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  <updated>2005-03-08T23:52:34Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:kennerloo:1764</id>
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    <title>Just one of those days</title>
    <published>2005-03-08T23:52:34Z</published>
    <updated>2005-03-08T23:52:34Z</updated>
    <lj:music>We Might As Well</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Name a time when you have wanted to scream and scream really hard.  Or cry, and cry really really hard.  Tell me of a bad day you have had so far this year.  Let everything out to me, I'm here.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today sucked bogangles.  Everything sucked, everyone got on my nerves, people were annoying and mean to others and just being plain rude.  Oh, yay..I just got the hiccups.  I feel like crying, and having someone here right now so I can talk to them.  I hate this.  I now see how people who are depressed can have their entire life suffer so much.  I'll pray for any of you who feel the way I do or who suffer more than I have today.  Let me know.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:kennerloo:1525</id>
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    <title>Pish poshyness</title>
    <published>2005-03-02T22:38:06Z</published>
    <updated>2005-03-02T22:38:06Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Spice Girls</lj:music>
    <content type="html">It seems like girls are always talking crap.  I hate it.  I have a friend..she's incredibly nice, thoughtful, loyal and all the good things you can think of, hah.  But she has been through so many things, and people talk crap about her.  People don't know whats she's been through, and they still say, "Gosh, why does she do that stuff?" and all that crappola.  If you don't know what a friend has been through, don't talk about her and spread things that are stupid and not true.  Write them down or just..keep them in that little head of yours.  Gossip sucks, especially when it's about you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;STOP ALL THE GOSSIP.  IT'S INCREDIBLY STUPID.  WE ARE ALL FRIENDS...HERE ARE SOME QUOTES FROM SONGS TO REMIND YOU OF HOW ALL PEOPLE IN THE WORLD ARE HOLDING HANDS:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---"We all live in a yellow submarine."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----"People all over the world, join hands.  Start a Love Train."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..that's all I can think of.  Let me know if you guys have anymore quotes in your heads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahem, I went over Davids this weekend.  Hung out with him, took a walk, ate cookies, watched a movie then went over Molly's for an OC party...I know...but it was fun.  Even though it was only David, Molly, Stef, and I.  But hey, we are cool like that.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:kennerloo:1255</id>
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    <title>Ahh love is in the air</title>
    <published>2005-02-22T03:15:50Z</published>
    <updated>2005-02-22T03:15:50Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I know you are all wondering how my day went with David.  It was very good.  I went to his church which was fun, even though i didn't know anyone there except for him, and his friend i had just met, Collin.  We played a game, girls vs. guys, where you were given an object and then you would use your group to build that object.  The girls had washer, which was really easy, and the boys had CD player...but it looked like a record player to me, so i dont know.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then David, Collin and I got picked up by his parents, who seemed very nice.  We dropped Collin off at his other church, and then David and I went to the mall.  We ate at Panera and had this incredible soup called Brocolli Cheddar.  The only bad thing about lunch was the fact that the soup had little strips of carrots in it.  David's allergic to carrots...so, I was worried he would start to choke in front of me and his face would puff up, but thank the lord it didn't.  After a nice lunch looking at people walk by in the mall, we went to the movies to see Hitch, which was very funny.  Though I hate it when you are watching a movie with a boy, and then the two characters in the movie kiss..for what seems a long time and you dont know what to do.  You don't know whether you should look at the guy sitting next to you or just watch the two people kiss for another 2 minutes.  But other then that, I had a really fun time at the movies.  My dad then picked us up and we went to my house.  I had to get changed right away for field hockey though and i was mad.  I didn't want to go to hockey.  My sister was being a bizzle.  She stormed in when David was in my kitchen talking to my dad and said, "KENDALL, BAHHH" and i had to go (because she's my coach).  I left David with my dad..alone in my kitchen.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't like hockey because i hadn't played in a long time.  It was a tournement at River Hill.  It was our third game against Hammond.  I was getting low, putting my hockey stick on the ground and doing what my sister told me to do, because i knew she would rip my legs off if i didn't.  This girl from the other team came down the side and i reached out with my right leg and started to run after her, and right as i did that, my leg muscle pulled and it made my back literally break.  I went home early with my dad and fell asleep on the couch rather early.  I was pooped from a good/bad day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry, this was very long.  I hope you all had a good weekend!!  David, feel better soon.  Drink tea and get good rest.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:kennerloo:878</id>
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    <title>Question..</title>
    <published>2005-02-19T17:37:40Z</published>
    <updated>2005-02-19T17:37:40Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Oldies</lj:music>
    <content type="html">If youre a girl please answer these two questions:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.) What do you hate the most about being a girl?&lt;br /&gt;2.) What are your favorite parts about being a girl?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks ladies</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:kennerloo:542</id>
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    <title>kennerloo @ 2005-02-16T09:19:00</title>
    <published>2005-02-17T02:20:07Z</published>
    <updated>2005-02-17T02:20:07Z</updated>
    <lj:music>The Beatles</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Gonna make this short...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was gooood.  Everything went pretty well, except for my math test.  I don't like it when I dont know whats going on in class even when I pay attention.  What's with that? I mean, WHAT??!  I never fall asleep, and still the people who actually do fall asleep in class always seem to do well...why? I just don't get it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends were amazing today.  Stef, at lunch..with your stares, i love you so much.  And Kelsey planakas with her smiles at David and I.  Youre such a weirdo kels, just leave us alone:)..oh i'll ride home on the bus now on.  i'm sorry:).  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something happened today which was really funny, but i can't remember..oh yes. It involved Riley and Tai..i'm guessing you all know him. DENGPONG PONGSUPATPAT..cool kid, yet sort of annoying.  He never stops cursing.  We were in government and we were reviewing this worksheet, which was multiple choice.  Our teacher Mrs. Dodd would say, "Number four is A...as in Apple" or something.  Well, for one number she said "blah blah is G" Then Riley so kindly shouted out, "G for gonorrhea!" Of course the whole class laughed and then he started to be smart with other letters.  Then Mrs. Dodd came to another one with the answer of "S" and I turned to Rachel Rainville and i said, "i bet tai is going so say syphilis" and he did.  Sorry if thats not funny..but i started to crack up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm trying my hardest to see David as many times a day I can, hah, sorry if that sounds weird David, but i am.  My day would suck if i didn't talk to you at all or even see you.  It's the truth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah...this wasn't short at all.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:kennerloo:318</id>
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    <title>Valentines Day</title>
    <published>2005-02-15T23:10:17Z</published>
    <updated>2005-02-15T23:10:17Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Keane</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Well, for most people Valentines day is S.A.D (singles awareness day).  It has been for me, for the past 15 years...ha.  I've never had someone tell me theyve liked me on Valentines day.  But, this year was different for me.  This boy who i have liked since..i don't know when..told me he liked me in the most ghetto card ever.  With out him, i think my record for no valentines ever, except for the stupid ones you get in elementary school from your entire CLASS, would have gone on for a long time.  I thought this year would suck yet again.  But i was wrong.  It was the exact opposite. Thank you David.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was OK.  I've had this stupid cold since last thursday when i went on this tubing trip with my friends church.  Apart from the cold, i talked to David which made my day a lot better.  Though, my right nostril wont let me breathe out of it, and my throat itches like a...bizzle....and i just want to stick my hand down there and SCRATCH IT!!!!! but i cant because ill just get weezy and faint.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last thursday at White Tail was so much fun.  I met new people and laughed..a lot.  I became better friends with Josh, which was cool, hung out with KELSERRRRR and chatted with my burnt tounge from molly's really hot..hot chocolate.  Yet, there was still gossip floating around in the crisp chilly air at White Tail...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...Girls make me mad.  Even though i am a girl, i'm not like the ones who walk past each other with death defying stares and evil whispers amoung tounges... They make me mad..psh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love kelsey plantas so much.  shes the bomb.</content>
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