<?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-2065551989037204336</id><updated>2012-01-13T01:52:29.204-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mac's Adventure</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://macs-adventure.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2065551989037204336/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macs-adventure.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Mac :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10166580540618109389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Pdkyw7TUrAc/SxLxNzMLgbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/zbHELopWDGU/S220/P8120375.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>10</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2065551989037204336.post-6963255882927497242</id><published>2012-01-13T00:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-13T01:52:29.219-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life's a scary place without a best friend.</title><content type='html'>When you find your best friend, they fill a place in your heart that you never knew was empty. They make you laugh a little louder, smile a little bigger, and live a little better. When I first met my best friend I honestly didn't know she was going to be as important as she is to me. She understands me when I say forget it, she waits forever when I say just a minute, she stays when I say leave me alone, and asks me whats wrong before I even feel down.  She knows everything about me and loves me anyway. She can tell me things that I don't want to tell myself. She gets me through my ups and my downs, my good and bad days, and everything in between. She knows me better than I know myself.  She is someone who is just always there for me and I am so grateful. She is the only person that understands our conversations and why touch my body is the best song ever.  I love her with all of my heart and I'm glad she is a part of my life. Hooray for best friends! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;6 years and counting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IsHGPoKFPd0/Tw_2sOmA3cI/AAAAAAAAADo/QFurovcVG8Q/s1600/denver"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 269px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IsHGPoKFPd0/Tw_2sOmA3cI/AAAAAAAAADo/QFurovcVG8Q/s320/denver" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697043293339180482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt; Please stay in my life forever because you are one of the best things to have ever happened to me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O4zGOIKD5xE/Tw_55ISOgxI/AAAAAAAAAEY/ghBcGYN_rIU/s1600/mwgaragesale.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O4zGOIKD5xE/Tw_55ISOgxI/AAAAAAAAAEY/ghBcGYN_rIU/s320/mwgaragesale.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697046813518758674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; font-weight: bold;font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:transparent;" id="internal-source-marker_0.3895864795836881"   &gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You're just jealous because we act stupid in public and people still love us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GffnSkgdU9A/Tw_3nYQVlwI/AAAAAAAAAD0/NbgARwIbYmI/s1600/rodeo1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GffnSkgdU9A/Tw_3nYQVlwI/AAAAAAAAAD0/NbgARwIbYmI/s320/rodeo1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697044309544900354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I roll with the best and nothing less. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HKwfPi6AnzI/Tw_4oIJbt-I/AAAAAAAAAEA/eqo3Gmyse9U/s1600/crazyclowns.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HKwfPi6AnzI/Tw_4oIJbt-I/AAAAAAAAAEA/eqo3Gmyse9U/s320/crazyclowns.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697045421912471522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I used to be normal until I met my best friend. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pF9Cj8VwLQk/Tw_645Gi28I/AAAAAAAAAEw/Fzrq-HToiXM/s1600/denver2"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pF9Cj8VwLQk/Tw_645Gi28I/AAAAAAAAAEw/Fzrq-HToiXM/s320/denver2" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697047908954856386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Your best friend is like your favorite bra; close to the heart, tight like a hug, and there for support.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; font-weight: bold;font-family:Arial;font-size:15px;color:transparent;" id="internal-source-marker_0.3895864795836881"   &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-q-1YEbfW9cU/Tw_5IvIfIlI/AAAAAAAAAEM/yQOV3s3QwKU/s1600/vegas"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-q-1YEbfW9cU/Tw_5IvIfIlI/AAAAAAAAAEM/yQOV3s3QwKU/s320/vegas" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697045982133297746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Best Friend: Brightens Your Life After You've Been Through A Storm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Hold onto your best friend, because I bet in an entire lifetime, you won't find anybody else like them.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2065551989037204336-6963255882927497242?l=macs-adventure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://macs-adventure.blogspot.com/feeds/6963255882927497242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://macs-adventure.blogspot.com/2012/01/lifes-scary-place-without-best-friend.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2065551989037204336/posts/default/6963255882927497242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2065551989037204336/posts/default/6963255882927497242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macs-adventure.blogspot.com/2012/01/lifes-scary-place-without-best-friend.html' title='Life&apos;s a scary place without a best friend.'/><author><name>Mac :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10166580540618109389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Pdkyw7TUrAc/SxLxNzMLgbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/zbHELopWDGU/S220/P8120375.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IsHGPoKFPd0/Tw_2sOmA3cI/AAAAAAAAADo/QFurovcVG8Q/s72-c/denver' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2065551989037204336.post-8817608201778504563</id><published>2011-11-20T19:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-20T20:33:50.114-08:00</updated><title type='text'>headphones in the ears kind of day.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;Music will be my boyfriend forever and ever.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;It seems like the whole world wants to talk to me when I'm wearing my headphones.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;Ever want to answer every question with a middle finger? That's kinda where I'm at today.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;Love is fragile.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;Dear heart, stop getting involved. Your job is to pump blood only.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;In the end it's you, and only you.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;I'm an artist; I paint on a smile. I'm an actress; I hold back tears. I'm a doctor; trying to fix a broken heart.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Games will be played, hearts will be broken, tears will fall, people will change, and rumors will be spread. But life always goes on.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;Falling for someone is easy. Picking yourself back up is hard.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;Don't put your heart in someone's hands until you're sure that they know how to hold it.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;The most painful goodbyes are the ones never said, but the heart already knows it's over.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;Just remember who was by your side when everyone else left.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;Never lie to people.. because the people you are able to lie to are the people who trust you.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;It makes me smile to know that at one point in time, you used to be mine.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;It seems like the hardest thing to do, but you have to forget about the person who forgot about you...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;One of the best feeling in the world is when you'r hugging the person you love and they hug you back even tighter.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;Don't let loneliness drive you back into the arms of someone who you know doesn't give a damn about you.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;I would rather have the truth than a thousand lies, the truth may hurt but lies will destroy you.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;Sometime you have to let go to see.......... if anything was really hanging on to.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;I know there are days when you feel that your heart is broken again; Because instead of walking forward, you hurt yourself by looking back.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;Try not to care too much. Then you can't be disappointed.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;Sometimes you have to be your own hero because the people you can't live without... can live without you.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;I may have trust issues. But some people seem to have an issue with the responsibility of being trusted.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;If you start to miss me, remember that I didn't walk away. You let me go.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;Love doesn't hurt. Lying, cheating, and screwing with people's feelings hurts...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;The worst feeling in the world is when you know you're losing someone and there's nothing that you can do to prevent being replaced.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;Choose the guy who takes you to his house to meet his parents and not his bedroom.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;I will never regret being with you because once upon a time, you were exactly what I needed.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;People change for one of two reasons: They have learned a lot or they have been hurt too many times. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;Yeah, I'm FINE. (F)alling Apart, (I)nsecure, (N)eeding help, (E)verything's wrong.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;You gave me a reason to smile and a reason to cry. You left me one day, with no reason why.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;Fake friends are like shadows: always near you at your brightest moments, but nowhere to be seen at your darkest hour.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;Once you have feeling for someone they will always be there. You may not like them anymore but you still care.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;The greatest gift you can give to someone is your time.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;Learn from who you were, appreciate who you've become, carefully invest into who you want to be.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;If someone wants to be a part of you life they will be there.  Don't bother saving a spot for someone who won't make an effort to stay.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;If she's responsible for your smile, be responsible for her heart.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;We are just like dominoes... I fall for you, you fall for somebody else.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;In the end, we will remember not the words of our enemies, but the silence of our friends.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;Always give a chase.  If you're easy to get, you'll be easy to forget.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;Life without you is like a sneaker without laces, a geek without braces, asentencewithoutspaces.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;The average person tells 4 lies a day or 1460 a year; a total of 87,600 by the age of 60. And the most common lie is: I'm fine.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;I never wanted anything, other than to be your everything.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;If someone truly loves you, they won't make you feel like you have to constantly fight for their attention.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;Don't let something that doesn't matter cause you to lose something that does.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;To be happy, sometimes you just have to forget what's gone, appreciate what still remains, and look forward to the good that's coming next.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;When a girl is silent, she's either over-thinking, tired of waiting, falling apart, crying inside.... or all of the above. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;Best friends are people who make your problems their problems just so you don't have to go through them alone. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;Sad thing is, you can still love someone, and be wrong for them.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;Remember when you used to stay up all night to just talk to me? Yeah.... I miss that.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;Losing trust is like losing your virginity... once you lose it, ain't no getting it back.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;If you find love please don't let it go, just don't make the mistake I know.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;Memories are the only things that stay the same when everything else changes.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;Never underestimate the pain of a person because the truth is everyone is struggling. It's just some people hide it better than others.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;Don't let sad memories stop you from being in love again.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;Don't be upset. Things will get better. It may be stormy now, but it can't rain forever.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68); line-height: 27px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Some people believe that holding on is a sign of great strength. However, there are times when it takes far more strength to let go. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2065551989037204336-8817608201778504563?l=macs-adventure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://macs-adventure.blogspot.com/feeds/8817608201778504563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://macs-adventure.blogspot.com/2011/11/headphones-in-ears-kind-of-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2065551989037204336/posts/default/8817608201778504563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2065551989037204336/posts/default/8817608201778504563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macs-adventure.blogspot.com/2011/11/headphones-in-ears-kind-of-day.html' title='headphones in the ears kind of day.'/><author><name>Mac :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10166580540618109389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Pdkyw7TUrAc/SxLxNzMLgbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/zbHELopWDGU/S220/P8120375.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2065551989037204336.post-7887468896802390788</id><published>2011-09-05T12:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-05T12:17:50.488-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just Do It. (:</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;There is only one place to go from being at rock bottom and that is up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;With that being said, that is just what i'm to do. Find the uppity side of life. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Life doesn't wait for you to be ready for what is going to happen. It just happens and if you aren't down for the happening well, it leaves you in the dust. haha (: that is exactly where i am, sitting (more like faceplanted) in this dust we call life. When you get knocked to your knees, say a little prayer and you will find the strength to stand up, i did.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;And if you are at the end of your rope, tie a knot and hold on for dear life. It gets better. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Everyday is a blessing so wake up thanking the Lord for giving you yet another one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Don't worry and.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BE HAPPY. (:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;after all, nobody likes a mr. grumpy gills.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2065551989037204336-7887468896802390788?l=macs-adventure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://macs-adventure.blogspot.com/feeds/7887468896802390788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://macs-adventure.blogspot.com/2011/09/just-do-it.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2065551989037204336/posts/default/7887468896802390788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2065551989037204336/posts/default/7887468896802390788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macs-adventure.blogspot.com/2011/09/just-do-it.html' title='Just Do It. (:'/><author><name>Mac :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10166580540618109389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Pdkyw7TUrAc/SxLxNzMLgbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/zbHELopWDGU/S220/P8120375.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2065551989037204336.post-2465305190795562365</id><published>2011-09-01T17:55:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-01T18:06:40.906-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Lesson in Cheering Yourself Up (:</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;For Blue Days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everybody has blue days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;These are miserable days when you feel lousy, grumpy, lonely, and utterly exhausted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Days when you feel small and insignificant, when everything seems just out of reach.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;You can't rise to the occasion. Just getting started seems impossible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;On blue days you can become paranoid that everyone is out to get you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;You feel frustrated and anxious, which can induce a nail-biting frenzy that can escalate into a triple-chocolate-mud-cake-eating frenzy in the blink of an eye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;On blue days you feel like you're floating in an ocean of sadness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;You're about to burst into tears at any moment and you don't even know why.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Ultimately you feel like you're wandering through life without purpose.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;You're not sure how much longer you can hang on, and you feel like shouting,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;"Will someone please shoot me!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;It doesn't take much to bring on a blue day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;You might just wake up not feeling or looking your best, find some new wrinkles,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;put on a little weight, or get a huge pimple on your nose.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;You could forget your date's name or have an embarrassing photograph published.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;You might get dumped, divorced, or fired, make a fool of yourself in public,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;be afflicted with a demeaning nickname, or just have a plain old bad-hair day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Maybe work is a pain in the butt. You're under major pressure to fill someone else's shoes, your boss is picking on you, and everyone in the office is driving you crazy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;You might have a splitting headache, or a slipped disk, bad breath, a toothache, chronic gas, dry lips, or a nasty ingrown toenail.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Whatever the reason, you're convinced that someone up there doesn't like you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Oh what to do, what to dooo?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Well, if you're like most people, you'll hide behind a flimsy belief that everything will sort itself out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Then you'll spend the rest of your life looking over your shoulder, waiting for everything to go wrong all over again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;All the while becoming crusty and cynical, or a pathetic, sniveling victim.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Until you get so depressed that you lie down and beg the earth to swallow you up,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Or, even worse, you become addicted to Billy Joel songs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;This is crazy, because you're only young once and you're never old twice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Who knows what fantastic things are in store just around the corner?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;After all, the world is full of amazing discoveries, things you can't even imagine now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;There are delicious, happy sniffs, and scrumptious snacks to share.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Hey, you might end up fabulously rich or even become a huge superstar (one day).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Sounds good, doesn't it? But wait, there's more!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;There are handstands and games to play, and yoga, and karaoke, and wild crazy bohemian dancing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;But best of all, there's romance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Which means long dreamy stares, whispering sweet nothings, cuddles, smooches, more smooches, and even more smooches, a frisky love bite or two, and then, well, anything goes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;So how can you find that blissful "just sliding into a hot bubble bath" kind of feeling?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;It's easy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;First, stop slinking away from all those nagging issues. It's time to face the music.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Now, just relax. Take some deep breaths (in through the nose and out through the mouth).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Try to meditate if you can.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Or go for a walk to clear your head.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Accept the fact that you'll have to let go of some emotional baggage.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Try seeing things from a different perspective.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Maybe you're actually the one at fault.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;If that's the case, be big enough to say you're sorry (it's never too late to do this).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;If someone else is doing the wrong thing, stand up tall and say, "That's not right and I won't stand for it!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Its okay to be forceful. (It's rarely okay to be a bitch though.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Be proud of who you are, but don't lose the ability to laugh at yourself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;(This is a lot easier when you associate with positive people.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Live every day as if it were your last, because one day it will be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Don't be afraid to bite off more than you can chew.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Take big risks. Never hang back. Get out there and go for it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;After all, isn't that what life is all about?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I think so too. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2065551989037204336-2465305190795562365?l=macs-adventure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://macs-adventure.blogspot.com/feeds/2465305190795562365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://macs-adventure.blogspot.com/2011/09/for-blue-days_4613.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2065551989037204336/posts/default/2465305190795562365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2065551989037204336/posts/default/2465305190795562365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macs-adventure.blogspot.com/2011/09/for-blue-days_4613.html' title='A Lesson in Cheering Yourself Up (:'/><author><name>Mac :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10166580540618109389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Pdkyw7TUrAc/SxLxNzMLgbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/zbHELopWDGU/S220/P8120375.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2065551989037204336.post-1960414875414754406</id><published>2010-05-24T10:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-24T11:03:11.671-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Better Late Than Never.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Pdkyw7TUrAc/S_q9LwDjNQI/AAAAAAAAABI/p9Jms7PW9bI/s1600/mackenzie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474896306598262018" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Pdkyw7TUrAc/S_q9LwDjNQI/AAAAAAAAABI/p9Jms7PW9bI/s320/mackenzie.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;This is just a taste of me that is graduating. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;So.. i finally took my senior pictures and all that jazz. Graduating is like barely hitting me, no i'm not ready to grow up and get on with life but i am so ready to be done with high school and the drama that goes along with it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Bigger and Better?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;So whats next.. at the end of the summer i move to a little town known as Ephraim. I will be playing softball at Snow College and figuring out how to live with 6 other girls.. joyous.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I guess time will only tell if it is&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;better&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&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/2065551989037204336-1960414875414754406?l=macs-adventure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://macs-adventure.blogspot.com/feeds/1960414875414754406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://macs-adventure.blogspot.com/2010/05/better-late-than-never.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2065551989037204336/posts/default/1960414875414754406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2065551989037204336/posts/default/1960414875414754406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macs-adventure.blogspot.com/2010/05/better-late-than-never.html' title='Better Late Than Never.'/><author><name>Mac :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10166580540618109389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Pdkyw7TUrAc/SxLxNzMLgbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/zbHELopWDGU/S220/P8120375.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Pdkyw7TUrAc/S_q9LwDjNQI/AAAAAAAAABI/p9Jms7PW9bI/s72-c/mackenzie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2065551989037204336.post-6223923167249137260</id><published>2010-04-16T22:13:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-16T22:56:05.222-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Reading. :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Pdkyw7TUrAc/S8lEpg2PpPI/AAAAAAAAABA/1omsKYNuP0I/s1600/the+last+song.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 205px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460971503146214642" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Pdkyw7TUrAc/S8lEpg2PpPI/AAAAAAAAABA/1omsKYNuP0I/s320/the+last+song.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Soo... i have found this new love for reading. It is a good get away that i feel like i need sometimes. It's just a time where i can sit and occupy myself and let my mind get lost in the story. I tend to let my thoughts wander aimlessly and then i start thinking about stuff and stressing myself out... it just needs to stop. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;The other day i walked into history and what do you know my friend, Robyn, is reading this book.. the last song. I said to her, "you are seriously reading that? c'mon robyn." she got all defensive and fed me the its a good book line. i didn't buy it for a second. but only for a second.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;... long story short she convinced me to read it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;i finished the book in 3 days and absolutely loved it. i wish it were longer. during those 3 days all i wanted to do was read.. so i'm a nerd sometimes, get over it. :) from reading this book i have found i absolutely love reading and am going to do it more often. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;tune in next time. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2065551989037204336-6223923167249137260?l=macs-adventure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://macs-adventure.blogspot.com/feeds/6223923167249137260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://macs-adventure.blogspot.com/2010/04/reading.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2065551989037204336/posts/default/6223923167249137260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2065551989037204336/posts/default/6223923167249137260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macs-adventure.blogspot.com/2010/04/reading.html' title='Reading. :)'/><author><name>Mac :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10166580540618109389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Pdkyw7TUrAc/SxLxNzMLgbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/zbHELopWDGU/S220/P8120375.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Pdkyw7TUrAc/S8lEpg2PpPI/AAAAAAAAABA/1omsKYNuP0I/s72-c/the+last+song.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2065551989037204336.post-1541553688487535992</id><published>2010-03-11T19:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-11T20:02:16.637-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just a Sample.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;"Who are you to judge the life i live? I know i'm not perfect and i don't live to be. But, before you start pointing fingers... make sure your hands are clean."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;The little things that i love....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Getting my back&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Scratched!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; :) :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;a fresh pair of kicks. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;making shirts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;sunshine on a rainy day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;laffy taffy jokes and raspberry ice crystal light!! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;curling up on the couch and watching movies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;sleeping in. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;being the good kind of sore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;music that gets your body movin. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;laughing in the dugout about comical happenings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;pretending to be a creeper.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Gil. :) :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;and.. my &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;best friend&lt;/span&gt;. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2065551989037204336-1541553688487535992?l=macs-adventure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://macs-adventure.blogspot.com/feeds/1541553688487535992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://macs-adventure.blogspot.com/2010/03/just-sample.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2065551989037204336/posts/default/1541553688487535992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2065551989037204336/posts/default/1541553688487535992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macs-adventure.blogspot.com/2010/03/just-sample.html' title='Just a Sample.'/><author><name>Mac :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10166580540618109389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Pdkyw7TUrAc/SxLxNzMLgbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/zbHELopWDGU/S220/P8120375.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2065551989037204336.post-1015554174136498754</id><published>2010-03-07T17:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-07T18:12:11.349-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's been a while. haha :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;yes yes.. i know shocking mac is updating her blog. Get off my back, i've been busy. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;so.. for my first post back i'm gonna do a little this or that. enjoy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THIS &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;or &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;THAT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;pink or blue?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;coke or pepsi?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walk or run?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;prep or jock?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jacob or edward?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;light or dark?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;morning or night?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yoga or pilates?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;best or friends?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;couch or loveseat?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;summer or winter?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;call or text?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;white or chocolate milk?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all or nothing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kisses or hugs?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hip hop or country?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;left or right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chicken or beef?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;neon or pastel?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hot or cold?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;waffles or pancakes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;roses or lillies?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;clean or dirty?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sunrise or sunset?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rain or snow?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good or bad?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;and for the last one.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Love or Hate?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;that's all folks. tune in next time. over and out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2065551989037204336-1015554174136498754?l=macs-adventure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://macs-adventure.blogspot.com/feeds/1015554174136498754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://macs-adventure.blogspot.com/2010/03/its-been-while-haha.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2065551989037204336/posts/default/1015554174136498754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2065551989037204336/posts/default/1015554174136498754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macs-adventure.blogspot.com/2010/03/its-been-while-haha.html' title='It&apos;s been a while. haha :)'/><author><name>Mac :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10166580540618109389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Pdkyw7TUrAc/SxLxNzMLgbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/zbHELopWDGU/S220/P8120375.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2065551989037204336.post-3209759437449587141</id><published>2009-12-15T21:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-15T22:14:35.936-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It Takes But One.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;He walked with his head down, guarding himself from the cruel world. He never said much and kept to himself. Quiet, content, an outkast at that. He did not want to remove the mask and stand barefaced before the world. Afraid he'd be judged and laughed at too, he kept it a secret and lived right on through. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Short days at school meant long days at home.. for home was hell and corruption was there. Hiding the evidence with his clothes he could not escape the torment and damage. &lt;em&gt;Did his father not love him?&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;Or&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;was it the addict?&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;She saw him walking through the park one day.. &lt;em&gt;Who were his friends? Why did he act that way?&lt;/em&gt; She decided to talk to him and figure him out. After many months of mingling about, they did become friends.. best friends at that. As she found out more about him their friendship grew stronger. They would meet at the benches and talk for a while. They made this a daily routine to converse before dinner.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;One day she looked at him with eager eyes and asked, "why me?" he held her hand and whispered in her ear, "because you saw me when I was invisible."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Several weeks later she sat alone at the park. She came to find out he was no longer here. She went to his grave where she sat for a while. There she prayed for forgiveness.. then went on with life. She carries him in her heart and always remembers the boy from the park.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2065551989037204336-3209759437449587141?l=macs-adventure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://macs-adventure.blogspot.com/feeds/3209759437449587141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://macs-adventure.blogspot.com/2009/12/it-takes-but-one.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2065551989037204336/posts/default/3209759437449587141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2065551989037204336/posts/default/3209759437449587141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macs-adventure.blogspot.com/2009/12/it-takes-but-one.html' title='It Takes But One.'/><author><name>Mac :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10166580540618109389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Pdkyw7TUrAc/SxLxNzMLgbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/zbHELopWDGU/S220/P8120375.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2065551989037204336.post-7720062647288361087</id><published>2009-11-29T12:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-29T14:29:15.168-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Seasons Greetings :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Pdkyw7TUrAc/SxL0YxAgknI/AAAAAAAAAAw/FYTqjONSm68/s1600/DSC_0020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 364px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 238px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409654808734896754" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Pdkyw7TUrAc/SxL0YxAgknI/AAAAAAAAAAw/FYTqjONSm68/s320/DSC_0020.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Christmas. :) the best holiday of them all. During this time of the year I think that all of us should have a special place in our heart for your family, friends, and loved ones. Find joy in spending time with them. Let them know how much they really mean to you. Be thankful of what you have, don't only think about the things you want or need, and be willing to give. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Also, this year I have decided that I am going to try and be as selfless as I ever have been. Everyday I am going to do atleast one thing, one meaningful thing, for someone else. I am not just talking about saying hi to someone in the hall at school or letting someone go at a stop sign even though you have the right of way... I'm talking about one thing that will truly change something in a persons day. It doesn't have to be big and elaborate, just thoughtful. So this holiday season, I am going to make a difference!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2065551989037204336-7720062647288361087?l=macs-adventure.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://macs-adventure.blogspot.com/feeds/7720062647288361087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://macs-adventure.blogspot.com/2009/11/seasons-greetings.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2065551989037204336/posts/default/7720062647288361087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2065551989037204336/posts/default/7720062647288361087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macs-adventure.blogspot.com/2009/11/seasons-greetings.html' title='Seasons Greetings :)'/><author><name>Mac :)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10166580540618109389</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Pdkyw7TUrAc/SxLxNzMLgbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/zbHELopWDGU/S220/P8120375.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Pdkyw7TUrAc/SxL0YxAgknI/AAAAAAAAAAw/FYTqjONSm68/s72-c/DSC_0020.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
