<?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-8451040</id><updated>2011-05-30T19:51:03.638-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Mysterious World of Liz</title><subtitle type='html'>i'll miss the winter, a world of fragile things. look for me in the white forest hiding in a hollow tree. i know you hear me, i can taste it in your tears. holding my last breath. safe inside of me are all my thoughts of you. sweet raptured life, it ends here tonight.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themysteriousworldofliz.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8451040/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themysteriousworldofliz.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17001534437855982989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>31</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8451040.post-111281580520656381</id><published>2005-04-06T12:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-06T12:30:05.206-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm back...</title><content type='html'>I'm back after a month without posting. As you can see, I did not die from getting my blood drawn. I'm on spring break now. But it's already halfway over. I need summer break. Really badly.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8451040-111281580520656381?l=themysteriousworldofliz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themysteriousworldofliz.blogspot.com/feeds/111281580520656381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8451040&amp;postID=111281580520656381' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8451040/posts/default/111281580520656381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8451040/posts/default/111281580520656381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themysteriousworldofliz.blogspot.com/2005/04/im-back.html' title='i&apos;m back...'/><author><name>Liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17001534437855982989</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>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8451040.post-110928810722940532</id><published>2005-02-24T15:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-24T15:35:07.230-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Sucking of my Blood.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yes, that's right. I must have my blood sucked again. I just got it sucked in September! I don't need it sucked again. But I have to. Once again, they have to put that tourniquet on my arm to collapse my blood vessel and cut off my circulation. Then they'll stick that needle right into my vein and I'll have to watch as my blood collects in that little tube. And they say I'm not supposed to be tense. In September I was too uptight, and they had to re-do it, so I lost even more blood. Then my arm becomes all sore and it feels like it's about to fall off.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8451040-110928810722940532?l=themysteriousworldofliz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themysteriousworldofliz.blogspot.com/feeds/110928810722940532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8451040&amp;postID=110928810722940532' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8451040/posts/default/110928810722940532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8451040/posts/default/110928810722940532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themysteriousworldofliz.blogspot.com/2005/02/sucking-of-my-blood.html' title='The Sucking of my Blood.'/><author><name>Liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17001534437855982989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8451040.post-110851073023499286</id><published>2005-02-15T15:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-15T15:41:41.863-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ok, so Green Day didn't win all six. But they rightfully won best rock album. And they rocked the roof off with American Idiot.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I was kinda sad though when Evanescence's My Immortal lost to Los Lonely Boys. But oh well. They won two last year anyway.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Another thing, you anonymous person who commented on my previous post, ARE YOU SERIOUS???????? ARE YOU A MUSIC JOURNALIST OR SOMETHING??? IF YOU ARE SERIOUS, THEN I LOVE YOU!! And I mean it.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8451040-110851073023499286?l=themysteriousworldofliz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themysteriousworldofliz.blogspot.com/feeds/110851073023499286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8451040&amp;postID=110851073023499286' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8451040/posts/default/110851073023499286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8451040/posts/default/110851073023499286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themysteriousworldofliz.blogspot.com/2005/02/ok-so-green-day-didnt-win-all-six.html' title=''/><author><name>Liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17001534437855982989</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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8451040.post-110824432877235986</id><published>2005-02-12T13:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-12T13:38:48.773-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Grammys</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;are tomorrow. All I have to say is that Green Day better win all the six that they're nominated for. WHO'S WITH ME????!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8451040-110824432877235986?l=themysteriousworldofliz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themysteriousworldofliz.blogspot.com/feeds/110824432877235986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8451040&amp;postID=110824432877235986' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8451040/posts/default/110824432877235986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8451040/posts/default/110824432877235986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themysteriousworldofliz.blogspot.com/2005/02/grammys.html' title='The Grammys'/><author><name>Liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17001534437855982989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8451040.post-110791050535751984</id><published>2005-02-08T16:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-08T16:55:05.356-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Phoenix!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Happy 28th birthday to the bassist of Linkin Park! Thanks for being part of one of my favorite bands in the whole entire world.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8451040-110791050535751984?l=themysteriousworldofliz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themysteriousworldofliz.blogspot.com/feeds/110791050535751984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8451040&amp;postID=110791050535751984' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8451040/posts/default/110791050535751984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8451040/posts/default/110791050535751984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themysteriousworldofliz.blogspot.com/2005/02/happy-birthday-phoenix.html' title='Happy Birthday Phoenix!'/><author><name>Liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17001534437855982989</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-8451040.post-110781986382086790</id><published>2005-02-07T15:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-07T15:44:23.820-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Aquire The Fire</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ROCKED THE LIFE OUT OF ME! But now I'm suffering rock concert withdrawl. Thousand Foot Krutch was awesome. I didn't get to the very front but I got pretty close. A few of my friends did though. And he almost TOUCHED THEIR HANDS! But not quite. I was suffocating in other crazed fans. But I loved it. There were people pulling my hair and pushing me and stepping all over me and falling on me. I can't remember the last time I had that much fun.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8451040-110781986382086790?l=themysteriousworldofliz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themysteriousworldofliz.blogspot.com/feeds/110781986382086790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8451040&amp;postID=110781986382086790' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8451040/posts/default/110781986382086790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8451040/posts/default/110781986382086790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themysteriousworldofliz.blogspot.com/2005/02/aquire-fire.html' title='Aquire The Fire'/><author><name>Liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17001534437855982989</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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8451040.post-110721476955308336</id><published>2005-01-31T15:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-31T15:39:29.553-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Is there a Bright Side?</title><content type='html'>Lately I've felt really super messed up.&lt;br /&gt;Am I normal?&lt;br /&gt;Or is this life?&lt;br /&gt;Does anyone out there know how I feel?&lt;br /&gt;Does anyone out there care?&lt;br /&gt;Would anyone attend my funeral if I died today?&lt;br /&gt;Why am I asking you all these questions?&lt;br /&gt;Why am I so cynical?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8451040-110721476955308336?l=themysteriousworldofliz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themysteriousworldofliz.blogspot.com/feeds/110721476955308336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8451040&amp;postID=110721476955308336' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8451040/posts/default/110721476955308336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8451040/posts/default/110721476955308336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themysteriousworldofliz.blogspot.com/2005/01/is-there-bright-side.html' title='Is there a Bright Side?'/><author><name>Liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17001534437855982989</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>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8451040.post-110582698681419838</id><published>2005-01-15T14:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-15T14:09:46.813-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Unlucky Thirteen</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So. Today is my birthday. Big freaking woo. No party. But at least I get to go to the mall and spend my $73 with Susanna. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8451040-110582698681419838?l=themysteriousworldofliz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themysteriousworldofliz.blogspot.com/feeds/110582698681419838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8451040&amp;postID=110582698681419838' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8451040/posts/default/110582698681419838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8451040/posts/default/110582698681419838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themysteriousworldofliz.blogspot.com/2005/01/unlucky-thirteen.html' title='Unlucky Thirteen'/><author><name>Liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17001534437855982989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8451040.post-110470661917634070</id><published>2005-01-02T14:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-02T14:57:15.626-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img alt="purple winged" src="http://images.quizilla.com/H/hoplessromantic/1100933744_rplewinged.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you represent the dark feelings in life. you are&lt;br /&gt;sad and lonely and also keep to yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/hoplessromantic/quizzes/What%20part%20of%20life%20do%20you%20represent?"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;What part of life do you represent? ( AWESOME anime pics ^_^)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;brought to you by&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8451040-110470661917634070?l=themysteriousworldofliz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themysteriousworldofliz.blogspot.com/feeds/110470661917634070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8451040&amp;postID=110470661917634070' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8451040/posts/default/110470661917634070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8451040/posts/default/110470661917634070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themysteriousworldofliz.blogspot.com/2005/01/you-represent-dark-feelings-in-life.html' title=''/><author><name>Liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17001534437855982989</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-8451040.post-110464450082462754</id><published>2005-01-01T21:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-01T21:44:23.310-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Year, New Start, Whatever.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wow. It's finally 2005. It still hasn't gotten any better. At least my suckiest year ever is over. Hopefully 2005 won't be get any worse. So, 2 weeks to my thirteenth birthday. Big freaking woo. Why am such a skeptic? I should be happy. I have my new electric guitar, a Stratocaster, to be exact. But I guess possesions can't really make me happy. At least I have ATF to look forward to...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8451040-110464450082462754?l=themysteriousworldofliz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themysteriousworldofliz.blogspot.com/feeds/110464450082462754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8451040&amp;postID=110464450082462754' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8451040/posts/default/110464450082462754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8451040/posts/default/110464450082462754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themysteriousworldofliz.blogspot.com/2005/01/new-year-new-start-whatever.html' title='New Year, New Start, Whatever.'/><author><name>Liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17001534437855982989</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-8451040.post-110436224000715621</id><published>2004-12-29T15:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-29T15:17:32.153-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just What I Thought.</title><content type='html'>&lt;img alt="fairy" src="http://images.quizilla.com/M/meduckie/1090760252_rqsadfairy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you are Like the sad fairy, Things just never go&lt;br /&gt;right for her:'( She has come to fear just the&lt;br /&gt;simpleist things, her powers are like the Light&lt;br /&gt;fairy's, but she has lost all happiness, and&lt;br /&gt;comfort is seeping away too. She could have&lt;br /&gt;been an evil fairy as well, who had lost their&lt;br /&gt;powers.Those are the main traits of the sad&lt;br /&gt;fairy. can you relate to some of them? You&lt;br /&gt;probably can, because that is what this quiz is&lt;br /&gt;for!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/meduckie/quizzes/%20%20%20%20%20%20%20%20%20%20%20%20%20%20%20%20%20%20%20%20%20%20%20%20%20%20%20%20%20%20%20%20%20%20%20%20%20%20%20%20%20%20%20%20%20%20%20%20%20%20%20%20%20%20%20%20%20%20%20%20%20%20%20%20%20%20%20%20%20**The%20ultimate%20Fairy%20quiz**(anime%20pics!)%20for%20girls,%20but%20if%20you%20are%20a%20guy%20you%20can%20take%20it%20too!%20!**being%20improved%20more**!/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;**The ultimate Fairy quiz**(anime pics!) for girls, but if you are a guy you can take it too! !**being improved more**!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;brought to you by&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8451040-110436224000715621?l=themysteriousworldofliz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themysteriousworldofliz.blogspot.com/feeds/110436224000715621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8451040&amp;postID=110436224000715621' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8451040/posts/default/110436224000715621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8451040/posts/default/110436224000715621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themysteriousworldofliz.blogspot.com/2004/12/just-what-i-thought.html' title='Just What I Thought.'/><author><name>Liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17001534437855982989</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-8451040.post-110436044397906861</id><published>2004-12-29T14:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-29T14:47:55.156-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sounds Like Me.</title><content type='html'>&lt;img alt="you suck, and that's sad" src="http://images.quizilla.com/Y/yourgoodfriend/1041833830_ndthatssad.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you are the "you suck, and that's sad"&lt;br /&gt;happy bunny. your truthful, but can be a bit&lt;br /&gt;brutal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/yourgoodfriend/quizzes/which%20happy%20bunny%20are%20you?/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;which happy bunny are you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;brought to you by&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8451040-110436044397906861?l=themysteriousworldofliz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themysteriousworldofliz.blogspot.com/feeds/110436044397906861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8451040&amp;postID=110436044397906861' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8451040/posts/default/110436044397906861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8451040/posts/default/110436044397906861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themysteriousworldofliz.blogspot.com/2004/12/sounds-like-me.html' title='Sounds Like Me.'/><author><name>Liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17001534437855982989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8451040.post-110340357264200673</id><published>2004-12-18T13:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-18T12:59:32.643-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hot Topic</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Yes, I was finally there for the first time since November 7! So was Jamie. Hilary, I tried to call you but no one was there, sorry!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Anyway, Jamie bought me my Christmas present, which was an Emily the Strange notebook. I love Emily the Strange! I got her a pack of Emily the Strange trading cards. Jamie kept asking me if I liked the notebook, and she wouldn't  believe me when I said yes, yes, YES!!! Well here you go, Jamie, I love it enough to write about it on my blog! OKAY?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;For myself I got this pair of zipper earrings and this blue mesh top thingy that goes over shirts. And my grand total (for those two things) was only $11.83! Thanks to the 50% off on clearance items, I got the blue mesh thing for only four bucks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8451040-110340357264200673?l=themysteriousworldofliz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themysteriousworldofliz.blogspot.com/feeds/110340357264200673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8451040&amp;postID=110340357264200673' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8451040/posts/default/110340357264200673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8451040/posts/default/110340357264200673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themysteriousworldofliz.blogspot.com/2004/12/hot-topic.html' title='Hot Topic'/><author><name>Liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17001534437855982989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8451040.post-110340282295157368</id><published>2004-12-18T13:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-18T12:47:29.603-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reveal Your True Identity!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Will all of you anonomous commenters PLEASE TELL ME WHO YOU ARE?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8451040-110340282295157368?l=themysteriousworldofliz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themysteriousworldofliz.blogspot.com/feeds/110340282295157368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8451040&amp;postID=110340282295157368' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8451040/posts/default/110340282295157368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8451040/posts/default/110340282295157368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themysteriousworldofliz.blogspot.com/2004/12/reveal-your-true-identity.html' title='Reveal Your True Identity!'/><author><name>Liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17001534437855982989</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-8451040.post-110306741230289495</id><published>2004-12-14T15:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-14T15:42:15.463-08:00</updated><title type='text'>This sucks, sucks, sucks, sucks. Did I mention it sucks?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Darn, I am in my freaking suicidal mood again. I am NOT REALLY going to kill myself, I just am wondering again, Why in the heck am I even here? It SUCKS, believe me. I go to sleep knowing tomorrow there'll be nothing else. Except the same as yesterday, the day before that, etc. I am screaming on the inside, screaming for a life that means something! Screaming for the happiness that was ever-present last year that seems like a nice dream now. I took it for granted. The fault is my own. I should have held on to it. Is it ever going to get better? Just when I think I've reached the bottom, I fall some more. It is always getting worse. And I don't even know the reason for all of this freaking depression!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8451040-110306741230289495?l=themysteriousworldofliz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themysteriousworldofliz.blogspot.com/feeds/110306741230289495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8451040&amp;postID=110306741230289495' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8451040/posts/default/110306741230289495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8451040/posts/default/110306741230289495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themysteriousworldofliz.blogspot.com/2004/12/this-sucks-sucks-sucks-sucks-did-i.html' title='This sucks, sucks, sucks, sucks. Did I mention it sucks?'/><author><name>Liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17001534437855982989</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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8451040.post-110274241006067601</id><published>2004-12-10T21:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-10T21:20:10.060-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just To Let You Know...</title><content type='html'>I did not write the Pink Pajama Song, however, I do write other stuff, including songs and poems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8451040-110274241006067601?l=themysteriousworldofliz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themysteriousworldofliz.blogspot.com/feeds/110274241006067601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8451040&amp;postID=110274241006067601' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8451040/posts/default/110274241006067601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8451040/posts/default/110274241006067601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themysteriousworldofliz.blogspot.com/2004/12/just-to-let-you-know.html' title='Just To Let You Know...'/><author><name>Liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17001534437855982989</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8451040.post-110274208732540345</id><published>2004-12-10T21:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-10T21:14:47.326-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Black Lipstick.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;I feel so beautiful in it. Beautiful in an offbeat way. And feeling beautiful doesn't come easy to me. Alas, my mother will not let me wear it out of the house. Sigh. Oh well. The beautiful me will always have to remain trapped in these four walls, while the average looking me will have to show her average face in public.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8451040-110274208732540345?l=themysteriousworldofliz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themysteriousworldofliz.blogspot.com/feeds/110274208732540345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8451040&amp;postID=110274208732540345' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8451040/posts/default/110274208732540345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8451040/posts/default/110274208732540345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themysteriousworldofliz.blogspot.com/2004/12/my-black-lipstick.html' title='My Black Lipstick.'/><author><name>Liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17001534437855982989</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-8451040.post-110273909808586613</id><published>2004-12-10T20:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-10T20:58:51.130-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Flattered To The Point of Deliriousness</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;To All The Nice Strangers Who Commented:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Thank you soooo much. No one's ever told me I kick ass before. And no one's ever told me I'm mature for twelve because of my possetion of latent fury and combat boots! Thanx so much, all of you! I'm able to express myself better through my blog, ya know, than thru actual speech. I am so DELIRIOUSLY HAPPY RIGHT NOW, I can't express it! Eeeeeee! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;P.S. Check out my other blog: http://gothik-angel.blogspot.com &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8451040-110273909808586613?l=themysteriousworldofliz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themysteriousworldofliz.blogspot.com/feeds/110273909808586613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8451040&amp;postID=110273909808586613' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8451040/posts/default/110273909808586613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8451040/posts/default/110273909808586613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themysteriousworldofliz.blogspot.com/2004/12/flattered-to-point-of-deliriousness.html' title='Flattered To The Point of Deliriousness'/><author><name>Liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17001534437855982989</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8451040.post-110230078994177308</id><published>2004-12-05T18:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-05T18:41:18.730-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas, New Year, Birthday, &amp; ATF!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eeee! I'm so excited I can't sleep! First of all comes Christmas. I'm gonna spend all my Christmas money on an electric guitar. But that, of course, is not the only reason why Christmas is so fun.&lt;br /&gt;Next comes New Year! I'm SICK OF 2004. BRING IT ON!!! Hopefully 2005 will be better than 2004. I am going to have many, many new years resolutions. Of course.&lt;br /&gt;New year means new birthday. I'm turning 13 January 15. It's sucky being twelve. But I don't expect thirteen to get any better. Sigh. I am such a pessimist.&lt;br /&gt;Last but not least is Acquire The Fire! It is something my youth group is doing on February 4-5. I get to see TFK! Plus we get to sleep in a church. Like a huge sleepover with twice the excitement&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8451040-110230078994177308?l=themysteriousworldofliz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themysteriousworldofliz.blogspot.com/feeds/110230078994177308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8451040&amp;postID=110230078994177308' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8451040/posts/default/110230078994177308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8451040/posts/default/110230078994177308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themysteriousworldofliz.blogspot.com/2004/12/christmas-new-year-birthday-atf.html' title='Christmas, New Year, Birthday, &amp; ATF!!!'/><author><name>Liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17001534437855982989</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>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8451040.post-110212462081104356</id><published>2004-12-03T17:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-03T17:43:40.810-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Some of my Friends</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I met Jamie, one of my very best friends at summer camp August of 2004. We met, well, because of my necklace. It was a mood necklace, and she wanted to try it on for a little. Even though I didn't really know her, I let her try it. After she gave it back we started talking. We found out, somehow, that we were almost exactly alike. By five days of knowing each other, she was already one of my best friends! We see each other and talk all the time about everything.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I first met my friend Alannah at my church when we were really little. Then, in third grade, she started going to my school. We would see each other all the time. We still see each other, but not as much, since I don't go to that school anymore. She is nice and I can trust her with anything.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I met my other friend Susanna over a year ago. She's really giggly and happy and always talks to me. My partner in crime! (Refer to "The Baddest Thing I've Ever Done" post.)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I will add more friends later, so don't worry if you are not one of these people!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8451040-110212462081104356?l=themysteriousworldofliz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themysteriousworldofliz.blogspot.com/feeds/110212462081104356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8451040&amp;postID=110212462081104356' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8451040/posts/default/110212462081104356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8451040/posts/default/110212462081104356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themysteriousworldofliz.blogspot.com/2004/12/some-of-my-friends.html' title='Some of my Friends'/><author><name>Liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17001534437855982989</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8451040.post-110212336603337693</id><published>2004-12-03T17:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-03T17:22:46.033-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jamie's Blog!</title><content type='html'>Hey everyone, check out Jamie's Blog!&lt;br /&gt;Here's the adress: &lt;a href="http://gothik-pixie.blogspot.com"&gt;http://gothik-pixie.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8451040-110212336603337693?l=themysteriousworldofliz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themysteriousworldofliz.blogspot.com/feeds/110212336603337693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8451040&amp;postID=110212336603337693' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8451040/posts/default/110212336603337693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8451040/posts/default/110212336603337693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themysteriousworldofliz.blogspot.com/2004/12/jamies-blog.html' title='Jamie&apos;s Blog!'/><author><name>Liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17001534437855982989</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-8451040.post-110098896306240310</id><published>2004-11-20T14:12:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-20T14:21:20.803-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Farewell, Braces.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;On Wednesday I got my braces off. Surprisingly enough, I miss them. My teeth feel naked now. At first I really freaked out. I was so upset that I started crying. Everybody says I have a wonderful smile now. Although I don't smile that much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8451040-110098896306240310?l=themysteriousworldofliz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themysteriousworldofliz.blogspot.com/feeds/110098896306240310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8451040&amp;postID=110098896306240310' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8451040/posts/default/110098896306240310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8451040/posts/default/110098896306240310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themysteriousworldofliz.blogspot.com/2004/11/farewell-braces_20.html' title='Farewell, Braces.'/><author><name>Liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17001534437855982989</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-8451040.post-110004233970474446</id><published>2004-11-09T15:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-09T15:19:44.410-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Evil Ben Stein?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A couple nights ago I had this very strange dream that Ben Stein was trying to kill everybody! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8451040-110004233970474446?l=themysteriousworldofliz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themysteriousworldofliz.blogspot.com/feeds/110004233970474446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8451040&amp;postID=110004233970474446' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8451040/posts/default/110004233970474446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8451040/posts/default/110004233970474446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themysteriousworldofliz.blogspot.com/2004/11/evil-ben-stein.html' title='Evil Ben Stein?'/><author><name>Liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17001534437855982989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8451040.post-109908842950765780</id><published>2004-10-29T15:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-29T15:20:29.506-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MY LATENT FURY</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hidden behind my happy smile is latent fury burning hot enough to consume me and anyone unfortunate enough to be existing close to me at that time. But you shouldn't worry, because you know I am speaking figuratively.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8451040-109908842950765780?l=themysteriousworldofliz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themysteriousworldofliz.blogspot.com/feeds/109908842950765780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8451040&amp;postID=109908842950765780' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8451040/posts/default/109908842950765780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8451040/posts/default/109908842950765780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themysteriousworldofliz.blogspot.com/2004/10/my-latent-fury.html' title='MY LATENT FURY'/><author><name>Liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17001534437855982989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8451040.post-109900043271625940</id><published>2004-10-28T14:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-28T14:56:46.830-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Liz's Official List of All Things Loathsome</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;~Being in seventh grade&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;~Going to school&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;~Basketball practice&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;~Having to wake up early&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;~Having to go to bed early (even though I never REALLY do)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;~Never having any time to do stuff I want&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;~Indescision&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;~Paranoia&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;~Having a bad attitude I can't seem to fix&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8451040-109900043271625940?l=themysteriousworldofliz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themysteriousworldofliz.blogspot.com/feeds/109900043271625940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8451040&amp;postID=109900043271625940' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8451040/posts/default/109900043271625940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8451040/posts/default/109900043271625940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themysteriousworldofliz.blogspot.com/2004/10/lizs-official-list-of-all-things.html' title='Liz&apos;s Official List of All Things Loathsome'/><author><name>Liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17001534437855982989</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8451040.post-109891702067990135</id><published>2004-10-27T15:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-12-29T15:23:38.726-08:00</updated><title type='text'>#$*&amp;!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SOMEBODY TELL ME, WHY DOES IT SEEM THAT EVERYBODY, INCLUDING ME, HATES ME????? SOMETIMES I FEEL LIKE &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;SCREAMING AT MYSELF&lt;/em&gt;!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:100%;"&gt;I sincerely hope this is just my imagination. WHY DOESN'T ANYONE UNDERSTAND????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8451040-109891702067990135?l=themysteriousworldofliz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themysteriousworldofliz.blogspot.com/feeds/109891702067990135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8451040&amp;postID=109891702067990135' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8451040/posts/default/109891702067990135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8451040/posts/default/109891702067990135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themysteriousworldofliz.blogspot.com/2004/10/blog-post.html' title='#$*&amp;!!!'/><author><name>Liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17001534437855982989</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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8451040.post-109761986846048312</id><published>2004-10-12T15:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-27T15:37:14.120-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Halloween Costume</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yesterday I went to a couple thrift stores to search for this year's Halloween costume. What I wanted to find was an ugly old '80's dress. What I'm going to be, I don't exactly know what you would call it. A goth geek at a prom? That's what my mother calls it. But I don't know. Sad thing is, I am a geek. Not really sad, though. Geeks aren't really as bad as the media portrays them. To the point.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The first store I went to had two ugly 80's dresses. *JACKPOT!* But the first one was too small. And the second one was too big. Sigh. On to the next one.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In the second store, there were FOUR different ones. The first one was blue and silky, with a couple of tacky buttons. It puffed out at the bottom, falling just above my knees. It made me look kind of like a clown. I thought that one was perfect. But it was $16. WHO WOULD PAY THAT MUCH FOR THAT UGLY THING? I didn't have that much. Maybe later.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The other three were either too boring or just WAY TOO REPULSIVE. I must get that blue one. I MUST I MUST I MUST I MUST I MUST. . .&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8451040-109761986846048312?l=themysteriousworldofliz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themysteriousworldofliz.blogspot.com/feeds/109761986846048312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8451040&amp;postID=109761986846048312' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8451040/posts/default/109761986846048312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8451040/posts/default/109761986846048312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themysteriousworldofliz.blogspot.com/2004/10/my-halloween-costume.html' title='My Halloween Costume'/><author><name>Liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17001534437855982989</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8451040.post-109744387088396854</id><published>2004-10-10T14:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-27T15:34:11.906-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Words to Describe Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Impatient&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Difficult- or should I say IMPOSSIBLE?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Weird&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Indescisive&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Moody&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Different&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Paranoid&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;Dramatic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8451040-109744387088396854?l=themysteriousworldofliz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themysteriousworldofliz.blogspot.com/feeds/109744387088396854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8451040&amp;postID=109744387088396854' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8451040/posts/default/109744387088396854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8451040/posts/default/109744387088396854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themysteriousworldofliz.blogspot.com/2004/10/words-to-describe-me.html' title='Words to Describe Me'/><author><name>Liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17001534437855982989</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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8451040.post-109631138949818885</id><published>2004-09-27T11:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-27T11:56:29.496-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pink Pajamas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This is the coolest song EVER!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(sing to the tune of "Glory Glory Hallelujah")&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I wear my pink pajamas in the summer when it's hot.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And I wear my flannel nightie in the winter when it's not.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And sometimes in the springtime, and sometimes in the fall, I jump right in between the sheets with NOTHING ON AT ALL!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Glory, glory how peculiar!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nosey, nosey, what's it to ya!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Balmy breezes blowin' through ya,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;with NOTHING ON AT ALL!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8451040-109631138949818885?l=themysteriousworldofliz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themysteriousworldofliz.blogspot.com/feeds/109631138949818885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8451040&amp;postID=109631138949818885' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8451040/posts/default/109631138949818885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8451040/posts/default/109631138949818885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themysteriousworldofliz.blogspot.com/2004/09/pink-pajamas.html' title='Pink Pajamas'/><author><name>Liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17001534437855982989</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8451040.post-109607566586298650</id><published>2004-09-24T18:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-24T18:27:45.863-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Baddest Thing I've Ever Done</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt; It was late August 2004. I was at my friend Susanna's parents' lake property for five days. We started getting bored. So we wrote fake love letters to eight guys who all go to our youth group. It was her idea. We made them so pathetic that it's embarrassing. It was fun while it lasted but now I regret doing it, and so does she. But whatever. I guess we live and learn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8451040-109607566586298650?l=themysteriousworldofliz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themysteriousworldofliz.blogspot.com/feeds/109607566586298650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8451040&amp;postID=109607566586298650' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8451040/posts/default/109607566586298650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8451040/posts/default/109607566586298650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themysteriousworldofliz.blogspot.com/2004/09/baddest-thing-ive-ever-done.html' title='The Baddest Thing I&apos;ve Ever Done'/><author><name>Liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17001534437855982989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8451040.post-109607462451082881</id><published>2004-09-24T18:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-24T18:10:24.510-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Highs and Lows of Being Liz</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt; Sometimes I love my life. And sometimes I hate it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt; Sometimes I feel beautiful. And sometimes I feel repulsive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt; Sometimes I love guys. And sometimes I hate them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt; But there's one thing that will never change. And that is my great love for God and my friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8451040-109607462451082881?l=themysteriousworldofliz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://themysteriousworldofliz.blogspot.com/feeds/109607462451082881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8451040&amp;postID=109607462451082881' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8451040/posts/default/109607462451082881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8451040/posts/default/109607462451082881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://themysteriousworldofliz.blogspot.com/2004/09/highs-and-lows-of-being-liz.html' title='The Highs and Lows of Being Liz'/><author><name>Liz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17001534437855982989</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
