<?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-4591888099832119010</id><updated>2011-07-08T08:44:55.872-07:00</updated><category term='Music'/><title type='text'>Bee &amp; Tach ? Arr &amp; Kay !</title><subtitle type='html'>We have this Blogger site, cause 1. we wan&amp;#39;t to express our feelings and 2. For fun. And anyways its cool :) We will post notes, music, videos, feelings, FOOD, pictures &amp;amp; MANY MORE ! 

-- xoxo,You know you love me Blogger girl. 

-- Be Strong, Stay Strong, Always Strong. 

... Love, Arr Mendez &amp;amp; Kay Miguel :)</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beetach.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4591888099832119010/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beetach.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Beetach</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14866910037318908078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2vEk7kdUTxI/SYaGl3C7uFI/AAAAAAAAAA8/reCD4KEPHrI/S220/DSC03298.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>17</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4591888099832119010.post-4460150377043703190</id><published>2009-07-24T13:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T13:44:47.190-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What happened.??</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;What Happened.?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;What did i do,i have no idea what i did to you to make you act like someone new.Someone that thinks that i am not there anymore.I wish we would be friends still but it seems like you snt want to becuase of your new attitude.I wished i would have known what you would say to me and things might have changed and you would still at least talk to me .....maybe....and you wont think i am a ghost.What am i to you now.....a stranger...Well i dnt want to be a starnger i want to be at least your friend too.I regret many things with you and every time i would see you,you would remind me of all of the regrets.Now things are different,i mean really different between us.I wished we would talk just me and you talk to each other but when i try to,it seems like i am just a ghost and like i have enough with you ,because i have other stuff happening in my life.Your just a JERK NOW .Someone i dont know anymore ....i am trying at least to be your friend.Seriously i am moving on now and i know your not worthy to be my friend for now anymore your just not woth it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;And now i am hearing that your a JERK to my closest friend ,your just plain mean ,i hope you know what your doing.I was foolish to fall for you and think you were different too.Sooner or later i hope you realize everything .Just understand that i got hurt by you and now one of my closest friend is getting hurt.I really dont want you to hurt that person because i dont want that person to get hurt.I know your just sturborn but still if you keep it up ppl well be tired of you and like just forget about you,becuase your not worth it anymore.I realize that now that your not worth it and thats all.Friends is what i want from you when you actually are not being a jerk and for you to treat me as one too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Maybe later on in the future we would become friends but not now becuase your treating me not like a friend.And hope you realize that......&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also Kay Miguels is back :D&lt;br /&gt;Sorry i didnt go on here for such a long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Kay Miguels.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4591888099832119010-4460150377043703190?l=beetach.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beetach.blogspot.com/feeds/4460150377043703190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beetach.blogspot.com/2009/07/what-happened.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4591888099832119010/posts/default/4460150377043703190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4591888099832119010/posts/default/4460150377043703190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beetach.blogspot.com/2009/07/what-happened.html' title='What happened.??'/><author><name>Beetach</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14866910037318908078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2vEk7kdUTxI/SYaGl3C7uFI/AAAAAAAAAA8/reCD4KEPHrI/S220/DSC03298.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4591888099832119010.post-6629023773442165862</id><published>2009-07-24T01:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T01:42:13.611-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A little advice ..</title><content type='html'>Your mask is purity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are always trying to be true to yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You do don't care what others think is right or wrong, you always use your own judgment to decide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You often always ignore the millions of rules people are trying to place on the way you should live your life, because you know they are meaningless and that you are a good person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your intentions are usually pure, whether it's wanting to do something nice for someone, or just take some time for yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You understand that pure isn't perfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You get angry, jealous, mean, sometimes stubborn, but you are who you are, and your mask is not trying to hide it;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's just helping you get by the life you love and enjoy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4591888099832119010-6629023773442165862?l=beetach.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beetach.blogspot.com/feeds/6629023773442165862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beetach.blogspot.com/2009/07/little-advice.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4591888099832119010/posts/default/6629023773442165862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4591888099832119010/posts/default/6629023773442165862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beetach.blogspot.com/2009/07/little-advice.html' title='A little advice ..'/><author><name>Beetach</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14866910037318908078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2vEk7kdUTxI/SYaGl3C7uFI/AAAAAAAAAA8/reCD4KEPHrI/S220/DSC03298.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4591888099832119010.post-2735067284733697883</id><published>2009-07-15T00:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T00:35:35.898-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yeah</title><content type='html'>Hm ? Btw , if she or he ever sees those posts , .. just know im over it , .. dont worry about me , im not a bitch .. trust me .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arr .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4591888099832119010-2735067284733697883?l=beetach.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beetach.blogspot.com/feeds/2735067284733697883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beetach.blogspot.com/2009/07/yeah.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4591888099832119010/posts/default/2735067284733697883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4591888099832119010/posts/default/2735067284733697883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beetach.blogspot.com/2009/07/yeah.html' title='Yeah'/><author><name>Beetach</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14866910037318908078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2vEk7kdUTxI/SYaGl3C7uFI/AAAAAAAAAA8/reCD4KEPHrI/S220/DSC03298.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4591888099832119010.post-3870156723248371317</id><published>2009-07-15T00:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T00:33:43.036-07:00</updated><title type='text'>DAMN YOU</title><content type='html'>So yeah ... Arr here .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was saying in a previous blog post that Magee was a horrible school ..&lt;br /&gt;What i realized is that, it was only misreable because i got into the wrong crowd.&lt;br /&gt;Please dont judge me at this point, but i did NOT do drugs, sex, and/or drank.&lt;br /&gt;I just was so misreable in ter 1 and 2 .. i could not take it anymore&lt;br /&gt;so i went to my mom to move&lt;br /&gt;but the thing was&lt;br /&gt;i dont want to move anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was on the phone with my good guy friend a couple night ago. Dont worry nothing romantic there. But, i spent the past 3 hours crying, but not just over the phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully, i can sort this threw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That previous post? Yeah i dont give no shit about it anymore. It was just a mental spazz i needed to do, just to get it off my chest. Cause we all need somewhere to vent right? I probably knew some parts of the note didnt make sense but who cares.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bitch. Yup , shes a bitch , know it and love it . Cause she knows who she is .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arr .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4591888099832119010-3870156723248371317?l=beetach.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beetach.blogspot.com/feeds/3870156723248371317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beetach.blogspot.com/2009/07/damn-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4591888099832119010/posts/default/3870156723248371317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4591888099832119010/posts/default/3870156723248371317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beetach.blogspot.com/2009/07/damn-you.html' title='DAMN YOU'/><author><name>Beetach</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14866910037318908078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2vEk7kdUTxI/SYaGl3C7uFI/AAAAAAAAAA8/reCD4KEPHrI/S220/DSC03298.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4591888099832119010.post-3684921396668899959</id><published>2009-07-07T22:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T22:25:38.935-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I NEED TO LET THIS OUT.</title><content type='html'>Okay i need to let this out, because if i do it on Facebook it would be WAY to obvious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So you THOUGHT, just because you apoligize to me ONLINE AND ON FACEBOOK, YOU THINK YOU CAN GET MY FORGIVENESS? I haven't known you well, but bitch, i know what goes on there, like seriously?! No wonder you have no friends. I am not trying to sound bitchy, but seriously? I hear about thie things you do. Just because you erase your past, doesnt mean your future is going to be clean. Honestly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHO CARES, IF HE DOESNT LIKE ME ANYMORE?! I dont give NO shit, i don't care if he likes a bitch like you, cause i guess you guys deserve eachother. BUT, Come on, we all know he can do better then you, hes actually nice, I THOUGHT HE WAS THE PERFECT GUY, until i found him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess i have the same thing with you. I never back down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO go off, to your little world, cause you know ill be watching your everymove.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you hurt him, im going to go right up to him and say i told you so, no matter how deep your feelings go for eachother. Cause you know shes wrong for you, you have all your friends tell you thats shes a bitch. I know it, because i talk to these people, maybe you should get a reality check.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arr .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4591888099832119010-3684921396668899959?l=beetach.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beetach.blogspot.com/feeds/3684921396668899959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beetach.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-need-to-let-this-out.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4591888099832119010/posts/default/3684921396668899959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4591888099832119010/posts/default/3684921396668899959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beetach.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-need-to-let-this-out.html' title='I NEED TO LET THIS OUT.'/><author><name>Beetach</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14866910037318908078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2vEk7kdUTxI/SYaGl3C7uFI/AAAAAAAAAA8/reCD4KEPHrI/S220/DSC03298.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4591888099832119010.post-4300868289387122438</id><published>2009-04-17T21:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T21:45:53.920-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fml</title><content type='html'>Hey so i bet you have heard of this site? FML? Well, a friend introduced it to me and i got HOOKED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, all of this shit drama is going around.&lt;br /&gt;I don't wan't to be involved in this total BS.&lt;br /&gt;I already have enough problems at school.&lt;br /&gt;You think Magee is a great school?&lt;br /&gt;HAHA, TOTAL BS.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah right.&lt;br /&gt;Its a HORIBLE SCHOOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never.Go.There.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah sure its great academically, but everything else is total BS .&lt;br /&gt;Some teachers are so peverted and i dont think you would want that.&lt;br /&gt;If you go to Magee then you know who im talking about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And ofcourse there are ALWAYS bitches of the grade.&lt;br /&gt;I dont wan't to mention any names, but sad to say, im not pointing Magee out, im just saying .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love, Arr.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4591888099832119010-4300868289387122438?l=beetach.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beetach.blogspot.com/feeds/4300868289387122438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beetach.blogspot.com/2009/04/fml.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4591888099832119010/posts/default/4300868289387122438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4591888099832119010/posts/default/4300868289387122438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beetach.blogspot.com/2009/04/fml.html' title='Fml'/><author><name>Beetach</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14866910037318908078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2vEk7kdUTxI/SYaGl3C7uFI/AAAAAAAAAA8/reCD4KEPHrI/S220/DSC03298.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4591888099832119010.post-523622350186260263</id><published>2009-02-20T22:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T22:51:13.046-08:00</updated><title type='text'>TOMMAROW!</title><content type='html'>Okay so Arr here. Tommarow Arr &amp;amp; Kay are going bowling together! Shes in provincials. I was in it last year . GOT 2ND IN WHOLE PROVINCE. Dam so close to Edmonton! Im going to Rev;s with her. Regine and Audrey are going to be there too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But anyways, im moving to Tupperrr . The letter didnt come in yet , but my mom talked to the whoever. And she said ' i had a REALLY high chance of getting in '. If not, for sure. But yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is up with everyone and the American Apperel sweaters? I have one too, because i got mine a couple days ago.... And Raybans Sunglasses? Theyre classy but not my style. Im only getting them cause the 3 pairs of sunglasses i got from Phillippines broke. Cause its friken cheap! What do you expect?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, im at my cousins. At John Tee's, Jonathan Tee, Justin Tee, &amp;amp; Jaimie Tee(A girl).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- 3 guys one girl, in their family.&lt;br /&gt;- they all begin with a j.&lt;br /&gt;- the joy of sleepingover here is that you never get bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If its not Justin and Jaimie wrestling(Jaimie wins she is in grade 3 justin grade 5)&lt;br /&gt;its : a WHOLE lot of movies to pick from.&lt;br /&gt;JJ / John talking about Notre Dame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But im just trying to say that you never get bored here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Be Strong, Stay Strong, Always Strong Arr.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4591888099832119010-523622350186260263?l=beetach.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beetach.blogspot.com/feeds/523622350186260263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beetach.blogspot.com/2009/02/tommarow.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4591888099832119010/posts/default/523622350186260263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4591888099832119010/posts/default/523622350186260263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beetach.blogspot.com/2009/02/tommarow.html' title='TOMMAROW!'/><author><name>Beetach</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14866910037318908078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2vEk7kdUTxI/SYaGl3C7uFI/AAAAAAAAAA8/reCD4KEPHrI/S220/DSC03298.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4591888099832119010.post-1829558858418009918</id><published>2009-02-17T13:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T13:47:48.884-08:00</updated><title type='text'>HATE.</title><content type='html'>Hate is sucha strong word .dont you think??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well thats what i feel for only one person.I am not saying that person 's name or anything becuase everyone will know.that person is a backstabber,horrible and everyhtign else thats horrible becuase WHAT she did to me is speechless to me to say.Why???That person changed a lot ,like before that person was all good and stuff and in the middle and now that person turned into a monster.THATS ALL I AM GANNA SAY FOR NOW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo Blogger Girl, Kay.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4591888099832119010-1829558858418009918?l=beetach.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beetach.blogspot.com/feeds/1829558858418009918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beetach.blogspot.com/2009/02/hate.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4591888099832119010/posts/default/1829558858418009918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4591888099832119010/posts/default/1829558858418009918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beetach.blogspot.com/2009/02/hate.html' title='HATE.'/><author><name>Beetach</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14866910037318908078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2vEk7kdUTxI/SYaGl3C7uFI/AAAAAAAAAA8/reCD4KEPHrI/S220/DSC03298.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4591888099832119010.post-737372588546528026</id><published>2009-02-08T16:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T17:00:14.140-08:00</updated><title type='text'>WTH  ARR !</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'm not confused about guys.&lt;br /&gt;I am confused about other things......&lt;br /&gt;am serious,no lie.&lt;br /&gt;Because for real i don't like anyone anymore since yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;so this is  all i have to say ARR  wth are you talking about .&lt;br /&gt;well  anyways bye bye for now. : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo Blogger Girl ,Kay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4591888099832119010-737372588546528026?l=beetach.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beetach.blogspot.com/feeds/737372588546528026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beetach.blogspot.com/2009/02/wth-arr.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4591888099832119010/posts/default/737372588546528026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4591888099832119010/posts/default/737372588546528026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beetach.blogspot.com/2009/02/wth-arr.html' title='WTH  ARR !'/><author><name>Beetach</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14866910037318908078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2vEk7kdUTxI/SYaGl3C7uFI/AAAAAAAAAA8/reCD4KEPHrI/S220/DSC03298.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4591888099832119010.post-2224599700521765939</id><published>2009-02-05T19:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T19:49:27.980-08:00</updated><title type='text'>AWE !</title><content type='html'>Oh, Snaaaap ! Kay is confuesed ! Well hopes she gets better ... IM ON THE PHONE WITH KAY! We're talking about BOYS BOYS &amp; BOYS, We Love 'em. LOVE LOVE LOVE EM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Break-ups, Make-ups, Crushing, &amp; Rejcttion. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... Stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I MEAN GUYS RULE...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4591888099832119010-2224599700521765939?l=beetach.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beetach.blogspot.com/feeds/2224599700521765939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beetach.blogspot.com/2009/02/awe.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4591888099832119010/posts/default/2224599700521765939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4591888099832119010/posts/default/2224599700521765939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beetach.blogspot.com/2009/02/awe.html' title='AWE !'/><author><name>Beetach</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14866910037318908078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2vEk7kdUTxI/SYaGl3C7uFI/AAAAAAAAAA8/reCD4KEPHrI/S220/DSC03298.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4591888099832119010.post-6672939999178263951</id><published>2009-02-02T22:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T18:28:11.255-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Confused......</title><content type='html'>I don't know what i did but everyone is treating me differently now......Can anyone tell me please and i don't care even if it is hurtful i just want to know.Well if i did anything tell ti to my face and not like.....express it or whatever...And if i am too sensitive or emotional well i always have been.If you hate me tell it to my face because i rather have someone say to my face that they hate me and why.It makes sense. And if your worried if i get mad or something don't worry i wont be i would understand because you can not make everyone like you.Anyways that's all i have too say.&lt;br /&gt;xoxo Blogger Girl,Kay.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4591888099832119010-6672939999178263951?l=beetach.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beetach.blogspot.com/feeds/6672939999178263951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beetach.blogspot.com/2009/02/bordomness.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4591888099832119010/posts/default/6672939999178263951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4591888099832119010/posts/default/6672939999178263951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beetach.blogspot.com/2009/02/bordomness.html' title='Confused......'/><author><name>Beetach</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14866910037318908078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2vEk7kdUTxI/SYaGl3C7uFI/AAAAAAAAAA8/reCD4KEPHrI/S220/DSC03298.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4591888099832119010.post-7939083061465234949</id><published>2009-02-02T18:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T15:54:35.501-08:00</updated><title type='text'>DRAMA.</title><content type='html'>I don't know why but i feel like am not needed in my school anymore.Everyone is changing and too much drama.St.Patrick is known for their drama and i hate it.I am sought of losing some of my friends.And that's not niaceee....well i feel like moving to a public just like Arr but i cant move because of my parents who want me to be in a good school.Sometimes these dramas are tough because it could be involving your friends which is not niacce.... and it makes my head hurt because i don't know who to pick and if i don't ,one of them would hate me...But there is some good things about my school which is that they would eventually forgive and be my friend again.Also many funny people in my school and people who care and other good things would be there for you.At times i would feel fine but at other times i feel like my head is ganna blow upp...But i will still be in St.Patrick's because of my parents and i would miss my best friends a lot and when i think about it,its just drama and it always will be in every school and mostly all dramas in St.Patrick's will turn too good and be forgotten. &lt;br /&gt; xoxo Blogger Girl, Kay.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4591888099832119010-7939083061465234949?l=beetach.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beetach.blogspot.com/feeds/7939083061465234949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beetach.blogspot.com/2009/02/drama.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4591888099832119010/posts/default/7939083061465234949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4591888099832119010/posts/default/7939083061465234949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beetach.blogspot.com/2009/02/drama.html' title='DRAMA.'/><author><name>Beetach</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14866910037318908078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2vEk7kdUTxI/SYaGl3C7uFI/AAAAAAAAAA8/reCD4KEPHrI/S220/DSC03298.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4591888099832119010.post-1224279961174318938</id><published>2009-02-02T18:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T15:55:23.404-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthdays!</title><content type='html'>Yes, it was my birthday on February 1st.&lt;br /&gt;thanks Arr for whatever you said :)&lt;br /&gt;I know am a teen now, but i feel the same nothing really changed with me,but i guess maybe later in the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well i would like too say Happy Birthday to my other friend even though she does not have blog spot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SOOO.HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO EUNICE.&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s.-Arr remember it was also Martin's BIRTHDAY too.&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;SOOO.ALSO HAPPY BELATED  BIRTHDAY MARTIN. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; xoxo Blogger Girl, Kay.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4591888099832119010-1224279961174318938?l=beetach.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beetach.blogspot.com/feeds/1224279961174318938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beetach.blogspot.com/2009/02/heyyo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4591888099832119010/posts/default/1224279961174318938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4591888099832119010/posts/default/1224279961174318938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beetach.blogspot.com/2009/02/heyyo.html' title='Birthdays!'/><author><name>Beetach</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14866910037318908078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2vEk7kdUTxI/SYaGl3C7uFI/AAAAAAAAAA8/reCD4KEPHrI/S220/DSC03298.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4591888099832119010.post-462964850580178408</id><published>2009-02-02T17:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T16:27:48.592-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Speechless....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4591888099832119010-462964850580178408?l=beetach.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beetach.blogspot.com/feeds/462964850580178408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beetach.blogspot.com/2009/02/check-yes-romeo-remix.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4591888099832119010/posts/default/462964850580178408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4591888099832119010/posts/default/462964850580178408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beetach.blogspot.com/2009/02/check-yes-romeo-remix.html' title='Speechless....'/><author><name>Beetach</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14866910037318908078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2vEk7kdUTxI/SYaGl3C7uFI/AAAAAAAAAA8/reCD4KEPHrI/S220/DSC03298.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4591888099832119010.post-530616193766982635</id><published>2009-02-02T16:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T16:25:09.311-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Public WEST SIDE High School.</title><content type='html'>Do you really want to know something about west side schools? , Well besides there ... richer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you know MOSTLY ALL of Magee kids take the bus? AND GET OFF SOMEWHERE NEAR THE EAST SIDE? I have A LOT OF FRIENDS who live on east side. But go to Magee cause they wan't too. My friends brother goes to David Thompson. But he decided to go to Magee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, its bigger. But some people do live on the west side.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, i DID go to St.Patricks Elementary, but i DID NOT go to the High school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was thinking of moving to St.Pats High, but naww, theres too much drama. FROM WHAT I HEARD OF , its not a good i dea to go to St.Pats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which is why im moving. NOT TO ST.PATS .&lt;br /&gt;To Tupper. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Closer to my house.&lt;br /&gt;2. Its EAST SIDE!&lt;br /&gt;3. I dont need to wake up as early.&lt;br /&gt;4. SO FLIP THERE !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO yeah. Kay should be on in a minute, we give eachother some time to write something then the other goes on. So yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- Be Strong, Stay Strong, Always Strong. - Arr.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4591888099832119010-530616193766982635?l=beetach.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beetach.blogspot.com/feeds/530616193766982635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beetach.blogspot.com/2009/02/public-west-side-high-school.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4591888099832119010/posts/default/530616193766982635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4591888099832119010/posts/default/530616193766982635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beetach.blogspot.com/2009/02/public-west-side-high-school.html' title='Public WEST SIDE High School.'/><author><name>Beetach</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14866910037318908078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2vEk7kdUTxI/SYaGl3C7uFI/AAAAAAAAAA8/reCD4KEPHrI/S220/DSC03298.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4591888099832119010.post-6999888708646741161</id><published>2009-02-01T23:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T23:08:07.837-08:00</updated><title type='text'>GUESS WHOS BIRTHDAY ?!</title><content type='html'>Happy Birthday &lt;strong&gt;Kay&lt;/strong&gt; ! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- We all love you :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you have a great birthday ! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are now fourteen!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leaving your Pre-teen/Tween years behind!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LUCKY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But anyways, yeah, OH OH ! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kaay, as you get older, you stop growing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO ! I guess you stay 4'11 for the rest of you life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ENJOY :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And have lots of money for your 'needs' .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NAW ! You know im messin with ya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you lots! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         Keep Strong, Stay Strong, Always Strong.&lt;br /&gt;                                xoxo, &lt;strong&gt;Arr. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4591888099832119010-6999888708646741161?l=beetach.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beetach.blogspot.com/feeds/6999888708646741161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beetach.blogspot.com/2009/02/guess-whos-birthday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4591888099832119010/posts/default/6999888708646741161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4591888099832119010/posts/default/6999888708646741161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beetach.blogspot.com/2009/02/guess-whos-birthday.html' title='GUESS WHOS BIRTHDAY ?!'/><author><name>Beetach</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14866910037318908078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2vEk7kdUTxI/SYaGl3C7uFI/AAAAAAAAAA8/reCD4KEPHrI/S220/DSC03298.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4591888099832119010.post-4812979782204231873</id><published>2009-02-01T21:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T22:37:20.690-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music'/><title type='text'>Arr &amp; Kay JAM !</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Arr&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;&amp;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Kay&lt;/strong&gt; are MAD CRAZY over &lt;strong&gt;'We The Kings'&lt;/strong&gt; Check 'em out !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;We'll write a song&lt;br /&gt;that turns out the lights&lt;br /&gt;when both boy and girl start suddenly shaking inside&lt;br /&gt;don't waste your time&lt;br /&gt;speed up your breathing&lt;br /&gt;just close your eyes&lt;br /&gt;we'll hope it's not for nothing at all &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soft kiss and wine what a pretty friend of mine&lt;br /&gt;we're finally intertwined&lt;br /&gt;nervous and shy for the moment we will come&lt;br /&gt;alive tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;secret valentine&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lay down be still&lt;br /&gt;don't worry talk they will&lt;br /&gt;i'll be loving you until&lt;br /&gt;morning's first light&lt;br /&gt;breaks tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;i'll take care of you tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;secret valentine&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when guilt fills your head&lt;br /&gt;brush off rise up from the dead&lt;br /&gt;this is the moment that we&lt;br /&gt;will come alive&lt;br /&gt;brace yourself for love&lt;br /&gt;sweet love, secret love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Secret Valentine, We The Kings.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4591888099832119010-4812979782204231873?l=beetach.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://beetach.blogspot.com/feeds/4812979782204231873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://beetach.blogspot.com/2009/02/arr-kay-jam.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4591888099832119010/posts/default/4812979782204231873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4591888099832119010/posts/default/4812979782204231873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://beetach.blogspot.com/2009/02/arr-kay-jam.html' title='Arr &amp; Kay JAM !'/><author><name>Beetach</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14866910037318908078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2vEk7kdUTxI/SYaGl3C7uFI/AAAAAAAAAA8/reCD4KEPHrI/S220/DSC03298.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
