361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frailrose.blogspot.com/2003/11/ever-woken-uo-and-said-to-yourself.html' title=''/><author><name>Rach</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17508449644983780188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6114841.post-106999446330132303</id><published>2003-11-27T23:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-27T20:41:12.046-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So today is Thanksgiving and all is well. I'm so freaking tired. I stayed up pretty lat last night-4:00 AM! I had a good time though. Neil dropped by for about 10 minuets to say hi and such, which was pretty cool. It was funny cause I gave him the wrong directions-sorry Neil ;) -after telling him I'm directionally challenged (which I am by the way). It was coo, to see him again. I haven't seen </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frailrose.blogspot.com/feeds/106999446330132303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6114841&amp;postID=106999446330132303' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6114841/posts/default/106999446330132303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6114841/posts/default/106999446330132303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frailrose.blogspot.com/2003/11/so-today-is-thanksgiving-and-all-is.html' title=''/><author><name>Rach</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17508449644983780188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6114841.post-106999402370235333</id><published>2003-11-27T23:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-27T20:33:52.553-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So today is Thanksgiving and all is well. I'm so freaking tired. I stayed up pretty lat last night-4:00 AM! I had a good time though. Neil dropped by for about 10 minuets to say hi and such, which was pretty cool. It was funny cause I gave him the wrong directions-sorry Neil ;) -after telling him I'm directionally challenged (which I am by the way). It was coo, to see him again. I haven't seen </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frailrose.blogspot.com/feeds/106999402370235333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6114841&amp;postID=106999402370235333' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6114841/posts/default/106999402370235333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6114841/posts/default/106999402370235333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frailrose.blogspot.com/2003/11/so-today-is-thanksgiving-and-all-is_27.html' title=''/><author><name>Rach</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17508449644983780188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6114841.post-106972045536158573</id><published>2003-11-24T19:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-27T18:40:03.016-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>This is just a really quick out pouring of a few feelings, not that any of you really want to read this but if you don't then you can leave. Ok here goes nothin'...I was reading something on a friends page that said somet thing to the effect of (I'm not going to use exact words cause it's not about the person it's the situation) "I just wanted to thank someone who's been a real big help lately </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frailrose.blogspot.com/feeds/106972045536158573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6114841&amp;postID=106972045536158573' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6114841/posts/default/106972045536158573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6114841/posts/default/106972045536158573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frailrose.blogspot.com/2003/11/this-is-just-really-quick-out-pouring.html' title=''/><author><name>Rach</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17508449644983780188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6114841.post-106971695342271266</id><published>2003-11-24T15:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-24T16:34:43.413-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Today is my moms and aunts birthday (they're twins) so we're gonna be going to my grandma's house for the night which is why I'm up dating so early. It's really cold out side right about now and that makes it cold in my house...very cold,. I'm always cold so that doesn't mean a whole lot. I can't believe this year has gone by so quickly...I can even remember last year when things were just </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frailrose.blogspot.com/feeds/106971695342271266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6114841&amp;postID=106971695342271266' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6114841/posts/default/106971695342271266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6114841/posts/default/106971695342271266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frailrose.blogspot.com/2003/11/today-is-my-moms-and-aunts-birthday.html' title=''/><author><name>Rach</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17508449644983780188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6114841.post-106963433408124610</id><published>2003-11-23T19:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-23T16:54:54.253-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>~* Spinning, laughing, dancing to her favorite song. A little girl with nothing wrong is all alone. Eyes wide open, always hoping for the sun. And she'll sing her song to anyone that comes along.Fragile as a leaf in autumn just fallin' to the ground Without a sound.Crooked little smile on her face tells a tale of grace that's all her own. Spinning, laughing, dancing to her favorite song she's </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frailrose.blogspot.com/feeds/106963433408124610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6114841&amp;postID=106963433408124610' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6114841/posts/default/106963433408124610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6114841/posts/default/106963433408124610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frailrose.blogspot.com/2003/11/spinning-laughing-dancing-to-her.html' title=''/><author><name>Rach</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17508449644983780188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6114841.post-106955000633375332</id><published>2003-11-22T22:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-23T16:41:51.263-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So here is my first "blog" in my blog. I just wanted to say thanks to Mark for lending me his template for a short period of time so I could start this up. so...Thanks Mark! I got my own comments from Haloscan under my name and I'm attempting to see about using entation...But enough of that crap, you want to hear about what I'm up to! right?-just smile and nod. I'll start with yesterday night. At</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frailrose.blogspot.com/feeds/106955000633375332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6114841&amp;postID=106955000633375332' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6114841/posts/default/106955000633375332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6114841/posts/default/106955000633375332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frailrose.blogspot.com/2003/11/so-here-is-my-first-blog-in-my-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>Rach</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17508449644983780188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6114841.post-106953501476234710</id><published>2003-11-22T13:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-06T19:43:29.603-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Well, I finally got the blog up, and not with ease. It took me a while to find this skin but now that i have it I love it. Yes, it is a bit different than what most people think I would chose but this one in my own way is just so me. Few people would undersatnd that or see it but it is. I just love it. It's mellow, it's blue, and it has something to do with ballet. If you can't hear the music </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://frailrose.blogspot.com/feeds/106953501476234710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6114841&amp;postID=106953501476234710' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6114841/posts/default/106953501476234710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6114841/posts/default/106953501476234710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://frailrose.blogspot.com/2003/11/well-i-finally-got-blog-up-and-not.html' title=''/><author><name>Rach</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17508449644983780188</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
