<?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-5215456358462302175</id><updated>2011-09-03T06:10:09.545-07:00</updated><category term='sun'/><category term='summer'/><category term='family'/><category term='the wire'/><category term='life'/><title type='text'>a day in the life of....</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itslindsgrace.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5215456358462302175/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itslindsgrace.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>LindsayGraceMcKeever</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00530547459585665373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9BNrP2Dm7FQ/TOLllsx2DLI/AAAAAAAAAGk/GVRWbmyrfhA/S220/27268_342975827852_561232852_4815581_1565896_n.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>11</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5215456358462302175.post-5172632860284803646</id><published>2009-12-21T10:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-21T10:55:46.354-08:00</updated><title type='text'>let it snow let it snow let it snow.</title><content type='html'>I hate how much time I take in between posts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;blah. sucky me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;anyways. So 2009 is almost over. Definitely been thinking about this year and next year and 2008. Just things have changed but I dont feel like I have, and to be honest that severely disappoints me.&lt;br /&gt;If anything Ive lost faith in things. I hate that. Aren't I suppose to get better with age and time? Why do I seem to keep becoming this person I hate? Why can I not control myself better? I guess most people would say how this year has changed them and how they are better for it but I cant say that. I'm worst. Its almost over though and even though I dont believe that I have to wait till 12am January 1st to change it will be nice to have a new year to just go back to that person I was before alot of this and maybe a better version of that person but definitely get rid of this girl, this girl NEEDS to  go. She's not my friend, she's negative on herself, negative on the world, negative towards God, harsh, potty mouth, faithless, hopeless and the complete opposite of who I want Lindsay Grace McKeever to be. So 2010 is definitely going to be more of a renewing, I have some amazing people in my life so I  can no longer blame it on my surroundings, I can take full responsibility for who I am and who I let into my life. I need to take control and put God first. I hate this but Im excited that I've finally realized, I must've hit some kind of low, but Im glad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So back to the 3 things/people that I am thankful for:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Emily Dowling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9BNrP2Dm7FQ/Sy_B_TR_l4I/AAAAAAAAAGE/SBVMW2OURp0/s1600-h/11142_241570112852_561232852_4316272_6182438_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9BNrP2Dm7FQ/Sy_B_TR_l4I/AAAAAAAAAGE/SBVMW2OURp0/s320/11142_241570112852_561232852_4316272_6182438_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417762170001659778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;This little girl means more to me than most things in life. She is a ray of sunshine no matter what. She teaches me more than I could ever begin to teach her. She is so much of a better person than I could ever imagine being. I love her with every ounce in my heart and thank GOD He put her in my life. She gives me hope for the word FAMILY. She is caring, loving, good, amazing, faithful, best little sister :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Christy Miller Book Series&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9BNrP2Dm7FQ/Sy_C_ClO2CI/AAAAAAAAAGM/rxjjhaLOcr0/s1600-h/n272781.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9BNrP2Dm7FQ/Sy_C_ClO2CI/AAAAAAAAAGM/rxjjhaLOcr0/s320/n272781.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417763265030576162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This book series saves me. Growing up I didn't have a huge group of friends, ha as lame as it sounds books became my friends and I can always grab these books and feel like it takes me back to a safe world full of people with love. This books helped me more in my walk with Christ than anything else I know. I will foreverr be grateful to Robin Jones Gunn for writing me friends and giving me Faith when I needed it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;My Brother, Micah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9BNrP2Dm7FQ/Sy_D883vY2I/AAAAAAAAAGU/OUesRzcvVSc/s1600-h/l_c64b34db9ca2470aa03c7ba1fa86fad0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9BNrP2Dm7FQ/Sy_D883vY2I/AAAAAAAAAGU/OUesRzcvVSc/s320/l_c64b34db9ca2470aa03c7ba1fa86fad0.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417764328649483106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;I love my brother so much. He has the best sense of humor of almost any one I know. Watching movies or some random tv show is one of my favorite things to do. I feel safe when we hang, like Im home. I love that feeling. We don't see eye to eye on much except Auburn Football but its okay :) My brother deserves the world and then some. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XOXO,&lt;br /&gt;Linds&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9BNrP2Dm7FQ/Sy_B_TR_l4I/AAAAAAAAAGE/SBVMW2OURp0/s1600-h/11142_241570112852_561232852_4316272_6182438_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5215456358462302175-5172632860284803646?l=itslindsgrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itslindsgrace.blogspot.com/feeds/5172632860284803646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://itslindsgrace.blogspot.com/2009/12/let-it-snow-let-it-snow-let-it-snow.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5215456358462302175/posts/default/5172632860284803646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5215456358462302175/posts/default/5172632860284803646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itslindsgrace.blogspot.com/2009/12/let-it-snow-let-it-snow-let-it-snow.html' title='let it snow let it snow let it snow.'/><author><name>LindsayGraceMcKeever</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00530547459585665373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9BNrP2Dm7FQ/TOLllsx2DLI/AAAAAAAAAGk/GVRWbmyrfhA/S220/27268_342975827852_561232852_4815581_1565896_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9BNrP2Dm7FQ/Sy_B_TR_l4I/AAAAAAAAAGE/SBVMW2OURp0/s72-c/11142_241570112852_561232852_4316272_6182438_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5215456358462302175.post-216802603159692857</id><published>2009-12-01T10:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T11:31:22.904-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I thank my God..</title><content type='html'>everytime I remember YOU...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I forget everyday of the little and big things I have that are so INCREDIBLE in my life. I tend to just to get to caught up in the negative. Good grief my life is blessed, I always look at the things that if they changed would be great. I want to be thankful for the GREAT things and enjoy each moment instead of wishing so hard for change that I miss the amazing moments/amazing people in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soo I got an amazinggg idea, I really am going to find 3 things/people/moments everyday I am thankful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first 3:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#1 - God's Grace. I need this every second of the day. He makes me new everyday, He washes me white as snow, with his mercy and grace, I am forgiven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"And He said to me, My grace is sufficient for you: My strength is made perfect in weakness."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; -2nd Corinthians 12:9 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;#2- My Lorelai. She has hope in me, she believes in me, she took a chance with me. Thats all I need. Plus she's the best shopping buddy I could EVER ask for :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9BNrP2Dm7FQ/SxVsZX7xMhI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/lKQ1Ajc2WCw/s1600/momma.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410349710532751890" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9BNrP2Dm7FQ/SxVsZX7xMhI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/lKQ1Ajc2WCw/s320/momma.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;#3- My Granddaddy :) The best man in the whole universe. God's gift of hope to me. He shows me how I should be treated and is the sweetest little man in the whole worlddd. :) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9BNrP2Dm7FQ/SxVtFp_cDcI/AAAAAAAAAFY/cvIRUEePOBI/s1600/granddadme.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410350471294225858" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9BNrP2Dm7FQ/SxVtFp_cDcI/AAAAAAAAAFY/cvIRUEePOBI/s320/granddadme.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Im excited, it feels like a new start :) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;God is good. Im inspired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5215456358462302175-216802603159692857?l=itslindsgrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itslindsgrace.blogspot.com/feeds/216802603159692857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://itslindsgrace.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-thank-my-god.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5215456358462302175/posts/default/216802603159692857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5215456358462302175/posts/default/216802603159692857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itslindsgrace.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-thank-my-god.html' title='I thank my God..'/><author><name>LindsayGraceMcKeever</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00530547459585665373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9BNrP2Dm7FQ/TOLllsx2DLI/AAAAAAAAAGk/GVRWbmyrfhA/S220/27268_342975827852_561232852_4815581_1565896_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9BNrP2Dm7FQ/SxVsZX7xMhI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/lKQ1Ajc2WCw/s72-c/momma.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5215456358462302175.post-5502712072680240494</id><published>2009-09-22T08:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T08:46:46.238-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tweeting to tell you I blogged :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; :D&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was hard. I found out that my little cousin, Skylar will have to have surgery on her head she has tumors. Now this is possibly the sweetest, caring, hopeful, loving little girl you could ever meet. She could never think of doing anything but good to anyone. She is truly a blessing to everyone she meets. I cant quite comprehend why this could happen, now used to I would just take it in stride and not think twice about it just being the way it was going to be. Unfortunately now, I must ask why? How could this happen? Whats the reasoning? I wish these questions didn't pop up in my head but for now they do. I can only pray desperately for this little girl. I will do this. I know God will hold her in the palm of His hand. I do know this. I will have faith for her, her mom and those who have come in contact with this lovely little lady. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I will push the questions aside and try to not get to deep into questioning God. Its weird to because in English class we talked over Idealism and how it changes as we get older because we get beaten down continuously until we become hard and bitter. I never thought that this would happen when it comes to my Jesus nor do I want it to happen, I will fight this. I will get my faith and hope back. The devil will not take this from me, I will cling to my Father even harder. I will fight.&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, what else has been going on. Had a really tough day at school yesterday, apparently I am the only conservative/republican in my speech class and our group discussion would be War in Iraq. Which means opinions would be the whole class disagreeing with me. It was lovely :). Gotta love them haters. I do believe that the words, “All that Obama has accomplished in his presidency is buy a dog” came out of my mouth. Apparently I'm good at pissing people off, even when I'm not trying. Ha, who woulda thunk it! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want everyone to like me so bad, ha not a lot of people realize how bad I want friends. I do, really do but I will never compromise my beliefs to be popular. I can't do it. I will stand alone, if thats what it takes to stand for my beliefs.&lt;br /&gt;Ha, not a huge fan of any of my classes either, but these are the basics, gotta get them outta the way so I can enjoy it. Thank God, my major is not psychology, math, english or speech. Not a big fan of those classes dude.&lt;br /&gt;Things that have been on my mind lately: Really really really wanna start practicing my drums more, I wanna learn to play the keyboard, I need to work on getting a 6 pack before next summer, I gotta apply at more places, need a 2nd job, need a car BAD. Ha just a few things!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Okay blah, Ive totally realized how depressing this blog is! Ah okay happy things that are going on: I'm getting to go to alottttt of concerts in the next 3 months. Honor Society (3 times), Love &amp;amp; Theft, Jason Aldean, Dave Barnes, Carter Twins, The Fray &amp;amp; Jessie James. Possibly more too! We all know how much concerts make me happy! Jeeeez :D! Big smilesss about thatttt! I have some really great friends in my life now, super happy :DD. I love thinking about moving to Nashville, that makes me UBERR happy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just need to really cherish each moment, Im always waiting for something to happen, or wanting something to happen. I NEED to be happy in the moment I'm in. I want to figure that out! I need to enjoy this time, even through the trials.&lt;br /&gt;I believe that is all for today my loves.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“You are all around me-in front and in back- and have put your hand on me. Where can I go to get away from your Spirit? Where can I run from You? If I rise with the sun in the east and settle in the west beyond the sea, even there you would guide me. With your right hand you would hold me.”&lt;br /&gt;Psalm 139:5,7,9-10&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lovelaughlive,&lt;br /&gt;lindsay grace&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I will update this more :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9BNrP2Dm7FQ/Srjw73pz4uI/AAAAAAAAAEo/U6X4_6WkSGY/s1600-h/tweet+blog.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 284px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9BNrP2Dm7FQ/Srjw73pz4uI/AAAAAAAAAEo/U6X4_6WkSGY/s320/tweet+blog.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384318265863693026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5215456358462302175-5502712072680240494?l=itslindsgrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itslindsgrace.blogspot.com/feeds/5502712072680240494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://itslindsgrace.blogspot.com/2009/09/tweeting-to-tell-you-i-blogged-d.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5215456358462302175/posts/default/5502712072680240494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5215456358462302175/posts/default/5502712072680240494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itslindsgrace.blogspot.com/2009/09/tweeting-to-tell-you-i-blogged-d.html' title='Tweeting to tell you I blogged :D'/><author><name>LindsayGraceMcKeever</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00530547459585665373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9BNrP2Dm7FQ/TOLllsx2DLI/AAAAAAAAAGk/GVRWbmyrfhA/S220/27268_342975827852_561232852_4815581_1565896_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9BNrP2Dm7FQ/Srjw73pz4uI/AAAAAAAAAEo/U6X4_6WkSGY/s72-c/tweet+blog.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5215456358462302175.post-223366271402438443</id><published>2009-08-17T13:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T13:50:34.019-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i'll see you in the dark :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;To dream the impossible dream&lt;br /&gt;To fight the unbeatable foe&lt;br /&gt;To bear with unbearable sorrow&lt;br /&gt;To run where the brave dare not go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To right the unrightable wrong&lt;br /&gt;To be better far than you are&lt;br /&gt;To try when your arms are too weary&lt;br /&gt;To reach the unreachable star&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my quest, to follow that star,&lt;br /&gt;No matter how hopeless, no matter how far&lt;br /&gt;To be willing to give when there�s no more to give&lt;br /&gt;To be willing to die so that honor and justice may live&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I know if I�ll only be true to this glorious quest&lt;br /&gt;That my heart will lie peaceful and calm when I�m laid to my rest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the world will be better for this&lt;br /&gt;That one man scorned and covered with scars&lt;br /&gt;Still strove with his last ounce of courage&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;To reach the unreachable star&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Inspiration fooo the day::::&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9BNrP2Dm7FQ/Som_GXbGoYI/AAAAAAAAADw/P833N-db7h8/s1600-h/o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 127px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371034146703843714" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9BNrP2Dm7FQ/Som_GXbGoYI/AAAAAAAAADw/P833N-db7h8/s320/o.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meeting these guys last night :)))))))))))))))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9BNrP2Dm7FQ/Som_HIEdBcI/AAAAAAAAAEA/a7Ns7GppKPI/s1600-h/honorsociety.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371034159762179522" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9BNrP2Dm7FQ/Som_HIEdBcI/AAAAAAAAAEA/a7Ns7GppKPI/s320/honorsociety.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this picture :) makes me smile big.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9BNrP2Dm7FQ/Som_G-NbKqI/AAAAAAAAAD4/4bGcVnVeewM/s1600-h/colorsplash.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 237px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371034157115452066" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9BNrP2Dm7FQ/Som_G-NbKqI/AAAAAAAAAD4/4bGcVnVeewM/s320/colorsplash.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this ladyyyy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9BNrP2Dm7FQ/SonApbh2xlI/AAAAAAAAAEI/xClMfJcEwf8/s1600-h/lucilleball.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 301px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371035848612955730" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9BNrP2Dm7FQ/SonApbh2xlI/AAAAAAAAAEI/xClMfJcEwf8/s320/lucilleball.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;my wish list at the momenttttt, ladies and gents :) &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;an iPhone  :)))))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9BNrP2Dm7FQ/SonB9bNgLEI/AAAAAAAAAEY/diOjzGtxUQM/s1600-h/iPhone.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 222px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371037291636599874" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9BNrP2Dm7FQ/SonB9bNgLEI/AAAAAAAAAEY/diOjzGtxUQM/s320/iPhone.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my dream carrrrr :) or mainly just a car in general would be greatly appreciated :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9BNrP2Dm7FQ/SonB8xvbCmI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/MPIovxvXO0U/s1600-h/jeep.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371037280504580706" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9BNrP2Dm7FQ/SonB8xvbCmI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/MPIovxvXO0U/s320/jeep.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha anyways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God is good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lotsoflove,&lt;br /&gt;linds&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5215456358462302175-223366271402438443?l=itslindsgrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itslindsgrace.blogspot.com/feeds/223366271402438443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://itslindsgrace.blogspot.com/2009/08/ill-see-you-in-dark.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5215456358462302175/posts/default/223366271402438443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5215456358462302175/posts/default/223366271402438443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itslindsgrace.blogspot.com/2009/08/ill-see-you-in-dark.html' title='i&apos;ll see you in the dark :)'/><author><name>LindsayGraceMcKeever</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00530547459585665373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9BNrP2Dm7FQ/TOLllsx2DLI/AAAAAAAAAGk/GVRWbmyrfhA/S220/27268_342975827852_561232852_4815581_1565896_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9BNrP2Dm7FQ/Som_GXbGoYI/AAAAAAAAADw/P833N-db7h8/s72-c/o.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5215456358462302175.post-6484167668886129446</id><published>2009-07-28T12:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T12:39:57.540-07:00</updated><title type='text'>rainy days are magical :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;If you were to meet your ten-year-old self, what would you tell her?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;wow. I'd have an abundance of knowledge yet no clue what to say to little lindsay. ha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I think I would say, don't waste as much time on people because pretty much everyone thats in your life won't be there for long. Spend more time with your mom, brother, grandmother &amp;amp; granddaddy cause in the end they're still gonna be there. Be creative, don't be scared to be yourself. Be more outgoing cause your gonna hit an age where it all comes out and maybe you wouldnt be such a loud mouth when you get older if you get some of it out now. Save all the money you can! Work so much harder on high school than anything else. You're gonna meet a little boy one summer at a volunteer service and he's gonna steal your heart &amp;amp; change your life forever. Your best friend will fall in love as soon as ya'll get into high school and won't ever fall out of it, let go of her before she lets go of you. Your mom will always have your back. When it comes to actually dating guys well just don't. None that come your way is gonna be your Todd so just don't waste your time. You're gonna have alot of people come in your life talking alot of talk but they won't back it up, don't trust easily. Friends are gonna come and go, family is gonna turn their back on you, your mom &amp;amp; micah. Your gonna smile alot. Face alot of fears. Achieve more than you thought you could. Push past your limits, face more fears &amp;amp; smile more. Life is gonna take some turns you never expected and make you happier than you thought possible at times. Oh yeah and the whole not eating thing?! Not a good idea! ha! Always make jokes out of everything, it will get on plenty of peoples nerves but do it anyway! Don't be so afraid of driving. God is ALWAYS gonna be your rock. Never doubt your faith, never let the so called Christians you meet make you change your faith. God is there and He absolutely holds your life in His hands. Love Him always with everything you have. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;always dream.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;oh yeah &amp;amp;&amp;amp; don't be such a baby! suck it up.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;be a good girl,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;18 year old &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5215456358462302175-6484167668886129446?l=itslindsgrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itslindsgrace.blogspot.com/feeds/6484167668886129446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://itslindsgrace.blogspot.com/2009/07/rainy-days-are-magical.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5215456358462302175/posts/default/6484167668886129446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5215456358462302175/posts/default/6484167668886129446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itslindsgrace.blogspot.com/2009/07/rainy-days-are-magical.html' title='rainy days are magical :)'/><author><name>LindsayGraceMcKeever</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00530547459585665373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9BNrP2Dm7FQ/TOLllsx2DLI/AAAAAAAAAGk/GVRWbmyrfhA/S220/27268_342975827852_561232852_4815581_1565896_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5215456358462302175.post-4494195719032601674</id><published>2009-07-25T07:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-25T07:49:50.700-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Colllegee freshman :/</title><content type='html'>Sorry no blogging lately, Im not the best writerrr so until I just get the writing bug I tend to just think a bunchh and not jot down.&lt;br /&gt;Anywaysss, so I had school orientation yesterday which was great and exciting and scary. Im so sure that Im suppose to be in college but the money part completely freaks me out. Like how do people afford all of this, Im completely freaked beyond anything ive ever been freaked about. Like all the adult worries of money have officially hit lindsay grace. &lt;br /&gt;Okay so here are the things I need money for asap! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;College Tuition.&lt;br /&gt;Books.&lt;br /&gt;Parking Pass.&lt;br /&gt;Plus saving for a car.&lt;br /&gt;Insurance.&lt;br /&gt;ughh! plus just like everyday expenses. If only all this money wasnt due at once.&lt;br /&gt;So currently I am freaking out and trying to find ways to figure all this out. &lt;br /&gt;My sperm donor makes to much to get any kind of aid, yet he won't pay for my school and my mom barely makes enough to support us every week. &lt;br /&gt;So def in alot of prayer this week and just hoping some kind of bag drops in my lap with a money sign on it :) that'd be amazing. But God is great and He knows what He's doing. I sure don't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is fantastic, the sun is shining today and I love it.&lt;br /&gt; Everything will work I know! :) Ugh to this whole growing up thing. I shoulda been more prepared, stupid me! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways things that are making my day better today :)))) are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9BNrP2Dm7FQ/SmsaWzLydRI/AAAAAAAAAC4/Nu3nJMPU_Uw/s1600-h/monster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 129px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9BNrP2Dm7FQ/SmsaWzLydRI/AAAAAAAAAC4/Nu3nJMPU_Uw/s320/monster.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362408760313804050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Green monster :) a cold one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9BNrP2Dm7FQ/Smsaltg3NjI/AAAAAAAAADA/7xczOKf6HXQ/s1600-h/sun.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9BNrP2Dm7FQ/Smsaltg3NjI/AAAAAAAAADA/7xczOKf6HXQ/s320/sun.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362409016489621042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunshineeee  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9BNrP2Dm7FQ/Smsa8iQaaoI/AAAAAAAAADI/oMOBLwuzK40/s1600-h/hair.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 270px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9BNrP2Dm7FQ/Smsa8iQaaoI/AAAAAAAAADI/oMOBLwuzK40/s320/hair.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362409408604826242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;getting my hair colored :) it needs it so bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;&amp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9BNrP2Dm7FQ/SmsbWnfogYI/AAAAAAAAADQ/rvJFm4EAD54/s1600-h/jasonmraz.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 256px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9BNrP2Dm7FQ/SmsbWnfogYI/AAAAAAAAADQ/rvJFm4EAD54/s320/jasonmraz.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362409856687440258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jason mraz &lt;3 him and his music :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lovelovelove,&lt;br /&gt;linds.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5215456358462302175-4494195719032601674?l=itslindsgrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itslindsgrace.blogspot.com/feeds/4494195719032601674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://itslindsgrace.blogspot.com/2009/07/colllegee-freshman.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5215456358462302175/posts/default/4494195719032601674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5215456358462302175/posts/default/4494195719032601674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itslindsgrace.blogspot.com/2009/07/colllegee-freshman.html' title='Colllegee freshman :/'/><author><name>LindsayGraceMcKeever</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00530547459585665373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9BNrP2Dm7FQ/TOLllsx2DLI/AAAAAAAAAGk/GVRWbmyrfhA/S220/27268_342975827852_561232852_4815581_1565896_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9BNrP2Dm7FQ/SmsaWzLydRI/AAAAAAAAAC4/Nu3nJMPU_Uw/s72-c/monster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5215456358462302175.post-4885542591096811898</id><published>2009-07-23T12:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T12:37:09.845-07:00</updated><title type='text'>S.A.T</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9BNrP2Dm7FQ/Smi72pOgT-I/AAAAAAAAACw/2PtfEnvWd-o/s1600-h/n561232852_996571_2655.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9BNrP2Dm7FQ/Smi72pOgT-I/AAAAAAAAACw/2PtfEnvWd-o/s320/n561232852_996571_2655.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361741903838597090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all this time i waS wasting hoping you would come around&lt;br /&gt;i’ve been giving out cHances everytime and all you do is let me down&lt;br /&gt;and its taking me this long but baby i figured you out&lt;br /&gt;and you think it will be finE again but not this time around&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you don’t have to call anymore&lt;br /&gt;i won’t pick up the phone&lt;br /&gt;this is the last straw&lt;br /&gt;don’t want to hurt anymore&lt;br /&gt;and you can tell me that you’re sorry&lt;br /&gt;but I won’t believe you baby like i did before &lt;br /&gt;you’re not sorry no more, no more, no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lookin’ so innoCent&lt;br /&gt;i might believe you if i didn’t know&lt;br /&gt;could’a loved you all my life&lt;br /&gt;if you hAdn’t left me waiting in the cold&lt;br /&gt;and you got your share of secrets&lt;br /&gt;and i’m tired of beiNg last to know&lt;br /&gt;and now you’re asking me to listen&lt;br /&gt;cause its worked each time before&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you don’t have to call anymore&lt;br /&gt;I won’t pick up the pHone&lt;br /&gt;This is the lAst straw&lt;br /&gt;Don’t want to hurt anymore&lt;br /&gt;And you can tell me that you’re sorry&lt;br /&gt;But I don’t belieVe you baby like I did bEfore&lt;br /&gt;You’re not sorry no no no noo&lt;br /&gt;You’re not sorry no no no noo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You had me calling for you honey&lt;br /&gt;And it never would’ve gone away no&lt;br /&gt;You use to shine so bright&lt;br /&gt;But I watched our love it fade&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So you don’t have to call anYmore&lt;br /&gt;I won’t pick up the phOne&lt;br /&gt;This is the last straw&lt;br /&gt;There’s nothing left to beg for&lt;br /&gt;And yoU can tell me that you’re sorry&lt;br /&gt;But I won’t believe you baby like I did before&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5215456358462302175-4885542591096811898?l=itslindsgrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itslindsgrace.blogspot.com/feeds/4885542591096811898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://itslindsgrace.blogspot.com/2009/07/sat_23.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5215456358462302175/posts/default/4885542591096811898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5215456358462302175/posts/default/4885542591096811898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itslindsgrace.blogspot.com/2009/07/sat_23.html' title='S.A.T'/><author><name>LindsayGraceMcKeever</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00530547459585665373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9BNrP2Dm7FQ/TOLllsx2DLI/AAAAAAAAAGk/GVRWbmyrfhA/S220/27268_342975827852_561232852_4815581_1565896_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9BNrP2Dm7FQ/Smi72pOgT-I/AAAAAAAAACw/2PtfEnvWd-o/s72-c/n561232852_996571_2655.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5215456358462302175.post-7919621803770992357</id><published>2009-07-14T09:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T10:15:43.923-07:00</updated><title type='text'>jimmy jimmy jimmy</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Outside My Window&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kinda gloomy weather, perfect nap weather. just wishh i was cuddled up in bed :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I Am Thinking&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that I am not a fan of aunt flo :( poo! but kinda i feel kinda bubbly today tooooo! ah and the sun just came out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I Am Thankful&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for my best friend/mother :). for my awesome brother. for the sun. for every breathe God is giving me. for my granddaddy. for my fishy, jimmy mcnulty :). for those perfect moments that happen in most of my days. andddd for monster. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;From The Kitchen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;im at work so no kitchen here :(.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I Am Wearing&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jeans :(. a white flowy tank. black scarf. like 8 bracelets. 2 hair ties on my wrist. my ring i got from momma. and a ring i got at american eagle. diamond studs in all 5 holes. and black flip flops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I Am Creating&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;a painting for mine &amp;amp; my brudders bathroom. its black with a huge pink flower, sounds ordinary but hopefully it wont turn out that way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I Am Going&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;to be at work till 5 today then i havent decided what to do tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Around The House&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well i believe my brother is in his room. nicky is roaming the house. sperm donor is in bed. skynyrd is sleeping under the bed. jimmy is floating around. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;One of My Favorite Things&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;lady antebellum &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A Few Plans for the Rest of the Week&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work. Get classes scheduled. Finish my bathroom. Go to Generation. NJ Pageant. Holli's Wedding. Live and love life. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9BNrP2Dm7FQ/Sly72RRti9I/AAAAAAAAACI/ArSOU4RBcvo/s1600-h/DSCN0941.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358364197689068498" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9BNrP2Dm7FQ/Sly72RRti9I/AAAAAAAAACI/ArSOU4RBcvo/s320/DSCN0941.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;2 of my favorite things ^ = my fishy jimmy mcnulty and a green monster :)))) &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5215456358462302175-7919621803770992357?l=itslindsgrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itslindsgrace.blogspot.com/feeds/7919621803770992357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://itslindsgrace.blogspot.com/2009/07/jimmy-jimmy-jimmy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5215456358462302175/posts/default/7919621803770992357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5215456358462302175/posts/default/7919621803770992357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itslindsgrace.blogspot.com/2009/07/jimmy-jimmy-jimmy.html' title='jimmy jimmy jimmy'/><author><name>LindsayGraceMcKeever</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00530547459585665373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9BNrP2Dm7FQ/TOLllsx2DLI/AAAAAAAAAGk/GVRWbmyrfhA/S220/27268_342975827852_561232852_4815581_1565896_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9BNrP2Dm7FQ/Sly72RRti9I/AAAAAAAAACI/ArSOU4RBcvo/s72-c/DSCN0941.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5215456358462302175.post-7830798213283884663</id><published>2009-07-09T08:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T13:22:02.670-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer'/><title type='text'>Ive got a roofff over my headd and shoees on my feet</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;itss alrighttt :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I haven't had internet all weeek so thats why no post. Iveeee missedd you my little blogg! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I hadd a decentt weeek, I was pretty sick for the weeekend which blew cause I dearly love the 4th of Julyy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So I mainly just caught up on my movie watching with my brudder.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We watched...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9BNrP2Dm7FQ/SlYSHuW7-KI/AAAAAAAAABw/PlSF0bgehyE/s1600-h/silkshine.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 197px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356483972781376754" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9BNrP2Dm7FQ/SlYNyxq1BPI/AAAAAAAAABQ/cDG8YPyVpl4/s320/thecuriouscaseofbenjami.jpg" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9BNrP2Dm7FQ/SlYUlJ73psI/AAAAAAAAACA/bQvKqUPLL4A/s1600-h/Blow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356491435358529218" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9BNrP2Dm7FQ/SlYUlJ73psI/AAAAAAAAACA/bQvKqUPLL4A/s320/Blow.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They were both really amazing but CCBB was my favorite! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Quote from CCBB:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For what it's worth: it's never too late or, in my case, too early &lt;strong&gt;to be whoever you want to be.&lt;/strong&gt; There's no time limit, stop whenever you want. &lt;strong&gt;You can change or stay the same&lt;/strong&gt;, there are no rules to this thing. We can make the best or the worst of it. &lt;strong&gt;I hope you make the best of it.&lt;/strong&gt; And I hope you see things that startle you. I hope you feel things you never felt before. I hope you meet people with a different point of view. I hope you live a life you're proud of. &lt;strong&gt;If you find that you're not, I hope you have the strength to start all over again.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9BNrP2Dm7FQ/SlYSHgu9iDI/AAAAAAAAABo/4ubQAsk6PnA/s1600-h/rickandbubba.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like my favorite quote of all time. Im always wanting to leave this place, just so I can start over with people thats never knew me, or my family, or any of the crap that Ive done or been through. Just so when people see me they could have a better view of me. One thats not tarnished by whatever they know. I dunno but just reading this quote gives me real hope that one day I will be able to go and start over somewhere else. Thats my biggest dream. I dont even know if I want anyone to go with me. She will still wanna bring the past with her. When I leave, Im leaving...absolutely everything. I want to so bad, jeez thats my biggest desire. I mean if only people could really look like God looks, all I had to do was ask Him one time to forgive me and He's not only forgiven but forgotten it. Truly amazing, I wish we could all do that. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow thats totally not how I pictured this blog going but okay it did.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Anywayssss, so Im back at work, ready to be off so I can enjoy my summer time. Its gone way to fasttt ugh I just want it to stoppp so I can bask in the sun alitttle longer before the fall hits and life goes nuts! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well thats really ittt, I was sick so nothing too exciting happened! Maybe next weekend :))))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here are a few of my favorite thingsss today:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Monsterrrs: the green one today :) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9BNrP2Dm7FQ/SlYSHdp_2ZI/AAAAAAAAABg/jBWisor7qUY/s1600-h/monster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 129px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356488726232947090" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9BNrP2Dm7FQ/SlYSHdp_2ZI/AAAAAAAAABg/jBWisor7qUY/s320/monster.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Rick &amp;amp; Bubba showww! :))&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9BNrP2Dm7FQ/SlYSHgu9iDI/AAAAAAAAABo/4ubQAsk6PnA/s1600-h/rickandbubba.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 292px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356488727059073074" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9BNrP2Dm7FQ/SlYSHgu9iDI/AAAAAAAAABo/4ubQAsk6PnA/s320/rickandbubba.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;laughlovelive,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lindsss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Listenin to: Alright-Darius Rucker :)))))))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5215456358462302175-7830798213283884663?l=itslindsgrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itslindsgrace.blogspot.com/feeds/7830798213283884663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://itslindsgrace.blogspot.com/2009/07/ive-got-roofff-over-my-headd-and-shoees.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5215456358462302175/posts/default/7830798213283884663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5215456358462302175/posts/default/7830798213283884663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itslindsgrace.blogspot.com/2009/07/ive-got-roofff-over-my-headd-and-shoees.html' title='Ive got a roofff over my headd and shoees on my feet'/><author><name>LindsayGraceMcKeever</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00530547459585665373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9BNrP2Dm7FQ/TOLllsx2DLI/AAAAAAAAAGk/GVRWbmyrfhA/S220/27268_342975827852_561232852_4815581_1565896_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9BNrP2Dm7FQ/SlYNyxq1BPI/AAAAAAAAABQ/cDG8YPyVpl4/s72-c/thecuriouscaseofbenjami.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5215456358462302175.post-1500013554155480990</id><published>2009-07-03T08:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T11:37:58.020-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the wire'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer'/><title type='text'>Fridays are alrighttt.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#330033;"&gt;They're much better if I dont have to work but its all goood. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#330033;"&gt;I had a pretty good night last night, I cleaned and organized stuff in my room which makes me happpy. I felt very productivee. My room is small but I love it, its like my own little dorm, its more me than anything Ive ever lived in. I'll put pictures up soon, Im constantly changing it.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#330033;"&gt;I hung out with my brother some to, I've done that alot here lately and really enjoyed it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#330033;"&gt;My Brudder: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354262085531193490" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9BNrP2Dm7FQ/Sk4o_6pt0JI/AAAAAAAAABA/9N6itWZKnrE/s320/DSCN0528_picnik.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#330033;"&gt;I mean we always grew up it just being us two but we were never really close. This year Ive really realized that he's gonna be there always and I appreciate that more than anything. Plus he's gotten me addicted to possibly the most brillant tv show ever made: The Wire. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 235px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354261502730322530" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9BNrP2Dm7FQ/Sk4od_jKQmI/AAAAAAAAAA4/Rb_pXAqi9HA/s320/TheWire250x341.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#330033;"&gt;Its amazing, intelligent, funny, real, sad, just amazing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#330033;"&gt;Must watch itttttt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#330033;"&gt;Anyways just a look into my day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#330033;"&gt;God is Good :) Im Blessed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#330033;"&gt;Its another sunny day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#330033;"&gt;lovin&amp;amp;livin,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#330033;"&gt;Linds &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;listening to: Cigaretts-The Wreckers&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5215456358462302175-1500013554155480990?l=itslindsgrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itslindsgrace.blogspot.com/feeds/1500013554155480990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://itslindsgrace.blogspot.com/2009/07/fridays-are-alrighttt.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5215456358462302175/posts/default/1500013554155480990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5215456358462302175/posts/default/1500013554155480990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itslindsgrace.blogspot.com/2009/07/fridays-are-alrighttt.html' title='Fridays are alrighttt.'/><author><name>LindsayGraceMcKeever</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00530547459585665373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9BNrP2Dm7FQ/TOLllsx2DLI/AAAAAAAAAGk/GVRWbmyrfhA/S220/27268_342975827852_561232852_4815581_1565896_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9BNrP2Dm7FQ/Sk4o_6pt0JI/AAAAAAAAABA/9N6itWZKnrE/s72-c/DSCN0528_picnik.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5215456358462302175.post-3580944912709488083</id><published>2009-07-02T11:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T11:07:39.216-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer'/><title type='text'>7 months in..Oh Nine</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Just  thinkin back at all thats happened this year. Been a muchhh better year compared to 08' so glad that year is ova. Its been trying but I just feeeel happy. :)))))things thats happened, just so  farrr..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;.-Graduated HighSchool. c/o 09. Went to City Stages for the first time. Cried. Lost a best friend. Reconnected with some  old friends. Prayed. Went to Kenny Chesney  Concert. Saw my favorite band, Lady Antebellum in concert.  Saw Staind &amp;amp; 3 doors down in concert. Had my first party. Fell in love with country music. Quit watching One Tree Hill. Cussed. Got mad at myself for cussin. Prayed more. Went to the Generation. Made new friends. Got a Wii. Wanted to run away. Went bowling. Watched UNC &amp;amp; the Lakers win their Championships. Got a twitter. Moved from Warrior to Gardendale permanetly. Moved my office at work. Drove to Birmingham for the 1st time. Stayed single :). Missed being a kid. Wanted to be on my own  already. Got addicted to The Wire. Became a fan of PBR.  Went to the movies. Got nervous. Became best friends with my mommy again. Spent a couple nights at the hospital. Took chances. Slept less than ever. Gave love. Received love. Held hands. Kissed. Hugged people.  Accepted change. Ran. Screamed. Danced. Sang. Rode my bicycle. Laughed. Made people laugh. Learned how to spell Copper. Ate sushi. Dyed my hair a color I actually like. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&amp;amp; its only julyyy =DDD &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;listening to: Lucky- Jason Mraz feat. Colbie Caillat &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;linds &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5215456358462302175-3580944912709488083?l=itslindsgrace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itslindsgrace.blogspot.com/feeds/3580944912709488083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://itslindsgrace.blogspot.com/2009/07/7-months-inoh-nine.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5215456358462302175/posts/default/3580944912709488083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5215456358462302175/posts/default/3580944912709488083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itslindsgrace.blogspot.com/2009/07/7-months-inoh-nine.html' title='7 months in..Oh Nine'/><author><name>LindsayGraceMcKeever</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00530547459585665373</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9BNrP2Dm7FQ/TOLllsx2DLI/AAAAAAAAAGk/GVRWbmyrfhA/S220/27268_342975827852_561232852_4815581_1565896_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
