<?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-4708417349207145512</id><updated>2012-01-27T09:20:57.282-08:00</updated><category term='nostalgia'/><category term='cancer'/><category term='2009'/><category term='sad'/><category term='Friday i&apos;m in love'/><category term='conan o&apos;brien'/><category term='Jack&apos;s Mannequin'/><category term='clutch'/><category term='soco'/><category term='william tell'/><category term='brand new'/><category term='Dear Jack'/><category term='the lovely bones'/><category term='family'/><category term='lies'/><category term='cynicism'/><category term='bed'/><category term='liar'/><category term='friday the 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term='AMAs'/><category term='existentialism on prom night'/><category term='weekend'/><category term='life'/><category term='become what you hate'/><category term='world series'/><category term='brian ireland'/><category term='friendship'/><category term='glassjAw'/><category term='december'/><category term='pretty sure this EP was written about my life'/><category term='Haiti earthquake'/><category term='Jersey Shore'/><category term='jason lancaster'/><category term='switchfoot'/><category term='rescue'/><title type='text'>I Am Kate Owens</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misskateowens.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4708417349207145512/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misskateowens.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Miss Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02066378744257884777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qeMzc6t60T0/TyLc9NooOUI/AAAAAAAAAQo/YQXEr04YMZ8/s1600/392030_10151020112305445_900080444_22052949_1357540381_n.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>24</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4708417349207145512.post-4675107859144816608</id><published>2010-06-08T12:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-09T07:14:06.310-07:00</updated><title type='text'>no subject.</title><content type='html'>I haven't blogged since march!!!??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I kind of got over it. &amp;nbsp;Sick of pouring my heart out for (basically) the whole world to see. &amp;nbsp;And to judge. &amp;nbsp;The internetzzz is such an interesting place. &amp;nbsp;I love the people I have met on it, even more so through blogging. &amp;nbsp;But at the same time it allows anonymous assholes to feel like they can dish out whatever garbage their dirty mouths desire. &amp;nbsp;I think that's why i've taken such a long "hiatus" from here. &amp;nbsp;Not that anyone has said anything rude to me. I mean, they have, in the past, ya know. &amp;nbsp;But what I meant was, that's not the reason I ultimately stopped blogging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But in the last 3 months, I have lost weight, continue to work out (hellllo I want to be in FIGHTING shape by the end of summer:), visited Chicago for the first time --so FUN!, went on dates, dates that haven't gone anywhere, but such is life. &amp;nbsp;(I think i'm done with the whole "dating" thing for a while. &amp;nbsp;Tired of putting myself out there.) &amp;nbsp;For now I need to focus on ME. And continue to be healthy and getting back in to the best damn shape of my life. &amp;nbsp;Oh hi junior and senior year of high school when I played soccer and could run for dayssss.......I want those days back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So for now I will continue on my journey to get fit and continue to be the best I can possibly be at my job which won't leave much time for blogging. &amp;nbsp;But who really reads this shit anyway? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH! PS: I'm applying to go back to school! FINALLY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I MISS ALL OF YOU &amp;amp; YOUR BLOGS!!!!!!! &amp;lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4708417349207145512-4675107859144816608?l=misskateowens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misskateowens.blogspot.com/feeds/4675107859144816608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://misskateowens.blogspot.com/2010/06/no-subject.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4708417349207145512/posts/default/4675107859144816608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4708417349207145512/posts/default/4675107859144816608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misskateowens.blogspot.com/2010/06/no-subject.html' title='no subject.'/><author><name>Miss Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02066378744257884777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qeMzc6t60T0/TyLc9NooOUI/AAAAAAAAAQo/YQXEr04YMZ8/s1600/392030_10151020112305445_900080444_22052949_1357540381_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4708417349207145512.post-630082959975240882</id><published>2010-03-04T12:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-04T13:03:56.678-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='starting over'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stand by me'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mistakes'/><title type='text'>All I have to offer is my own confusion.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;OMG. Hi blogger! It's been months since I last wrote something. I don't have much to say. Except that I'm frustrated with life. Frustrated with people. Frustrated with this town. Shit talkers. Insecurity. This coast. This snow. This winter. And most of all, myself. I'm over it all. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I need some &lt;strong&gt;CHANGES &lt;/strong&gt;in my life. Big ones. In fact I need to RE-gain control of my life. I lost it somewhere last summer and I've had enough of living like this. I'm not asking for you to understand. Or to get what I'm trying to say. Or to fix it. All I'm asking is for you to just..........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="295" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZCh2PnrJo6U&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZCh2PnrJo6U&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;.......&lt;em&gt;stand by me.&lt;/em&gt; While I try to figure this crazy thing out we call life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4708417349207145512-630082959975240882?l=misskateowens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misskateowens.blogspot.com/feeds/630082959975240882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://misskateowens.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-can-fail-before-i-ever-try.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4708417349207145512/posts/default/630082959975240882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4708417349207145512/posts/default/630082959975240882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misskateowens.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-can-fail-before-i-ever-try.html' title='All I have to offer is my own confusion.'/><author><name>Miss Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02066378744257884777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qeMzc6t60T0/TyLc9NooOUI/AAAAAAAAAQo/YQXEr04YMZ8/s1600/392030_10151020112305445_900080444_22052949_1357540381_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4708417349207145512.post-3226051592627170100</id><published>2010-01-25T08:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T12:28:38.179-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the tonight show'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='keep it postive'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='conan o&apos;brien'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cynicism'/><title type='text'>Cynicism.</title><content type='html'>I find it difficult, especially in this day and age, and in my life particularily, to always have an optimistic attitude about things, and people. &amp;nbsp;However, this past Friday night, as I was watching Conan O'Brien's final episode of The Tonight Show, he said something that really stuck in my head. &amp;nbsp;And it went something like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333; font-family: arial, helvetica, clean, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;"To all the people watching, I can never ever thank you enough for the kindness to me, I'll think about it for the rest of my life. All I ask is one thing, and this is..&lt;b&gt; I'm asking this particularily of young people&lt;/b&gt; that watch:&lt;b&gt; Please do not be cynical&lt;/b&gt;. I hate cynicism - for the record it's my least favorite quality, it doesn't lead anywhere. &lt;b&gt;Nobody in life gets exactly what they thought they were going to get&lt;/b&gt;. But if you &lt;b&gt;work really hard and you're kind, amazing things will happen&lt;/b&gt;. I'm telling you, amazing things will happen."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;He's right. &amp;nbsp;I need to stop worrying so much about what I DON'T have and focus on all that I do. Easier said than done. &amp;nbsp;But, I need to remind myself that I'm beyond fortunate in this crazy, messed up world and even though I've been let down a lot recently, I have to remember to keep my head up, keep working hard, and let the good things happen when they happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10px; white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="295" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/b_XgcWAQWNU&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/b_XgcWAQWNU&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10px; white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; white-space: normal;"&gt;PS: Happy Monday Lovers!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PPS: Thank you California for sending us your yucky/rainy/windy situation. ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4708417349207145512-3226051592627170100?l=misskateowens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misskateowens.blogspot.com/feeds/3226051592627170100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://misskateowens.blogspot.com/2010/01/cynicism.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4708417349207145512/posts/default/3226051592627170100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4708417349207145512/posts/default/3226051592627170100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misskateowens.blogspot.com/2010/01/cynicism.html' title='Cynicism.'/><author><name>Miss Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02066378744257884777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qeMzc6t60T0/TyLc9NooOUI/AAAAAAAAAQo/YQXEr04YMZ8/s1600/392030_10151020112305445_900080444_22052949_1357540381_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4708417349207145512.post-6972886582704269880</id><published>2010-01-19T13:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-19T13:52:08.339-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relief efforts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='coachella'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boston.com'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='american red cross'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the lovely bones'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pray for haiti'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Haiti earthquake'/><title type='text'>"I wasn't lost, or frozen, or gone... I was alive; I was alive in my own perfect world."</title><content type='html'>It feels like I haven't blogged in years.&amp;nbsp; Ahhhh!&amp;nbsp; I guess work has kept me busy with the holidays being over, etc etc.&amp;nbsp; But here I am.&amp;nbsp; I watched the movie, "The Lovely Bones" online the other day.&amp;nbsp; Totally legit too. Not some shitty bootleg copy, either.&amp;nbsp; The movie, I thought, was uplifting.&amp;nbsp; Weird to say if any of you know what it's about.&amp;nbsp; It didn't make me cry though.&amp;nbsp; (And let's face it, '&lt;em&gt;Bambi' &lt;/em&gt;makes me cry!)&amp;nbsp; If anything, I thought it was quite suspensful.&amp;nbsp; But not in that whole "scary movie" suspensful kind of way.&amp;nbsp; More like, I was on the edge of my seat for nearly the entire movie wanting her father to FIGURE.IT.OUT.&amp;nbsp; I never read the book so I don't know how it compares to the movie, but I didn't really like how it ended.&amp;nbsp; I mean, the karma of it, I liked.&amp;nbsp; But I didn't like how they never found her body.&amp;nbsp; Maybe that was the point.&amp;nbsp; IDK.&amp;nbsp; Overall, good movie.&amp;nbsp; I suggest you check it out if you haven't already seen it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IOnZ5iUptj8/Sz-u737SAZI/AAAAAAAAA2o/0A2L75N0Hmk/s1600/susan+surandon+ronan+the+lovely+bones.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IOnZ5iUptj8/Sz-u737SAZI/AAAAAAAAA2o/0A2L75N0Hmk/s400/susan+surandon+ronan+the+lovely+bones.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(PS: Susan Sarandon was great)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Now for something completely unrelated, I feel like I need to say something about Haiti.&amp;nbsp; I've been plastering my twitter/fb with news and pictures and videos.&amp;nbsp; I can't help but feel helpless.&amp;nbsp; All I can do physically is keep donating money.&amp;nbsp; Which is what they need.&amp;nbsp; I am still absolutely AMAZED at the amount of $ the Red Cross has raised through their simple text campaign. (Text 'HAITI' to 90999)&amp;nbsp; SO many generous people in this world. SO many celebrities taking the resources they are so privledged to have and giving aid to these people in Haiti.&amp;nbsp; That. That makes me hopeful.&amp;nbsp; Unforuntely there is nothing but chaos going on over there.&amp;nbsp; There is no one in charge.&amp;nbsp; Resulting in looting.&amp;nbsp; Which has resulted in a whole new realm of violence.&amp;nbsp; It is absolutely heartbreaking to watch. Or to see pictures of.&amp;nbsp; Boston.com has done an amazing job at putting up pictures from the aftermath of the earthquake.&amp;nbsp; Today, they had a blog entitled, &lt;a href="http://www.boston.com/bigpicture/2010/01/haiti_six_days_later.html"&gt;Haiti six days later.&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp; The pictures are just gut wrenching.&amp;nbsp; For some reason though, this one seemed to grab my attention the most:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://inapcache.boston.com/universal/site_graphics/blogs/bigpicture/haiti_01_18/h19_21751319.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="262" ps="true" src="http://inapcache.boston.com/universal/site_graphics/blogs/bigpicture/haiti_01_18/h19_21751319.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(A boy lies injured in a makeshift hospital after the earthquake in Port-au-Prince January 17, 2010. REUTERS/Carlos Barria)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I have no words.&amp;nbsp; I really don't.&amp;nbsp; All I ask is that you please, please donate what you can.&amp;nbsp; And please be careful in choosing which charities/organizations you donate to.&amp;nbsp; Here is a link, that I personally trust, that has a bunch of places you can donate to: &lt;a href="http://www.networkforgood.org/"&gt;http://www.networkforgood.org/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;On a sidenote, Coachella -ella -ella announced their lineup for this year.&amp;nbsp; Looks pretty freakin badass.&amp;nbsp; (Yep, I said badass.)&amp;nbsp; And it's right in the smack dab middle of my BIRTHDAY weekend.&amp;nbsp; Hook it up yo! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.coachella.com/images/mainPoster.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" ps="true" src="http://www.coachella.com/images/mainPoster.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I hope you all are enjoying your 2010 so far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Let's all be thankful that [for the most part] we are&amp;nbsp;SAFE and happy and healthy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;X's and Oh's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4708417349207145512-6972886582704269880?l=misskateowens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misskateowens.blogspot.com/feeds/6972886582704269880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://misskateowens.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-wasnt-lost-or-frozen-or-gone-i-was.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4708417349207145512/posts/default/6972886582704269880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4708417349207145512/posts/default/6972886582704269880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misskateowens.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-wasnt-lost-or-frozen-or-gone-i-was.html' title='&quot;I wasn&apos;t lost, or frozen, or gone... I was alive; I was alive in my own perfect world.&quot;'/><author><name>Miss Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02066378744257884777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qeMzc6t60T0/TyLc9NooOUI/AAAAAAAAAQo/YQXEr04YMZ8/s1600/392030_10151020112305445_900080444_22052949_1357540381_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IOnZ5iUptj8/Sz-u737SAZI/AAAAAAAAA2o/0A2L75N0Hmk/s72-c/susan+surandon+ronan+the+lovely+bones.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4708417349207145512.post-7189093711897808256</id><published>2010-01-08T10:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-08T10:07:11.267-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Michael Cera'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weekend'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jersey Shore'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friday i&apos;m in love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='no more snow please'/><title type='text'>It's Friday I'm in Love.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: magenta; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Happy Friday Loverssss!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://whi.s3.prod.lg1x8.simplecdn.net/images/1166114/3257328263_233d7739ba_large.jpg?1261154893" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" ps="true" src="http://whi.s3.prod.lg1x8.simplecdn.net/images/1166114/3257328263_233d7739ba_large.jpg?1261154893" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;I seem to be in a much better mood today than I was at the beginning of the week, yayyy!&amp;nbsp; It probably helps that it's the weekend and I finally have a couple days to sleep in, but whatever. I'll take it :)&amp;nbsp; My morning didn't start out so hot though.&amp;nbsp; It decided to snow again last night and into today.&amp;nbsp; The roads were pretty miserable this morning but being the &lt;strike&gt;princess&lt;/strike&gt; lazy-bear that I am, I refused to take public transportation so I waited it out a little longer and the roads were pretty much clear by the time I pulled out of my driveway.&amp;nbsp; And so here I sit at work.&amp;nbsp; Alone in my office.&amp;nbsp; On a friday afternoon.&amp;nbsp; So why not blog? &amp;nbsp;Ha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Can we talk about Michael Cera for a hot minute?&amp;nbsp; Oh my.&amp;nbsp; He's one of my favorites.&amp;nbsp; The commercials last night on MTV with the cast of the Jersey Shore cracked me up.&amp;nbsp; He totes rocked a blow-out like no other.&amp;nbsp; I told my sister I'd pretty much marry him.&amp;nbsp; Just Kidding.&amp;nbsp; But i'd totally date him haha. Speaking of date, I need to find&amp;nbsp;one this weekend to go see his new movie, &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0403702/"&gt;Youth in Revolt.&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp; Looks pretty HI-larious :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://whi.s3.prod.lg1x8.simplecdn.net/images/1266387/tumblr_kvrelu3aS51qz51zjo1_400_large.jpg?1262689475" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="330" ps="true" src="http://whi.s3.prod.lg1x8.simplecdn.net/images/1266387/tumblr_kvrelu3aS51qz51zjo1_400_large.jpg?1262689475" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I think tonight though, since the weather is not up to par with my liking, I will just kick it in some jammies and warm uggs with my sister in addition to these two things:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i_55yayIXm8/S0dyKlupDMI/AAAAAAAAAII/5FMH_0GKFNc/s1600-h/pinotmovie.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i_55yayIXm8/S0dyKlupDMI/AAAAAAAAAII/5FMH_0GKFNc/s400/pinotmovie.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I got 500 days of summer for Christmas and I have YET to watch it.&amp;nbsp; So tonight seems like the perfect time.&amp;nbsp; Accompanied with a glass or 2 of my favorite pinot grigio.&amp;nbsp; Oh and to top off this week, I ordered tickets yesterday to New Found Glory/Saves the Day at Irving Plaza!!!&amp;nbsp; Ummm hello highschool, sup?&amp;nbsp; I cannot wait.&amp;nbsp; Plus I will have really good company with me. Yay! :)&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;And now, I will leave you all with this video/song that I think of everytime it's Friday.&amp;nbsp; Hope you all have a great weekend and if you are nowhere near the east coast, you're lucky.&amp;nbsp; Snow up and down the coast, yo!&amp;nbsp; Stay warm &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;object height="332" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.dailymotion.com/swf/x97h2&amp;amp;related=0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.dailymotion.com/swf/x97h2&amp;amp;related=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="480" height="332" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dailymotion.com/video/x97h2_the-cure-friday-im-in-love_music"&gt;The Cure - Friday I'm In Love&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.dailymotion.com/manon42"&gt;manon42&lt;/a&gt;. - &lt;a href="http://www.dailymotion.com/us/channel/music"&gt;Music videos, artist interviews, concerts and more.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;[Pics via vi.sualize.us &amp;amp; wehearit.com]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4708417349207145512-7189093711897808256?l=misskateowens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misskateowens.blogspot.com/feeds/7189093711897808256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://misskateowens.blogspot.com/2010/01/its-friday-im-in-love.html#comment-form' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4708417349207145512/posts/default/7189093711897808256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4708417349207145512/posts/default/7189093711897808256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misskateowens.blogspot.com/2010/01/its-friday-im-in-love.html' title='It&apos;s Friday I&apos;m in Love.'/><author><name>Miss Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02066378744257884777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qeMzc6t60T0/TyLc9NooOUI/AAAAAAAAAQo/YQXEr04YMZ8/s1600/392030_10151020112305445_900080444_22052949_1357540381_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i_55yayIXm8/S0dyKlupDMI/AAAAAAAAAII/5FMH_0GKFNc/s72-c/pinotmovie.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4708417349207145512.post-8125683033379328085</id><published>2010-01-05T13:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T13:22:36.139-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jason lancaster'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mayday parade'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pretty sure this EP was written about my life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tales told by dead friends'/><title type='text'>Three Cheers for Five Years.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's days like today where I can't stop listening to the Mayday Parade EP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Over &amp;amp; over &amp;amp; over. And over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i_55yayIXm8/S0OroWK2mNI/AAAAAAAAAHg/HJci2eMWtpY/s1600-h/Tales_told_by_dead_friends_album.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i_55yayIXm8/S0OroWK2mNI/AAAAAAAAAHg/HJci2eMWtpY/s320/Tales_told_by_dead_friends_album.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4708417349207145512-8125683033379328085?l=misskateowens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misskateowens.blogspot.com/feeds/8125683033379328085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://misskateowens.blogspot.com/2010/01/three-cheers-for-five-years.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4708417349207145512/posts/default/8125683033379328085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4708417349207145512/posts/default/8125683033379328085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misskateowens.blogspot.com/2010/01/three-cheers-for-five-years.html' title='Three Cheers for Five Years.'/><author><name>Miss Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02066378744257884777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qeMzc6t60T0/TyLc9NooOUI/AAAAAAAAAQo/YQXEr04YMZ8/s1600/392030_10151020112305445_900080444_22052949_1357540381_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i_55yayIXm8/S0OroWK2mNI/AAAAAAAAAHg/HJci2eMWtpY/s72-c/Tales_told_by_dead_friends_album.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4708417349207145512.post-2576872677801970678</id><published>2010-01-04T08:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T06:54:29.643-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2010'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='frustrated'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='twloha'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new year'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='heavy and light'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pain'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hurt'/><title type='text'>So this is the new year...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;...And I don't feel any different&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;The clanking of crystal&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Explosions off in the distance&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope everyone had a nice New Years and NYE.&amp;nbsp; I woke up on Friday morning (hungover, meh) expecting to feel, well, different.&amp;nbsp; 2009 was such a bad year for me and I have such high hopes for 2010, that I woke up thinking everything would be better.&amp;nbsp; That all my "problems" would just disappear.&amp;nbsp; Well, that didn't happen.&amp;nbsp; And the problems are still here.&amp;nbsp; More than ever.&amp;nbsp; Which disappoints me.&amp;nbsp; Everyone around me is so happy; so ready to start their new year.&amp;nbsp; And i'm not.&amp;nbsp; I don't even want to be writing this right now because I feel like all I do on my blog is complain.&amp;nbsp; Or whine.&amp;nbsp; But at the same time I need to vent.&amp;nbsp; I might even disable comments because I am NOT, in any way, looking for an ounce of sympathy.&amp;nbsp; Nor am I looking for "things will get better" comments.&amp;nbsp; Because frankly, I don't want to hear it.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I feel like I am at an all time low right now.&amp;nbsp; To the point where I am starting to distance myself from friends.&amp;nbsp; And that scares me.&amp;nbsp; I don't even want to talk to anyone about what's bothering me.&amp;nbsp; Mostly because I'm not even sure myself what's wrong.&amp;nbsp; I just know, that something isn't right.&amp;nbsp; I'm sick of going to sleep sad.&amp;nbsp; I'm sick of being SO upset that I make myself physically sick.&amp;nbsp; To the point where I have not been to the gym in weeks and I still have managed to lose weight.&amp;nbsp; My aniexty is going crazy.&amp;nbsp; Feeling alone has got to be one of the single worst feelings ever.&amp;nbsp; Physically I know I am not alone.&amp;nbsp; But mentally, there's no one there.&amp;nbsp; All I want to do is sleep all day.&amp;nbsp; Which is what I spent most of my time off from work doing.&amp;nbsp; I slept until 3pm, sometimes later.&amp;nbsp; That's not normal.&amp;nbsp; Nor is it healthy.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I wish I could turn my brain off once in a while.&amp;nbsp; That I could stop worrying.&amp;nbsp; That I could allow myself to be happy.&amp;nbsp; Because A) I fucking deserve it and B) things could always be worse.&amp;nbsp; Unfortunetly, it's not that simple.&amp;nbsp; No one ever said life was easy.&amp;nbsp; However, they also never said it could be this hard.&amp;nbsp; Life is a drain.&amp;nbsp; It's become an inconvenience at times.&amp;nbsp; But like I've said in previous posts, I'm not giving up.&amp;nbsp; I know that with time things will start to get better.&amp;nbsp; That the sunrise is just over that hill.&amp;nbsp; It's this inbetween time, that kills me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;EDIT: &lt;/strong&gt;I wish I were able to attend this in Orlando on Jan. 9th.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object height="195" width="380"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/hwqPm3e99XE&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/hwqPm3e99XE&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4708417349207145512-2576872677801970678?l=misskateowens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misskateowens.blogspot.com/feeds/2576872677801970678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://misskateowens.blogspot.com/2010/01/so-this-is-new-year.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4708417349207145512/posts/default/2576872677801970678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4708417349207145512/posts/default/2576872677801970678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misskateowens.blogspot.com/2010/01/so-this-is-new-year.html' title='So this is the new year...'/><author><name>Miss Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02066378744257884777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qeMzc6t60T0/TyLc9NooOUI/AAAAAAAAAQo/YQXEr04YMZ8/s1600/392030_10151020112305445_900080444_22052949_1357540381_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4708417349207145512.post-4802584416059390056</id><published>2009-12-28T08:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-28T12:10:09.653-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='To write love on her arms'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='switchfoot'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2009'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='help'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2010'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='twloha'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my goals'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hope'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new year'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rescue'/><title type='text'>2009: Year In Review</title><content type='html'>First and foremost, I hope everyone had a very lovely holiday!&amp;nbsp; It's always nice seeing family.&amp;nbsp; This was my nephew on Christmas morning:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i_55yayIXm8/SzjZQJrlbJI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/Hro3Jx67t6Q/s1600-h/utf-8BMTg3MzRfNTQzNjkxMzgxMzAzXz-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i_55yayIXm8/SzjZQJrlbJI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/Hro3Jx67t6Q/s400/utf-8BMTg3MzRfNTQzNjkxMzgxMzAzXz-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;(He makes my heart smile)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sitting here and I'm not sure where to start.&amp;nbsp; I almost feel as though I need to write a "rough draft" first.&amp;nbsp; Which I've never done for blogs or journals.&amp;nbsp; I usually just write off the top of my head.&amp;nbsp; (Not sure if that's always a smart idea since sometimes my head can be a jumbled mess ha)&amp;nbsp; Maybe I'll start writing this and then save it and finish it later.&amp;nbsp; Who knows?&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&amp;nbsp; What a terrible year.&amp;nbsp; It has just been SO draining both mentally and physically for me.&amp;nbsp; I'm lucky to have a stable job in this shitty economy, but I feel like I'm stuck.&amp;nbsp; I keep telling myself I want and need to go back to school.&amp;nbsp; I have a 2 year degree, but I want more.&amp;nbsp; The part where I actually sit down and register for classes is the part that I can't seem to get myself to do.&amp;nbsp; I'm not a school person.&amp;nbsp; I never have been.&amp;nbsp; I don't like sitting in a classroom, being lectured.&amp;nbsp; I'd much rather be out in the real world doing it.&amp;nbsp; But unfortunetly there's this piece of paper that determines how smart and qualified a person is for a job.&amp;nbsp; It's not fair but it's the way life goes.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aside from work and school, I feel like 2009 has been a shitty year for me involving relationships.&amp;nbsp; On both a romantical and friendship level.&amp;nbsp; This is something I can't seem to get my brain around.&amp;nbsp; I'm a&amp;nbsp;nice person.&amp;nbsp; My intentions are good.&amp;nbsp; But then maybe there lies the problem.&amp;nbsp; Maybe I am too nice.&amp;nbsp; Maybe I'm too nice because really, I'm insecure.&amp;nbsp; And really, I don't know how to fully stand up for myself, so in return I allow people to walk all over me.&amp;nbsp; I allow people to use me and to abuse my friendship and loyalty.&amp;nbsp; There is NO ONE to blame for that but ME.&amp;nbsp; Maybe for 2010 I should consider getting a backbone.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my best friends sent me this blog the other night that I just read now.&amp;nbsp; Maybe I should have read it when she sent it to me.&amp;nbsp; Maybe it would have helped me get through Christmas better.&amp;nbsp; Maybe I wouldn't have been SO fucking frustrated these past few days.&amp;nbsp; Maybe I should have called her.&amp;nbsp; Because maybe she was going through the SAME exact things as me.&amp;nbsp; Because &lt;strike&gt;maybe&lt;/strike&gt; she gets me.&amp;nbsp; She gets why I feel like this.&amp;nbsp; I love you EH.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the blog she sent me from &lt;a href="http://www.twloha.com/blog/for-empty-seats-elephants-in/"&gt;TWLOHA&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;; A movement that is very near and dear to both our hearts.&amp;nbsp; Read it.&amp;nbsp; Maybe it will help you.&amp;nbsp; Maybe it will give you hope for 2010.&amp;nbsp; Maybe it will let you know that Love &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Is&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; The Movement &amp;amp; Rescue &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Is &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;possible.&amp;nbsp; I'm not giving up on myself yet.&amp;nbsp; I have too much left to offer this world.&amp;nbsp; Even if this world is a cold and dark place sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i_55yayIXm8/SzjZxYMLV4I/AAAAAAAAAHY/l6xYCrTKIgc/s1600-h/PB082836-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i_55yayIXm8/SzjZxYMLV4I/AAAAAAAAAHY/l6xYCrTKIgc/s400/PB082836-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;(Apparently I support TWLOHA &amp;amp; New Castle beer ha!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to all who read this.&amp;nbsp; My intentions were not to write a depressing blog, but sometimes that's how we feel.&amp;nbsp; And it's okay.&amp;nbsp; It's okay to be sad.&amp;nbsp; It's not okay to keep it in though.&amp;nbsp; Which is what I tend to do a lot.&amp;nbsp; That's another goal I am giving myself for '10.&amp;nbsp; Not resolutions.&amp;nbsp; But goals.&amp;nbsp; Because working towards a goal is way more realistic to me than just straight up quitting something.&amp;nbsp; It'll be a work-in-progress but to know where I've been in my life already, I know I can make it out of this.&amp;nbsp; Maybe I just need to be reminded of that every once in a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love &amp;amp; Hugs&amp;lt;3 KO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;PS: I adore this song &amp;amp; understand why twloha was so inspired by it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://listen.grooveshark.com/#/song/Love+Is+The+Movement/7371210"&gt;http://listen.grooveshark.com/#/song/Love+Is+The+Movement/7371210&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;"Love is the movement&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Love is a revolution&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;This is redemption&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;We don't have to slow back down"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4708417349207145512-4802584416059390056?l=misskateowens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misskateowens.blogspot.com/feeds/4802584416059390056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://misskateowens.blogspot.com/2009/12/2009-year-in-review.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4708417349207145512/posts/default/4802584416059390056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4708417349207145512/posts/default/4802584416059390056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misskateowens.blogspot.com/2009/12/2009-year-in-review.html' title='2009: Year In Review'/><author><name>Miss Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02066378744257884777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qeMzc6t60T0/TyLc9NooOUI/AAAAAAAAAQo/YQXEr04YMZ8/s1600/392030_10151020112305445_900080444_22052949_1357540381_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i_55yayIXm8/SzjZQJrlbJI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/Hro3Jx67t6Q/s72-c/utf-8BMTg3MzRfNTQzNjkxMzgxMzAzXz-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4708417349207145512.post-8955661702728768277</id><published>2009-12-23T08:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-23T10:03:59.154-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happiness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i love puppies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2010'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holidays'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>Happy Christmas.</title><content type='html'>Or Happy Whatever-it-is-you-celebrate! :)&amp;nbsp; I know i've said in previous posts that holidays bum me out &amp;amp; they do but I am putting all that negativeness aside and going to make the best of this.&amp;nbsp; I'm super excited to see my family tomorrow for Christmas Eve.&amp;nbsp; For as long as I can remember my house has always been the place where we host the xmas eve party.&amp;nbsp; I like it that way.&amp;nbsp; I miss my Dad's side of the family.&amp;nbsp; The Italian side.&amp;nbsp; They don't live around me anymore so we don't see them much, but I'm still lucky to be surrounded by good people.&amp;nbsp; It's my nephew's first Christmas where he will actually be old enough to sort of grasp the fact of what's going on instead of sleeping like he did last year :)&amp;nbsp; Super excited to see his face on Christmas morning.&amp;nbsp; He's already in awe of the Christmas tree.&amp;nbsp; I think he is part of the reason that I decided to no longer be a&amp;nbsp;grinch about xmas.&amp;nbsp; He re-taught me the TRUE meaning of Christmas.&amp;nbsp; Funny how someone as small as a one year old can do that to a 24-year old.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2618/4178563206_92742e5c12.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="275" ps="true" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2618/4178563206_92742e5c12.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I didn't ask for much this year.&amp;nbsp; Not sure if it's because I'm not really into it or if because I'm getting older.&amp;nbsp; Or because I know I won't get my Macbook so why even bother?&amp;nbsp; (Haha kidding, I'm such a baby!)&amp;nbsp; Although I wouldn't mind getting one of those little puppies in the picture above.&amp;nbsp; Whatever the case may be, I'm just happy to be surrounded by people who love me and care about me.&amp;nbsp; When you really think about it, if you don't have that in your life, everything else becomes irrelevant. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;With that being said, I hope you all have a verrrrrrry&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Happy Holiday!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;And that you get to spend it with your loved ones too.&amp;nbsp; Bring on &lt;strong&gt;2010&lt;/strong&gt;, i'm ready. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;lt;3 KO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PS:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://6.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_kupxggMXYR1qa53bzo1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" ps="true" src="http://6.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_kupxggMXYR1qa53bzo1_500.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Pictures via: &lt;a href="http://6.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_kupxggMXYR1qa53bzo1_500.jpg"&gt;tumblr&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;amp; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/santos/4178563206/"&gt;flickr&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4708417349207145512-8955661702728768277?l=misskateowens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misskateowens.blogspot.com/feeds/8955661702728768277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://misskateowens.blogspot.com/2009/12/happy-christmas.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4708417349207145512/posts/default/8955661702728768277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4708417349207145512/posts/default/8955661702728768277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misskateowens.blogspot.com/2009/12/happy-christmas.html' title='Happy Christmas.'/><author><name>Miss Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02066378744257884777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qeMzc6t60T0/TyLc9NooOUI/AAAAAAAAAQo/YQXEr04YMZ8/s1600/392030_10151020112305445_900080444_22052949_1357540381_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2618/4178563206_92742e5c12_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4708417349207145512.post-246142754022775556</id><published>2009-12-18T08:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-18T08:18:04.213-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I don't wanna play the broken-hearted girl.</title><content type='html'>Holidays bum me out, what else is there to say?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="327" width="400"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always" /&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=5182593&amp;amp;server=vimeo.com&amp;amp;show_title=1&amp;amp;show_byline=1&amp;amp;show_portrait=0&amp;amp;color=&amp;amp;fullscreen=1" /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=5182593&amp;amp;server=vimeo.com&amp;amp;show_title=1&amp;amp;show_byline=1&amp;amp;show_portrait=0&amp;amp;color=&amp;amp;fullscreen=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" width="400" height="327"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/5182593"&gt;Beyonce Broken Hearted Girl Video&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/brownsista"&gt;Brownsista.com&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/"&gt;Vimeo&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4708417349207145512-246142754022775556?l=misskateowens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misskateowens.blogspot.com/feeds/246142754022775556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://misskateowens.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-dont-wanna-play-broken-hearted-girl.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4708417349207145512/posts/default/246142754022775556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4708417349207145512/posts/default/246142754022775556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misskateowens.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-dont-wanna-play-broken-hearted-girl.html' title='I don&apos;t wanna play the broken-hearted girl.'/><author><name>Miss Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02066378744257884777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qeMzc6t60T0/TyLc9NooOUI/AAAAAAAAAQo/YQXEr04YMZ8/s1600/392030_10151020112305445_900080444_22052949_1357540381_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4708417349207145512.post-1094678426774560549</id><published>2009-12-10T14:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-10T14:06:39.192-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='liar'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='become what you hate'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new beginnings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friendship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hope'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pain'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hurt'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='midtown'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='betrayal'/><title type='text'>I'm afraid that you've become everything that you had hated...</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;...I'm waiting for this to blow away.&amp;nbsp; How could I have been so blind?&amp;nbsp; How could I have ignored so many signs?&amp;nbsp; Especially when my friends warned me about your deceptive side.&amp;nbsp; And that your friendship was a lie. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been on SUCH a Midtown kick lately.&amp;nbsp; I miss that band.&amp;nbsp; But those lyrics above describe PERFECTLY what I have been struggling with for the past two months.&amp;nbsp; I've been dreading writing this because I wanted to do it at the "right" time.&amp;nbsp; But then Thanksgiving came and I didn't want to write a bummed out blog post when I should be THANKFUL for all that I DO have in my life.&amp;nbsp; And now with Christmas coming up, I feel like I'm being quite the Grinch writing this.&amp;nbsp; But you know what?&amp;nbsp; I don't care.&amp;nbsp; I've come to realize that there is no right time to say this.&amp;nbsp; It just needs to come out.&amp;nbsp; Because this ISN'T going to just blow away.&amp;nbsp; I feel betrayed.&amp;nbsp; Because I was.&amp;nbsp; By someone who I didn't think was capable of being a cold-hearted bitch.&amp;nbsp; Sorry if that sounds harsh, but maybe that's what you need.&amp;nbsp; &lt;em&gt;Nothing personal.&lt;/em&gt;&amp;nbsp; It's not okay to have people invest SO much time and effort and emotions and TRUST into a friendship and then just bail on them.&amp;nbsp; For absolutely no reason at all.&amp;nbsp; I can say with all honesty that I did nothing to deserve losing a friend who I once would have done anything for.&amp;nbsp; How can someone preach about the EXACT things I am saying now and then...DO THEM!?&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;I'm afraid that you've become everything that you had hated.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b169/jeters_principessa/new/katieEmo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="366" ps="true" src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b169/jeters_principessa/new/katieEmo.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I understand that friends come and go.&amp;nbsp; This has happened before.&amp;nbsp; But it doesn't erase the fact that it hurts.&amp;nbsp; I have tried to reach out over and over, but have gotten nothing in return.&amp;nbsp; Is it time to just give up on this?&amp;nbsp; Because quite frankly, I don't think it's fair to me to waste any more energy on someone who CLEARLY does not want me to be a part of their life anymore.&amp;nbsp; I can't control that.&amp;nbsp; And i'm not trying to.&amp;nbsp; But all I would have liked was an explanation.&amp;nbsp; I think I at least deserved that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;With that being said, here is to a new year, new beginnings, and new friendships.&amp;nbsp; I'm excited for my future despite the negative things that have happened in my life this past year.&amp;nbsp; I'm finally letting go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3269/2512382755_ae260ecdcc.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" ps="true" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3269/2512382755_ae260ecdcc.jpg" width="264" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;(Picture via &lt;a href="http://vi.sualize.us/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4708417349207145512-1094678426774560549?l=misskateowens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misskateowens.blogspot.com/feeds/1094678426774560549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://misskateowens.blogspot.com/2009/12/im-afraid-that-youve-become-everything.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4708417349207145512/posts/default/1094678426774560549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4708417349207145512/posts/default/1094678426774560549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misskateowens.blogspot.com/2009/12/im-afraid-that-youve-become-everything.html' title='I&apos;m afraid that you&apos;ve become everything that you had hated...'/><author><name>Miss Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02066378744257884777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qeMzc6t60T0/TyLc9NooOUI/AAAAAAAAAQo/YQXEr04YMZ8/s1600/392030_10151020112305445_900080444_22052949_1357540381_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b169/jeters_principessa/new/th_katieEmo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4708417349207145512.post-7820711119081376345</id><published>2009-12-03T08:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T08:50:06.091-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rockefeller center'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='brand new'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i can&apos;t breathe out of my nose'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='december'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='glassjAw'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='saks fifth ave'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holidays'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sick'/><title type='text'>Forget December.</title><content type='html'>Is December over yet?&amp;nbsp; I keed, I keed :)&amp;nbsp; But srsly yo, my December has NOT started out pleasant AT ALL.&amp;nbsp; I'm sick :(&amp;nbsp; I came home from work on Monday night feeling run down with a sore throat.&amp;nbsp; I thought that, that was due to the fact I was screaming my face off this past Saturday night while seeing Brand New on Long Island.&amp;nbsp; (Which by the way, was excellent)&amp;nbsp; Here's a &lt;a href="http://bit.ly/73PkRh"&gt;review&lt;/a&gt; of the show if any of you are Brand Nizzle, or glassjAw fans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://whi.s3.leg.entries.lg1x8.simplecdn.net/20081022084825.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" er="true" height="213" src="http://whi.s3.leg.entries.lg1x8.simplecdn.net/20081022084825.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;(Pictures don't lie. via: &lt;a href="http://weheartit.com/"&gt;weheartit.com&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, turns out that's not why my throat hurt.&amp;nbsp; I stayed home on Tuesday from work (I never stay home from work) and pretty much slept most of the day and watched SoapNet haha.&amp;nbsp; I planned on going to work yesterday but after I showered I felt ridiculously nauseated so once again I called in to work and fell back asleep.&amp;nbsp; I went to the doctors yesterday, and basically I have a rilly, rilly bad sinus infection.&amp;nbsp; But I was given a pretty strong antibiotic so *fingers crossed* i'm hoping this goes away...FAST!&amp;nbsp; I have another concert i'm going to tomorrow night; I hope I don't fall asleep during their set! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of tomorrow, I think I'm going to go see the tree in Rockefeller before the show!&amp;nbsp; I honestly can not think of another place I'd rather be during Christmas time, than NYC.&amp;nbsp; Especially Saks&amp;nbsp;Fifth Ave.&amp;nbsp; Yeah it's a huge huge HUGEEE clusterfuck, but it's always so festive.&amp;nbsp; I love it.&amp;nbsp; And I love walking across the street to watch the ice skaters @ Rockefeller and laughing at the ones who fall :)&amp;nbsp; So fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i.dailymail.co.uk/i/pix/2009/12/03/article-1232866-0772C37C000005DC-461_634x807.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" er="true" height="400" src="http://i.dailymail.co.uk/i/pix/2009/12/03/article-1232866-0772C37C000005DC-461_634x807.jpg" width="312" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;(&lt;a href="http://www.dailymail.co.uk/travel/article-1232866/Rockefeller-Center-Christmas-Tree-lights-Shakira-Aretha-Franklin-perform-New-York.html"&gt;Picture Via&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I also realized that I totally suck at blogging, but whatever.&amp;nbsp; I'm not here for the numbers.&amp;nbsp; Though I am VERY thankful for everyone who actually &lt;em&gt;does &lt;/em&gt;read my blog.&amp;nbsp; All 18 of you.&amp;nbsp; Wait no, 17.&amp;nbsp; I follow my blog too for unknown reasons.&amp;nbsp; But seriously, thank you for wanting to know what goes on in my boring life and for anyone who has ever left a comment.&amp;nbsp; It means more than you know. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;**Here's to being happy and HEALTHY this holiday season!**&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4708417349207145512-7820711119081376345?l=misskateowens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misskateowens.blogspot.com/feeds/7820711119081376345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://misskateowens.blogspot.com/2009/12/forget-december.html#comment-form' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4708417349207145512/posts/default/7820711119081376345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4708417349207145512/posts/default/7820711119081376345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misskateowens.blogspot.com/2009/12/forget-december.html' title='Forget December.'/><author><name>Miss Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02066378744257884777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qeMzc6t60T0/TyLc9NooOUI/AAAAAAAAAQo/YQXEr04YMZ8/s1600/392030_10151020112305445_900080444_22052949_1357540381_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4708417349207145512.post-7062487655817420595</id><published>2009-11-23T07:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-23T07:48:28.127-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gym'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Monday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='WTF Adam?'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='American Music Awards'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Adam Lambert'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='AMAs'/><title type='text'>Happy Monday!</title><content type='html'>Ok, ok so there's really nothing happy about mondays.&amp;nbsp; Especially monday morning, but I thought i'd try to trick myself into believing today won't be so bad :)&amp;nbsp; I have been slacking on the gym lately so tonight when I get home from work I plan on working out until I physically cannot move.&amp;nbsp; Srsly yo!&amp;nbsp; I need to start kicking my ass more about this, ESPECIALLY with the holidays right around the corner.&amp;nbsp; But enough about that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img2.visualizeus.com/thumbs/08/11/03/colors,cycling,exercise,bicycle,odd,old,people-4f0271e2e166cb03d6ada7f7eab68283_h.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://img2.visualizeus.com/thumbs/08/11/03/colors,cycling,exercise,bicycle,odd,old,people-4f0271e2e166cb03d6ada7f7eab68283_h.jpg" width="311" yr="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;(This picture cracks me up ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Can we talk about Adam Lambert for a second?&amp;nbsp; Dude....bro.....like....what...the...EFF!?&amp;nbsp; Listen I have been a fan of Adam's since I first saw him audition for AI last year.&amp;nbsp; (Let's not talk about how my heart broke a little when I realized/found out he was gay..total bummer)&amp;nbsp; I've always thought he was an amazing performer and his voice...I just loved it.&amp;nbsp; Unfortunetly last night on the AMAs&amp;nbsp;he did NOT express those 2 things very well at all.&amp;nbsp; The whole s&amp;amp;m thing wasn't very appropriate for prime time television on ABC.&amp;nbsp; The whole fake bj thing?&amp;nbsp; Dude really?&amp;nbsp; I heard they didn't even show that on the West Coast.&amp;nbsp; His performance wasn't "ground breaking".&amp;nbsp; It was just TACKY.&amp;nbsp; And raunchy.&amp;nbsp; It was too much.&amp;nbsp; And he seemed to have put his VOCALS on the back burner.&amp;nbsp; You're gay.&amp;nbsp; You like dudes.&amp;nbsp; You like shocking and awing people.&amp;nbsp; We get it.&amp;nbsp; But last night was just tasteless, in my honest opinion.&amp;nbsp; I really hope this doesn't hurt your career because I AM a fan of your new music and we all know the ability you have to really leave people speechless.....in a GOOD way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://media.thestar.topscms.com/images/b6/68/3368c59c46f69ba79aa50a2519c9.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="225" src="http://media.thestar.topscms.com/images/b6/68/3368c59c46f69ba79aa50a2519c9.jpeg" width="320" yr="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I hope you all have a very lovely Monday &amp;amp; I hope you all have a short 3 day week like I do!! Xo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4708417349207145512-7062487655817420595?l=misskateowens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misskateowens.blogspot.com/feeds/7062487655817420595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://misskateowens.blogspot.com/2009/11/happy-monday.html#comment-form' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4708417349207145512/posts/default/7062487655817420595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4708417349207145512/posts/default/7062487655817420595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misskateowens.blogspot.com/2009/11/happy-monday.html' title='Happy Monday!'/><author><name>Miss Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02066378744257884777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qeMzc6t60T0/TyLc9NooOUI/AAAAAAAAAQo/YQXEr04YMZ8/s1600/392030_10151020112305445_900080444_22052949_1357540381_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4708417349207145512.post-9034783490623823673</id><published>2009-11-19T13:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T13:06:47.164-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='soco'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Andrew McMahon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='clutch'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='something corporate'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='william tell'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='brian ireland'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reunion tour'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Josh Partington'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pretty please'/><title type='text'>Dear Something Corporate:</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dear SoCo --&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Please, please, pleaseeeee do a reunion tour.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I've heard so many rumors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I can't help but get my hopes up just a teeny, tiny bit!! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://22.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_krkzjf5fuX1qa85gho1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="254" src="http://22.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_krkzjf5fuX1qa85gho1_500.jpg" width="320" yr="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;That is all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://11.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_krqovhCBMG1qa85gho1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://11.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_krqovhCBMG1qa85gho1_500.jpg" width="252" yr="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Love, Katie :)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4708417349207145512-9034783490623823673?l=misskateowens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misskateowens.blogspot.com/feeds/9034783490623823673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://misskateowens.blogspot.com/2009/11/dear-something-corporate.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4708417349207145512/posts/default/9034783490623823673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4708417349207145512/posts/default/9034783490623823673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misskateowens.blogspot.com/2009/11/dear-something-corporate.html' title='Dear Something Corporate:'/><author><name>Miss Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02066378744257884777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qeMzc6t60T0/TyLc9NooOUI/AAAAAAAAAQo/YQXEr04YMZ8/s1600/392030_10151020112305445_900080444_22052949_1357540381_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4708417349207145512.post-3374497211973953572</id><published>2009-11-16T10:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T10:03:03.648-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Mom!</title><content type='html'>I cannot even begin to describe how important my mother is to me.&amp;nbsp; She has ALWAYS been the one person there for me, no matter what.&amp;nbsp; She is my rock.&amp;nbsp; She is always putting everyone ahead of herself and making sacrafices; giving up her career to be there more for her family.&amp;nbsp; And I can only hope that one day I am as good a mother as she is to me and my sibilings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b169/jeters_principessa/babykate.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="220" src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b169/jeters_principessa/babykate.jpg" width="320" yr="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(mommy &amp;amp; me circa 1985)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Happy Birthday Mom.&amp;nbsp; I love you.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4708417349207145512-3374497211973953572?l=misskateowens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misskateowens.blogspot.com/feeds/3374497211973953572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://misskateowens.blogspot.com/2009/11/happy-birthday-mom.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4708417349207145512/posts/default/3374497211973953572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4708417349207145512/posts/default/3374497211973953572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misskateowens.blogspot.com/2009/11/happy-birthday-mom.html' title='Happy Birthday Mom!'/><author><name>Miss Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02066378744257884777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qeMzc6t60T0/TyLc9NooOUI/AAAAAAAAAQo/YQXEr04YMZ8/s1600/392030_10151020112305445_900080444_22052949_1357540381_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4708417349207145512.post-4088205630599986634</id><published>2009-11-13T07:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-13T07:52:39.519-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='camp crystal lake'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friday the 13th'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='creepy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jason voorhees'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weekend'/><title type='text'>Happy Friday the 13th!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ooooh so creepy, right?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.ffffound.com/static-data/assets/6/84203362f66206b58ccf170487a64027cf4da63c_m.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" sr="true" src="http://img.ffffound.com/static-data/assets/6/84203362f66206b58ccf170487a64027cf4da63c_m.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(via FFFFOUND!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Speaking of which, has anyone seen the remake of Friday the 13th that came out earlier this year??&amp;nbsp; I saw it&amp;nbsp;a few months ago and actually thought it was pretty decent!&amp;nbsp; But then again i'm a sucker for a good horror movie :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope everyone has a fun and &lt;strong&gt;safe&lt;/strong&gt; Friday the 13th! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4708417349207145512-4088205630599986634?l=misskateowens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misskateowens.blogspot.com/feeds/4088205630599986634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://misskateowens.blogspot.com/2009/11/happy-friday-13th.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4708417349207145512/posts/default/4088205630599986634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4708417349207145512/posts/default/4088205630599986634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misskateowens.blogspot.com/2009/11/happy-friday-13th.html' title='Happy Friday the 13th!'/><author><name>Miss Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02066378744257884777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qeMzc6t60T0/TyLc9NooOUI/AAAAAAAAAQo/YQXEr04YMZ8/s1600/392030_10151020112305445_900080444_22052949_1357540381_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4708417349207145512.post-1452213994568832286</id><published>2009-11-12T12:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T12:07:15.731-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='one of those days'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='november rain'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rain'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nostalgia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>One of those days.</title><content type='html'>I'm not sure if it's the &lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;cold &lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://listen.grooveshark.com/#/song/November_Rain/13888045"&gt;November Rain&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; or for the fact that i'm alone in my office for the rest of the week with not much work to do or because my brain seems to never shut off, but I can't stop thinking about 'what if's' lately.&amp;nbsp; Especially with former relationships.&amp;nbsp; Colder weather seems to remind me more of&amp;nbsp;Ex'es and on rainy days like today, all I'd like is to be curled up with a blanket in someones arms.&amp;nbsp; I miss that feeling.&amp;nbsp; The feeling of being safe.&amp;nbsp; The feeling of knowing someone cares.&amp;nbsp; I guess it's just &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://listen.grooveshark.com/#/song/One_of_Those_Days/20984731"&gt;one of those days&lt;/a&gt;....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img1.visualizeus.com/thumbs/08/11/03/rain,street,umbrella,photography,rainy,road-fe268a821a5be6775d2d27458a442257_h.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" sr="true" src="http://img1.visualizeus.com/thumbs/08/11/03/rain,street,umbrella,photography,rainy,road-fe268a821a5be6775d2d27458a442257_h.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;When the timing is right (although is it ever right?) I will meet someone who completely&amp;nbsp;takes my breath away.&amp;nbsp; But this inbetween time gets hard.&amp;nbsp; And with the holidays coming up, that makes it even harder for me.&amp;nbsp; I'm sick of spending Christmas alone.&amp;nbsp; This is the time of year when I should be happiest and thankful for my friends and family --which I am.&amp;nbsp; But my life lacks that special kind of love.&amp;nbsp; And it's starting to take its toll on me.&amp;nbsp; I've become jaded by being hurt so many times before.&amp;nbsp; What if I never find true love?&amp;nbsp; What's life without it? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img2.visualizeus.com/thumbs/09/04/04/loves,words,black,love,motivation,typography-ea025d21ed7c31b6ce367def7c7e43c7_h.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="268" sr="true" src="http://img2.visualizeus.com/thumbs/09/04/04/loves,words,black,love,motivation,typography-ea025d21ed7c31b6ce367def7c7e43c7_h.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I know that these nostalgic feelings won't stick around for ever, because let's face it, "nothing lasts forever...even cold November rain."&amp;nbsp; I just need to remind myself of that sometimes.&amp;nbsp; And continue to keep an open heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;[images via: vi.sualize.us]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4708417349207145512-1452213994568832286?l=misskateowens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misskateowens.blogspot.com/feeds/1452213994568832286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://misskateowens.blogspot.com/2009/11/one-of-those-days.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4708417349207145512/posts/default/1452213994568832286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4708417349207145512/posts/default/1452213994568832286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misskateowens.blogspot.com/2009/11/one-of-those-days.html' title='One of those days.'/><author><name>Miss Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02066378744257884777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qeMzc6t60T0/TyLc9NooOUI/AAAAAAAAAQo/YQXEr04YMZ8/s1600/392030_10151020112305445_900080444_22052949_1357540381_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4708417349207145512.post-4641085822743741037</id><published>2009-11-04T08:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T06:33:11.342-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='documentary'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jack&apos;s Mannequin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Andrew McMahon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='leukemia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inspiration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dear Jack'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='something corporate'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cancer'/><title type='text'>Dear Jack</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I feel like I need to write something about this because everyone should know the amazing story behind the &lt;a href="http://dearjackmovie.com/"&gt;dear jack movie.&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp; I fell in love with Something Corporate in highschool.&amp;nbsp; They were my first "real" &lt;em&gt;favorite &lt;/em&gt;band.&amp;nbsp; I discovered them on my own.&amp;nbsp; Andrew's unique style of playing piano (he even plays the keys barefoot, yo!) is what got me.&amp;nbsp; I was IN love with this band.&amp;nbsp; I can't even count the number of times I have seen them live, or the number of times I have met Andrew.&amp;nbsp; But what I can say is that each time he was completely down to earth and SO so so so so appreaciative of his fans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i_55yayIXm8/SvGx7AnPEII/AAAAAAAAAFc/Ljycv58gh18/s1600-h/P4265735-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i_55yayIXm8/SvGx7AnPEII/AAAAAAAAAFc/Ljycv58gh18/s320/P4265735-1.jpg" vr="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I will never forget seeing Jack's Mannequin for the first time in 2005 in NYC.&amp;nbsp; I was sad about SoCo coming to an end but was excited to see Andrew's new project.&amp;nbsp; The show was nothing short of being amazing.&amp;nbsp; I was lucky enough to meet him again after that show and got a hug from him :)&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I believe that he was diagnosed with Leukemia shortly after this show and was admitted into a hospital in NYC.&amp;nbsp; My heart nearly broke into a million pieces.&amp;nbsp; I thought, how could something like cancer happen to a guy like this???&amp;nbsp; He was young.&amp;nbsp; He was healthy.&amp;nbsp; He was in the middle of touring and releasing his first album under Jack's Mannequin.&amp;nbsp; It wasn't fair.&amp;nbsp; It's never fair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i_55yayIXm8/SvGyIeRppXI/AAAAAAAAAFk/X0FqKMJ-UdQ/s1600-h/P4265736-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i_55yayIXm8/SvGyIeRppXI/AAAAAAAAAFk/X0FqKMJ-UdQ/s320/P4265736-1.jpg" vr="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But four years later and Andrew has seemed to have &lt;em&gt;beat &lt;/em&gt;his cancer.&amp;nbsp; The "Dear Jack" DVD was released yesterday, November 3rd.&amp;nbsp; I have not seen it yet, but I plan on buying it as soon as I can get to a best buy ha.&amp;nbsp; The dvd chronicles his struggle with leukemia, and features self-recorded footage in the hospital.&amp;nbsp; I know this will be hard to watch, but it comes with a happy ending; showing just how strong of an individual Andrew McMahon is. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here is the teaser for the movie:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="373" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/AJH6s-9zrJg&amp;amp;rel=1&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/AJH6s-9zrJg&amp;amp;rel=1&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="373"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;**Please don't take my pictures of Andrew. I took those this past May when I saw J.M. perform with Matt Nathanson.**&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4708417349207145512-4641085822743741037?l=misskateowens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misskateowens.blogspot.com/feeds/4641085822743741037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://misskateowens.blogspot.com/2009/11/dear-jack.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4708417349207145512/posts/default/4641085822743741037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4708417349207145512/posts/default/4641085822743741037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misskateowens.blogspot.com/2009/11/dear-jack.html' title='Dear Jack'/><author><name>Miss Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02066378744257884777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qeMzc6t60T0/TyLc9NooOUI/AAAAAAAAAQo/YQXEr04YMZ8/s1600/392030_10151020112305445_900080444_22052949_1357540381_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i_55yayIXm8/SvGx7AnPEII/AAAAAAAAAFc/Ljycv58gh18/s72-c/P4265735-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4708417349207145512.post-3273557856308737945</id><published>2009-11-03T13:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T13:44:02.299-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bed'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='john nolan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='existentialism on prom night'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='straylight run'/><title type='text'>You would kill for this, just a little bit...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"when the sun came up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;we were sleeping in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;sunk inside our blankets&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;sprawled across the bed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and we were dreaming&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i_55yayIXm8/SvCj9rwu_pI/AAAAAAAAAE8/vdGb_xBszOo/s1600-h/3854595258_ab511f3898_large.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i_55yayIXm8/SvCj9rwu_pI/AAAAAAAAAE8/vdGb_xBszOo/s320/3854595258_ab511f3898_large.jpg" vr="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;there are moments when i know it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;and the world revolves around us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;and we're keeping it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;keeping it all going&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;this delicate balance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;vulnerable&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;all knowing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i_55yayIXm8/SvChjtKzgXI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/ldY2wSDR-Gs/s1600-h/l_0f71d787d52549178b6060fa6614f9f5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i_55yayIXm8/SvChjtKzgXI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/ldY2wSDR-Gs/s320/l_0f71d787d52549178b6060fa6614f9f5.jpg" vr="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(sing like you think no one's listening)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;you would kill for this&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;just a little bit, just a little bit...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i_55yayIXm8/SvCh9a9Kr5I/AAAAAAAAAEY/UZcwiLckRNA/s1600-h/20090128071936.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i_55yayIXm8/SvCh9a9Kr5I/AAAAAAAAAEY/UZcwiLckRNA/s320/20090128071936.jpg" vr="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;so, sing me something soft&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;sad and delicate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;or loud and out of key&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;sing me anything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;we're glad for what we've got&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;done with what we've lost&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;our whole lives laid out right in front of us"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4708417349207145512-3273557856308737945?l=misskateowens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misskateowens.blogspot.com/feeds/3273557856308737945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://misskateowens.blogspot.com/2009/11/you-would-kill-for-this-just-little-bit.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4708417349207145512/posts/default/3273557856308737945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4708417349207145512/posts/default/3273557856308737945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misskateowens.blogspot.com/2009/11/you-would-kill-for-this-just-little-bit.html' title='You would kill for this, just a little bit...'/><author><name>Miss Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02066378744257884777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qeMzc6t60T0/TyLc9NooOUI/AAAAAAAAAQo/YQXEr04YMZ8/s1600/392030_10151020112305445_900080444_22052949_1357540381_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i_55yayIXm8/SvCj9rwu_pI/AAAAAAAAAE8/vdGb_xBszOo/s72-c/3854595258_ab511f3898_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4708417349207145512.post-1862844293382165119</id><published>2009-11-02T08:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T13:53:11.960-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='halloween'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='brand new'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='yankees'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='world series'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='go away swine flu'/><title type='text'>Happy November!</title><content type='html'>So, this past weekend was Halloween.&amp;nbsp; I had planned to just go trick-or-treating with my sister and my nephew.&amp;nbsp; But somehow I ended up going out, which was fun, minus a few tricks bahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But anyway this is how my night started out....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b169/jeters_principessa/utf-8BSU1HMDc4OTAuanBn-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b169/jeters_principessa/utf-8BSU1HMDc4OTAuanBn-1.jpg" vr="true" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(That green little blob is my nephew hehe...he was a dinosaur! And I was a nerd ha!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b169/jeters_principessa/utf-8BSU1HMDc4OTMuanBn.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="197" src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b169/jeters_principessa/utf-8BSU1HMDc4OTMuanBn.jpg" vr="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;(He didn't like the part that covered his head.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;After we tricked and treated, I threw a "costume" together at the last minute.&amp;nbsp; I honestly had nothing to wear so I did&amp;nbsp;the simplest thing I knew; I went as a Yankees fan!&amp;nbsp; (By the way they won that night, so that was rad!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b169/jeters_principessa/utf-8BSU1HMDc4OTguanBn-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b169/jeters_principessa/utf-8BSU1HMDc4OTguanBn-1.jpg" vr="true" width="233" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b169/jeters_principessa/utf-8BSU1HMDc5MDUuanBn-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b169/jeters_principessa/utf-8BSU1HMDc5MDUuanBn-1.jpg" vr="true" width="192" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;(hahahaha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Also, I can't believe that it's already November. 4 weeks until Thanksgiving, which means four weeks until I get to see my fav band, Brand New!!! SO stoked. It's been years since i've last seen them!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i_55yayIXm8/Su8NMAOS6YI/AAAAAAAAADY/gUmhFKq49Xw/s1600-h/up-Brand_New_2___Universal_Music_Canada.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i_55yayIXm8/Su8NMAOS6YI/AAAAAAAAADY/gUmhFKq49Xw/s320/up-Brand_New_2___Universal_Music_Canada.jpg" vr="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that's that. Overall it was a pretty nice weekend. Although today I feel like i'm getting sick.&amp;nbsp; Hopefully it's just me recovering from a weekend spent drinking and i'm NOT getting the swine flu! Ha. Oh and Yanks won both games. They are ONE more game away from winning the world series!!! Ahhhh I feel 15 all over again :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4708417349207145512-1862844293382165119?l=misskateowens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misskateowens.blogspot.com/feeds/1862844293382165119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://misskateowens.blogspot.com/2009/11/happy-november.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4708417349207145512/posts/default/1862844293382165119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4708417349207145512/posts/default/1862844293382165119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misskateowens.blogspot.com/2009/11/happy-november.html' title='Happy November!'/><author><name>Miss Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02066378744257884777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qeMzc6t60T0/TyLc9NooOUI/AAAAAAAAAQo/YQXEr04YMZ8/s1600/392030_10151020112305445_900080444_22052949_1357540381_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i_55yayIXm8/Su8NMAOS6YI/AAAAAAAAADY/gUmhFKq49Xw/s72-c/up-Brand_New_2___Universal_Music_Canada.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4708417349207145512.post-5824268385575482607</id><published>2009-10-28T17:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T08:53:58.974-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='yankees'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='world series'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my poor blog'/><title type='text'>Ahhhhh!!</title><content type='html'>I already messed up my blog. Yay me! I want 3 columns and when I uploaded the template it totally wiped out everrrrrrything I already had. Now i'm stuck with these awful looking colors. But i'm too sleepy to fix it tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh yeah and.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;THE YANKEES ARE PLAYING IN THE WOLRD SERIES RIIIIIIGHT NOW!! :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397816896606568210" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i_55yayIXm8/Sujl3lzV_xI/AAAAAAAAADI/23eWHwPzVLw/s320/new-york-yankees.jpg" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 251px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" /&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/4708417349207145512-5824268385575482607?l=misskateowens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misskateowens.blogspot.com/feeds/5824268385575482607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://misskateowens.blogspot.com/2009/10/ahhhhh.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4708417349207145512/posts/default/5824268385575482607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4708417349207145512/posts/default/5824268385575482607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misskateowens.blogspot.com/2009/10/ahhhhh.html' title='Ahhhhh!!'/><author><name>Miss Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02066378744257884777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qeMzc6t60T0/TyLc9NooOUI/AAAAAAAAAQo/YQXEr04YMZ8/s1600/392030_10151020112305445_900080444_22052949_1357540381_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i_55yayIXm8/Sujl3lzV_xI/AAAAAAAAADI/23eWHwPzVLw/s72-c/new-york-yankees.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4708417349207145512.post-7726043317987356812</id><published>2009-10-28T08:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T08:58:40.783-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Matching tatt's.</title><content type='html'>While the idea sounds cute, I find it actually pretty lame. And I only say that because I've noticed that EVERYONE is getting them in the same place on their hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 290px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://www.usmagazine.com/uploads/assets/articles/28988-lamar-khloe-tats/1256600804_tats.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Pu-leeez. Don't get me wrong, I like tiny tattoo's and if I were ever to get one i'd probably get something small like the ones above, but be more creative people!!!! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4708417349207145512-7726043317987356812?l=misskateowens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misskateowens.blogspot.com/feeds/7726043317987356812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://misskateowens.blogspot.com/2009/10/matching-tatts.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4708417349207145512/posts/default/7726043317987356812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4708417349207145512/posts/default/7726043317987356812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misskateowens.blogspot.com/2009/10/matching-tatts.html' title='Matching tatt&apos;s.'/><author><name>Miss Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02066378744257884777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qeMzc6t60T0/TyLc9NooOUI/AAAAAAAAAQo/YQXEr04YMZ8/s1600/392030_10151020112305445_900080444_22052949_1357540381_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4708417349207145512.post-2990065335078333326</id><published>2009-10-27T09:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T09:51:32.655-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hollaween.</title><content type='html'>Sooo Halloween is in approximately 3 days. Ahhh! I don't even have a costume. I was planning on being a bumble bee. You know, something like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 292px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397322344305931570" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i_55yayIXm8/SuckE26iNTI/AAAAAAAAACw/353Y24MUaDg/s320/beeeeeeee.bmp" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.polyvore.com/bumble_bee/set?id=9995482"&gt;http://www.polyvore.com/bumble_bee/set?id=9995482&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the addition of wings. However, I doubt I would have enough time to get everything together. I'm not really a huge halloween person. Yeah it's fun but it's also a lame excuse for girls to dress up like trash and for everyone to be one big drunk mess together. No thanks. I'll keep it classy and stick to trick-or-treating with my nephew!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last year he was a month old around halloween. This year he'll be 13 months so he'll be old enough to get my sister and I candy! ;) He's gonna be a dinosaur:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 180px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 207px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://images.halloweencostumes.org/kids-dinosaur-costume.jpg" /&gt;Should be fun. Definitely will have to post pictures of his little costume! yay :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4708417349207145512-2990065335078333326?l=misskateowens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misskateowens.blogspot.com/feeds/2990065335078333326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://misskateowens.blogspot.com/2009/10/hollaween.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4708417349207145512/posts/default/2990065335078333326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4708417349207145512/posts/default/2990065335078333326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misskateowens.blogspot.com/2009/10/hollaween.html' title='Hollaween.'/><author><name>Miss Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02066378744257884777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qeMzc6t60T0/TyLc9NooOUI/AAAAAAAAAQo/YQXEr04YMZ8/s1600/392030_10151020112305445_900080444_22052949_1357540381_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i_55yayIXm8/SuckE26iNTI/AAAAAAAAACw/353Y24MUaDg/s72-c/beeeeeeee.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4708417349207145512.post-8952327038601974781</id><published>2009-10-19T10:05:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T08:55:45.199-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new kid on the block'/><title type='text'>ummm</title><content type='html'>hi blogger?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4708417349207145512-8952327038601974781?l=misskateowens.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misskateowens.blogspot.com/feeds/8952327038601974781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://misskateowens.blogspot.com/2009/10/ummm.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4708417349207145512/posts/default/8952327038601974781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4708417349207145512/posts/default/8952327038601974781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misskateowens.blogspot.com/2009/10/ummm.html' title='ummm'/><author><name>Miss Kate</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02066378744257884777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qeMzc6t60T0/TyLc9NooOUI/AAAAAAAAAQo/YQXEr04YMZ8/s1600/392030_10151020112305445_900080444_22052949_1357540381_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
