﻿<?xml version="1.0" encoding="utf-8"?><rss version="2.0"><channel><title>bowling_shoes's Xanga</title><link>http://bowling-shoes.xanga.com/</link><description>Latest Xanga weblog from bowling_shoes</description><language>en-us</language><ttl>60</ttl><image><title>The Weblog Community</title><url>http://s.xanga.com/images/xangalogobutton.gif</url><link>http://bowling-shoes.xanga.com/</link></image><item><title>Wednesday, June 27, 2007</title><link>http://bowling-shoes.xanga.com/600465010/item/</link><guid>http://bowling-shoes.xanga.com/600465010/item/</guid><pubDate>Wed, 27 Jun 2007 23:40:05 GMT</pubDate><description>1312 days since going xanga.......does that make me old?</description><comments>http://bowling-shoes.xanga.com/600465010/item/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>"How are you?"..... " Ohhh, I'm pretty regular."</title><link>http://bowling-shoes.xanga.com/548428611/how-are-you--ohhh-im-pretty-regular/</link><guid>http://bowling-shoes.xanga.com/548428611/how-are-you--ohhh-im-pretty-regular/</guid><pubDate>Sat, 18 Nov 2006 07:56:03 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;TABLE class=blue_border style="BORDER-COLLAPSE: collapse" cellSpacing=0 cellPadding=4 width="80%"&gt;&lt;TBODY&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;TD&gt;"How are you?"..... " Ohhh, I'm pretty regular."&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;TD&gt;&lt;P&gt;Sometimes I wish I was Anne of Green Gables. I sure can get into quite enough mischief and trouble like her. But just be as witty and estatic about everything. Oh and that red hair would be quite lovely. And her vocabulary, gahhh its just amanzing. But still a fantatsy world to&amp;nbsp;bury myself in. Where everything just to work out after all the trouble that has been made.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;I officially am obsessed with this book. And today I need it. Oh do I ever. &lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;Honestly it was perfect a perfect day. Lovely weather. Fantastic friends. Lots and lots of adventures. Plenty of fun. And most importantly laughs and smiles.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;But I almost ran two red lights...and well plenty of other traffic violations...&amp;nbsp;(Driving just completely stresses me out lately)&amp;nbsp;and frankly that wasn't the worst of it. Sometimes I am just a blubbering emotional girl for absolutely no no no apparent reason. &lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;I just need to..... Goodness I don't even know. Just run and not stop for a very long time. I need my blue couch and a big blanket with hot chocolate. I need sappy chick flics. I need to get on a dance floor. I need ...... to think and decide.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;IMG src="http://img178.echo.cx/img178/6303/typical9sc.gif"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;/TBODY&gt;&lt;/TABLE&gt;</description><comments>http://bowling-shoes.xanga.com/548428611/how-are-you--ohhh-im-pretty-regular/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Friday, October 13, 2006</title><link>http://bowling-shoes.xanga.com/537764753/item/</link><guid>http://bowling-shoes.xanga.com/537764753/item/</guid><pubDate>Fri, 13 Oct 2006 20:55:14 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;P class=blogSubject&gt;Hike naked &lt;BR&gt;Current mood: &lt;IMG src="http://x.myspace.com/images/blog/moods/iBrads/amused.gif" align=absMiddle&gt; amused &lt;/P&gt;&lt;P class=blogContent&gt;&lt;P&gt;Today was pretty ordinary. I am ordinary. Your hair is ordinary. My socks are ordinary. America is pretty ordinary. Trees are ordinary. My thoughts are pretty ordinary. My nose is ordinary.&amp;nbsp;I run ordinary. Your room is ordinary. Rocks are ordinary. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;Good thing I don't giggle ordinarily.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;IMG src="http://i.xanga.com/beautiful_icons_x3/a%20little%20grl.png" width=100&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;Advice:&amp;nbsp;Say no to whores, don't do meth, and happiness is not a bean and cheese burrito.&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/P&gt;</description><comments>http://bowling-shoes.xanga.com/537764753/item/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>today was orange</title><link>http://bowling-shoes.xanga.com/489112682/today-was-orange/</link><guid>http://bowling-shoes.xanga.com/489112682/today-was-orange/</guid><pubDate>Thu, 25 May 2006 21:45:23 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;P class=blogSubject&gt;today was orange &lt;BR&gt;Current mood: &lt;IMG src="http://x.myspace.com/images/blog/moods/iBrads/happy.gif" align=absMiddle&gt; happy &lt;/P&gt;
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&lt;P&gt;Today was a perfect rain. The sun was setting and causing everything to turn the most delightful shade of orange.&amp;nbsp;Turning&amp;nbsp;on to 5th street, the biggest rainbow was strethching across the sky. I was determined to chase this rainbow and&amp;nbsp;stand right underneath&amp;nbsp;it. I blasted down&amp;nbsp;5th, in a rainbow chasing rage. I almost hit&amp;nbsp;a&amp;nbsp;biyciclist and ran a red light.&amp;nbsp; Reckless I know but, it was for a rainbow. At the stop light of 5th and Silver My chase for the rainbow ended as the rainbow faded before&amp;nbsp;I could ever reach it. I sadly turned left and went on my way. I still liked the drippy&amp;nbsp;rain and the delightful shade of orange that everythign was turning.&lt;/P&gt;
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&lt;P&gt;Things I'd like to do in the next three years&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;UL&gt;
&lt;LI&gt;Thrive on learning 
&lt;LI&gt;Fall in love 
&lt;LI&gt;Got to Alaska and hike as many mountains as possible&amp;nbsp; 
&lt;LI&gt;Become a role model to my little nieces...teach Mallory to runa nd Courtney to dance 
&lt;LI&gt;Learn to snow board 
&lt;LI&gt;Travel outside of the U.S....preferrabley to Wales 
&lt;LI&gt;Never forget my closest friends 
&lt;LI&gt;Kiss in the rain &lt;/LI&gt;&lt;/UL&gt;
&lt;P&gt;Things I'd like to do in the next three months&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;UL&gt;
&lt;LI&gt;Sleep under the stars 
&lt;LI&gt;Go camping&amp;nbsp;with good pals&amp;nbsp; 
&lt;LI&gt;Back pack the ruby crest trail 
&lt;LI&gt;Get a job 
&lt;LI&gt;Have late nights&amp;nbsp;sitting up and just talking&amp;nbsp; 
&lt;LI&gt;Go to Warped and rock out sooo much 
&lt;LI&gt;Sit on my roof like good ol times 
&lt;LI&gt;Become a "pretty girl" 
&lt;LI&gt;get teva tanlines 
&lt;LI&gt;Sew skirts 
&lt;LI&gt;pack for college 
&lt;LI&gt;did I mention hiking....and lots of it!&lt;/LI&gt;&lt;/UL&gt;
&lt;P&gt;Things I'd like to do in the next three weeks&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;UL&gt;
&lt;LI&gt;Graduate 
&lt;LI&gt;Have a dance recital and not screw up 
&lt;LI&gt;Thank everyone who as helped me 
&lt;LI&gt;clean my room&amp;nbsp; 
&lt;LI&gt;Be an amazing friend 
&lt;LI&gt;have a f.r.i.e.n.d.s. night&lt;/LI&gt;&lt;/UL&gt;
&lt;P&gt;Things I'd like to do in the next three days&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;UL&gt;
&lt;LI&gt;Go to Reno woo!&amp;nbsp; 
&lt;LI&gt;Sleep well 
&lt;LI&gt;Actually do physica homeowork 
&lt;LI&gt;choreograph a dance solo&lt;/LI&gt;&lt;/UL&gt;
&lt;P&gt;Thing I'd like to do...forever.&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;Laugh .....as much as possible... actually never stop laughing&lt;/P&gt;</description><comments>http://bowling-shoes.xanga.com/489112682/today-was-orange/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Why don't we all just smile</title><link>http://bowling-shoes.xanga.com/473166540/why-dont-we-all-just-smile/</link><guid>http://bowling-shoes.xanga.com/473166540/why-dont-we-all-just-smile/</guid><pubDate>Sun, 16 Apr 2006 20:24:49 GMT</pubDate><description>Current mood: &lt;IMG src="http://x.myspace.com/images/blog/moods/iBrads/surprised.gif" align=absMiddle&gt; surprised 
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&lt;P&gt;Well here's the deal. It's Easter!&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;I know I seem awefully lame for posting on Easter morn. But I'm so incredibley happy..that I couldn't contain it.&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;1.My nieces and nephew are here and everything they do is absolutely adorable. Like this morning when mallory really really wanted to go out and see her Easter basket and it was 6 in the morning and we told her not until 7....and her response was"but grandpa its 7 in Boise!"&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;2. This are working out quite well&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;3. It's Easter...well duh!&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;4. My cat is going to have little kittens&amp;nbsp; (BTW&amp;nbsp; they'll need homes&amp;nbsp;:).. )&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;5. No school on monday...sadly I'll spend it catching up on homework..but thats ok&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;6. OK I'm going to brag but I am so excited...Incredibley happy.... but I finally won a big award.. I'm one of the top ten student-athletes in northern Nevada....ack!!! EEK!! &lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;7.&amp;nbsp;7 more weeks of school&lt;/P&gt;</description><comments>http://bowling-shoes.xanga.com/473166540/why-dont-we-all-just-smile/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>My windshield wipers tend to never wipe off the rain. </title><link>http://bowling-shoes.xanga.com/465487494/my-windshield-wipers-tend-to-never-wipe-off-the-rain-/</link><guid>http://bowling-shoes.xanga.com/465487494/my-windshield-wipers-tend-to-never-wipe-off-the-rain-/</guid><pubDate>Thu, 30 Mar 2006 22:09:01 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;P class=blogSubject&gt;. &lt;BR&gt;Current mood: &lt;IMG src="http://x.myspace.com/images/blog/moods/iBrads/good.gif" align=absMiddle&gt; good &lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P class=blogContent&gt;There's a lightpost on the corner of a well used street. Whenever I stop at the red stop sign and look up at it, through my dirty water stained windshield,&amp;nbsp;the lightpost flickers off. I don't know why the light post feels that it has to turn off whenever I am in need of its dull flourresent beam, but it does. Every single time. At least the lightpost follows it's routine. I know that everything is ok with the universe. The earth is still rotating, beans are still growing, children are still laughing, and the stars are still shining. Everything is ok tonight. Things are great.&amp;nbsp;If the lightpost is famous to me because it never forgot what it was supposed to&amp;nbsp;do, then I know that I can be famous to&amp;nbsp;something else. Pass it on. Do what your&amp;nbsp;supposed to do. Do it well. Enjoy it .Love it. Be famous. Things are ok. Love the universe.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/P&gt;</description><comments>http://bowling-shoes.xanga.com/465487494/my-windshield-wipers-tend-to-never-wipe-off-the-rain-/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>It's all ending, this is jsut the beginning</title><link>http://bowling-shoes.xanga.com/460330482/its-all-ending-this-is-jsut-the-beginning/</link><guid>http://bowling-shoes.xanga.com/460330482/its-all-ending-this-is-jsut-the-beginning/</guid><pubDate>Mon, 20 Mar 2006 04:43:13 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;P class=blogSubject&gt;It's all ending this is jsut the beginning &lt;BR&gt;Current mood: &lt;IMG src="http://x.myspace.com/images/blog/moods/iBrads/scared.gif" align=absMiddle&gt; intimidated &lt;/P&gt;
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&lt;P&gt;I gave a speech on happiness all weekend. It really didn't make me any happier. But I think i inspired others to be happier. Thats really really what matters. &lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;I hate being a girl. You get, emotional, and cry to easily. If I was a boy I could be tough. A true mountain girl.&lt;/P&gt;
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&lt;P&gt;THe weekend was amazing though. My friend scott( yes He's my friend) Took 1st place in debate.HOly crap, that was an an amazing round to watch.My other freinds justone and jude took 2nd in duo. i could hear the cheering from my final round. And Maritza the most beautiful girl took 6th. ACK. It was a state freaking tournament. Wow that is huge. &lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;This is the beginning of the last of ending things I love.&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;I can't believe that this was my last tournament. Sure I have districts...but heres state , doing my favorite event, my last chance at ever placing, and my last chance to be in a final round. WOW. I've been doing this for 4 years. And im done. done. I love forensics. Thanks for the confidence.&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;I'm starting tosay goodbye to forensics. Whats next on my list? Ihope I'll never have to say goodbye to my friends.&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;Who's ready to grow up?&lt;/P&gt;</description><comments>http://bowling-shoes.xanga.com/460330482/its-all-ending-this-is-jsut-the-beginning/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Monday, March 06, 2006</title><link>http://bowling-shoes.xanga.com/453381072/item/</link><guid>http://bowling-shoes.xanga.com/453381072/item/</guid><pubDate>Mon, 06 Mar 2006 04:37:54 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;P class=blogSubject&gt;you are the coolest queen ever &lt;BR&gt;Current mood: &lt;IMG src="http://x.myspace.com/images/blog/moods/iBrads/predatory.gif" align=absMiddle&gt; predatory &lt;/P&gt;
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&lt;P&gt;I just deleted what I should be saying, it felt good.&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;just ugggh.&lt;/P&gt;
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&lt;P&gt;I named my new car Harold. Hopefully I&amp;nbsp;will never have to deal with&amp;nbsp; a&amp;nbsp; Harold.&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;advice: so no to whores, don't do meth, and happiness is not a bean and cheese burrito.&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;My mother has a myspace&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;This weekend was crazy fun though. Forensics&amp;nbsp;was amazing. Climbing was amazing. My last regular tournie was amazing. My friends are amazing. Jr's was amazing. My nieces are amazing. My nephew is amazing. traithalon was amazing.&lt;/P&gt;
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&lt;P&gt;drama sucks&lt;/P&gt;</description><comments>http://bowling-shoes.xanga.com/453381072/item/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Tuesday, February 21, 2006</title><link>http://bowling-shoes.xanga.com/446658269/item/</link><guid>http://bowling-shoes.xanga.com/446658269/item/</guid><pubDate>Tue, 21 Feb 2006 03:58:32 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;P class=blogSubject&gt;Will you be able to tell &lt;BR&gt;Current mood: &lt;IMG src="http://x.myspace.com/images/blog/moods/iBrads/scared.gif" align=absMiddle&gt; anxious &lt;/P&gt;
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&lt;P&gt;I think we should have a funeral. Maybe just an obituary.&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;Her life was well lived. She was full of plenty of luvvin' for everybody. She was the most individual around. No one could beat her absolute coolness. She loved supporting her friends.She would always give them rides when they needed it most. She always hada cheery composure and her complexion was as bright as the blue sky. Ok, so she really wasn't all that reliable. Some time she had a hardtime getting up in the morning. But after maybe ten minutes or so...her engine would get reving. She never really was hot at all. Her friends could complain about her non-hotness. They would be freezing in her presence.&amp;nbsp;But she would keep on chuggin' along. She was constantly in need of fuel.What a fatty! But overall, she was cool, an individual, freindly, comfortable, and rather goofy. Sadly about two weeks ago ......she wouldn't start in the morning. The CHEVY LUV had given up the will to live. The past 28 years have been amazing with her to drag us all around town.( max of 4 capacity). Her big steering wheel, rusty texture, plumes of exhaust, originatlity, luvvin', mass need for oil, booming vrrrroommm---fjsklahkj sound, metal floor, lack of heat, not working seatbelts, balancing&amp;nbsp;turn signal, snow tires, clutch, and of course the best momories made will be missed. &lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;I love you my chevy luv.&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;Luckily amandas grandma gave her&amp;nbsp;new-old car. Now I will blending with the normality of high school kids,in their incredible array of bland cars. No more will poeple be like...."Hey,&amp;nbsp;I can&amp;nbsp;hear Amanda coming. Yup, thats her in&amp;nbsp;THE CHEVY LUV."&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;This green new-old car...needs a name. I&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;have to make him/her feel welcome in the Amanda car history.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/P&gt;</description><comments>http://bowling-shoes.xanga.com/446658269/item/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>LOve was a fairytale for a longtime</title><link>http://bowling-shoes.xanga.com/440127031/love-was-a-fairytale-for-a-longtime/</link><guid>http://bowling-shoes.xanga.com/440127031/love-was-a-fairytale-for-a-longtime/</guid><pubDate>Thu, 09 Feb 2006 05:52:30 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;P class=blogSubject&gt;for a long time LOVE was just a fairytale &lt;BR&gt;Current mood: &lt;IMG src="http://x.myspace.com/images/blog/moods/iBrads/cranky.gif" align=absMiddle&gt; cranky &lt;/P&gt;
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&lt;P&gt;What a horrible horrible day.&amp;nbsp;I think this was the worst day of my life.&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;Not to mention yesterday for about 2 hours I thought I wasn't going to college, wasn't going to get a good job becasue of it, and won't ever get married. Worst two hours ever.&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;But anyways so back today.&amp;nbsp; I woke up at 715..that means I had to go right outside and try warming up my car. WEll I get out there and this is the horrible sound that my car makes.....errrrvveerrmmmm eerrrmmmvvaaaaroooommm ,.....chuggachugga.&amp;nbsp; It usually takes 10 minutes to start. but this time it jsut died. Luckily my mom lets me drive her cara nd she gets a ride. But Im completely stressed out&amp;nbsp; and&amp;nbsp; can't find the keys after just using them. I love my mom she was crazy nice during all my raging tennage hormone...being mad stuff. SO anyways. I show up to english 10 minutes, in my sweats haven't takena&amp;nbsp; shower yet. I jsut felt gross.&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;In english I forgot my paper.&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;Aftter english i run home and take a shower and ..hurry up to mcginty's turn in my paper. Then I go to physics..my favorite class.not too mention I didn't&amp;nbsp;curl my hair, put on make up, wore my ugly pants,a dn a typical elko shirt. I never thought i was soo completely girlie. But&amp;nbsp;trying 5 minutes harder on my "look" makes me feel so much better about my self. GIrls&amp;nbsp;you agree?&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;So then the rest of the day was just mediocre. Then some ass face called me a f****jew again&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;Then I get home. and I left the lights on in my moms MAV(mormon attack vehicle) &amp;nbsp; And that dies...so i can't do anything else today. I skipped ballet the one thing that makes me happy... I didn't get to work on my science project.&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;I took a nap after all of this...now I'm jsut tired and groggy, and gross&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;My dad's not home from work and it's 9 30. I'm worried.I love my daddy&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;not to mention winters over :(&lt;/P&gt;
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&lt;P&gt;tomorrow better be better.............or else I'll kick its trash&lt;/P&gt;</description><comments>http://bowling-shoes.xanga.com/440127031/love-was-a-fairytale-for-a-longtime/#firstcomment</comments></item></channel></rss>