<?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-21681136</id><updated>2011-04-22T01:56:54.106-03:00</updated><category term='aprils insane life as we know it.'/><title type='text'>Touched By An Idiot</title><subtitle type='html'>Touched By An Idiot is the title to my comic, which is on hold, till i graduate from Graphic Design. 

I may post some old comics up, I may not... 

So this is the inside of my head, and random ramblings; welcome to my world. 

be afriad... be sorta afriad.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://touchedbyanidiot.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21681136/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://touchedbyanidiot.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>April</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11154382911379464673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v209/aprilmayjune/100_0753nm.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>17</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21681136.post-1169341880298037094</id><published>2007-03-05T13:54:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-03-05T14:14:41.037-04:00</updated><title type='text'>fake tales of san francisco</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;I feel so... not me lately. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;yah.. depressed sounds like a good word. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;but I don't know why.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;well, maybe I do. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;I think it's school, and the fact that I'm home sick. and the fact i cant go home for march break. thanks mom and dad... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;and I think itis because I stress over the smallest of things. and I stress over the big ones not enough. i have enough money to due me for 3 months..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;BARELY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;yippee....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;so now I'm looking through the phone book for printing shops and what-not for a place I could possibly apply for. if I don't get something, I guess it's retail shit for me. or a lovely restaurant gig. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;I hate dealing with people. manily because most of them are incompentant. or not english....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;I don't have anything against foregniers... *fuck I can't spell* I just can't understand a damn thing they say, because of their accents. it's sad really... but I just can't... and sometimes I feel awful for it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;oh well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;but ya... if you see me sad looking.. and I say some bullshit that I'm "TIRED" it really means that somethings wrong, but I don't want to talk about it.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;if I do, i'll come to you, if not... just.. let me be. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;I need some me time... and I may come across as distance.. it's just me going through my phase thing... I do this a lot... not sure why though.. but it helps me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;well... I think it does. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;and some things are starting to get to me... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;I NEED A FUCKING BREAK.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;and I can't go fucking anywheres...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;FUCK.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;and I need a new roomate soon.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;I can't deal with Jody's bullshit anymore. nice person and all... but she needs a slap in the face of what reality is sometimes... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;oh and I just looooove how she's having a fucking party here, and didn't even bother to ask me if I'm ok with it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;and I ask her all the time if she's ok with me having a party, whenever I do. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;AND THIS IS MY APARTMENT FOR FUCK SAKES.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;so I'm going to throw a party on *opps* the same day she does, and "forget" to tell her about it.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;maybe she'll find out about it on facebook like I did. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;weeeeee!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;so I'm depressed and bitter. and maybe a tad bit broken on the inside. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;yah, sounds about right... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;I just want spring to come and to go home.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;but that won't happen anytime soon. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;yea for life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21681136-1169341880298037094?l=touchedbyanidiot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://touchedbyanidiot.blogspot.com/feeds/1169341880298037094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21681136&amp;postID=1169341880298037094' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21681136/posts/default/1169341880298037094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21681136/posts/default/1169341880298037094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://touchedbyanidiot.blogspot.com/2007/03/fake-tales-of-san-francisco.html' title='fake tales of san francisco'/><author><name>April</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11154382911379464673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v209/aprilmayjune/100_0753nm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21681136.post-82222724928675721</id><published>2007-02-27T20:32:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-02-27T20:35:58.288-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Crime of the Century</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande; color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;i think everyone can relate to this...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande; color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;the one you love/like is the one that doesnt feel the same towards you; and the one who has feelings for you, you dont back... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande; color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;its a visious cycle... and i want out.. now please....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande; color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;and why am i so paraniod at times?? really though? sometimes i wish i wasnt so much like my grand-mother. pretty soon ill be taking pills to calm me down as well... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21681136-82222724928675721?l=touchedbyanidiot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://touchedbyanidiot.blogspot.com/feeds/82222724928675721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21681136&amp;postID=82222724928675721' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21681136/posts/default/82222724928675721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21681136/posts/default/82222724928675721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://touchedbyanidiot.blogspot.com/2007/02/crime-of-century.html' title='Crime of the Century'/><author><name>April</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11154382911379464673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v209/aprilmayjune/100_0753nm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21681136.post-3606723773537539231</id><published>2007-02-18T12:26:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-02-18T12:33:02.679-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Whatever people say i am, thats what im not</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;another weekend going by once again too quickly. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;though i had a great weekend, which started on thrusday. birthday party at hunters and it was trivia night. holy crap, so much fun. and we had cake! joys. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;friday night, house "cooling" party. oh my. what fun. going to miss that apartment. oh well. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;then saturday night, movies (because i said so... which was really great, and made me hate movies even more, for making me wish my life was like a movie, and that i could fin true love like that. holy crap, fuck you movies, fuck you), then doolys (really fun! i love playing pool, despite the fact i cant really play all that well, but better then most), then a trip to Babas (a really cool band was playing, and wow, theyre really good. love their stuff). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;all-in-all, this weekend was really good. and tonight, im going to finish it all off with homework! isnt that just lovely? i think so. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21681136-3606723773537539231?l=touchedbyanidiot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://touchedbyanidiot.blogspot.com/feeds/3606723773537539231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21681136&amp;postID=3606723773537539231' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21681136/posts/default/3606723773537539231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21681136/posts/default/3606723773537539231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://touchedbyanidiot.blogspot.com/2007/02/whatever-people-say-i-am-thats-what-im.html' title='Whatever people say i am, thats what im not'/><author><name>April</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11154382911379464673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v209/aprilmayjune/100_0753nm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21681136.post-2114242745343694802</id><published>2007-02-01T17:15:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-02-01T17:18:42.150-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='aprils insane life as we know it.'/><title type='text'>I Bet That You Look Good On The Dance Floor</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;omgvalentinesdayiscomingsoon.... ihopeigetavalentine....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;writing like that is  hard work... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;butireallydohopeido... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;3&lt;3&lt;3&lt;/span&gt; luvs for my friends! cause they rock my socks! XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21681136-2114242745343694802?l=touchedbyanidiot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://touchedbyanidiot.blogspot.com/feeds/2114242745343694802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21681136&amp;postID=2114242745343694802' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21681136/posts/default/2114242745343694802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21681136/posts/default/2114242745343694802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://touchedbyanidiot.blogspot.com/2007/02/i-bet-that-you-look-good-on-dance-floor.html' title='I Bet That You Look Good On The Dance Floor'/><author><name>April</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11154382911379464673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v209/aprilmayjune/100_0753nm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21681136.post-221963838725596577</id><published>2007-01-28T22:34:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-01-28T22:41:33.369-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='aprils insane life as we know it.'/><title type='text'>Shoot the Runner</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uQF36duQ2Ro/Rb1efU_NpeI/AAAAAAAAAAM/o_ZXSoB4_e8/s1600-h/MeChev%26April.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uQF36duQ2Ro/Rb1efU_NpeI/AAAAAAAAAAM/o_ZXSoB4_e8/s320/MeChev%26April.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025276651518141922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt;fuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;well this weekend was pretty good. started off with a date on friday night, to find out the guy is a bit wacked. then on saturday night, i had pre drinks with this guy im currently seeing... another brad. hahaha. brads... fuck. anyways, we watched the hockey game, and did some fun stuff. lol. then i went to the islander, i was pretty drunk. but it was fun. haha. jody was hitting on this gross old cop... oh my. chev was drunk, kelley almost got into a fight with 3 boys! oh my! hahah. wish i was there to see that. i probably would shot my mouth off. haha. yea for liquor. next weekend, maybe a party here??? who knows. i want one. want to invite brad to come over so everyone can meet. heeh. it would be fun! right???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;well i guess thats it. i should finish my structure project for tomorrow. gaaaah..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21681136-221963838725596577?l=touchedbyanidiot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://touchedbyanidiot.blogspot.com/feeds/221963838725596577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21681136&amp;postID=221963838725596577' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21681136/posts/default/221963838725596577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21681136/posts/default/221963838725596577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://touchedbyanidiot.blogspot.com/2007/01/shoot-runner.html' title='Shoot the Runner'/><author><name>April</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11154382911379464673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v209/aprilmayjune/100_0753nm.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_uQF36duQ2Ro/Rb1efU_NpeI/AAAAAAAAAAM/o_ZXSoB4_e8/s72-c/MeChev%26April.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21681136.post-7459152117880124788</id><published>2007-01-25T22:08:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-01-25T22:08:43.855-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;BOYS MAKE MY HEAD HURT. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande; color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;that is all.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21681136-7459152117880124788?l=touchedbyanidiot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://touchedbyanidiot.blogspot.com/feeds/7459152117880124788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21681136&amp;postID=7459152117880124788' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21681136/posts/default/7459152117880124788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21681136/posts/default/7459152117880124788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://touchedbyanidiot.blogspot.com/2007/01/boys-make-my-head-hurt.html' title=''/><author><name>April</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11154382911379464673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v209/aprilmayjune/100_0753nm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21681136.post-7028582213881689456</id><published>2007-01-11T20:26:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-01-11T20:38:31.372-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='aprils insane life as we know it.'/><title type='text'>thanks, that was fun</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;boys suck. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;stupid boys.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;omg! shoes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;hahaha.. ooh.. i kill myself. yah, boys suck.. haha... ooh.. what a confusing life i live! brad is all like, i want to be just friends so i can figure out what i want to do in life.. blah blah.. power to him, but i didnt like the jerking around bit. like, we're seeing each other, then he goes out with another girl.. the we fight, and all is well, then hes all like, im going out west, i cry, we say we love each other, hes out west, says he misses me, and loves me, comes home a month later, and says we should be just friends. thanks asshole. dont tell me shit, if nothing is going to become of it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;but then, just as that happens, an old guy friend of mine, comes back into my life, and maybe all is well again. annnd.. theres a cute boy living under me in the apartment. which is nice. i should "bump" into him sometime. haha.. call me boy crazy! it has its ups and downs, but all-in-all its fun, but then again, in kelleys words it can be like DEATH. yea boys. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;and in other news today, i got an audition for a voice acting job doing a female voice for the animation company Trapeze. haha. i applied there, for animation, and where did that get me? it got me to where i am today, BACK IN SCHOOL. which i love! but still. maybe, this will get my foot in the door perhaps? i dont know, im not going to get my hopes up, ive been doing that too much lately, only to bring myself down 2 notches more. LIFE IS GRAND. oh i hope design gets me places. cause i really want to do soething with my art, and make some good money. oh, that would be lovely! and maybe get a nice place somewheres in the city of wherever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;sometimes i wish i lived a normal life, but then i just slap that bitch and tell her to shut up, cause i love all this insaneness, it makes life a bit more fun, despite all of the downfalls. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21681136-7028582213881689456?l=touchedbyanidiot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://touchedbyanidiot.blogspot.com/feeds/7028582213881689456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v209/aprilmayjune/100_0753nm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21681136.post-5130903958485193062</id><published>2007-01-09T12:19:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-01-09T12:25:17.149-04:00</updated><title type='text'>this is me not working on stuff i should be</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;strong style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Firsts/Lasts&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;FIRST REAL BEST FRIEND:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Sharon MacKenzie - till she moved and we havent talked since. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;FIRST SCHOOL:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;West Pictou Elementry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;FIRST CELL PHONE:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;my pink one! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;FIRST FUNERAL:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Grandfathers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;FIRST PET:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Buddy, my black lab.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;FIRST BIG TRIP:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Quebec....I need to get out more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;FIRST CELEBRITY CRUSH:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;JTT. hahaha... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;FIRST TIME OUT OF THE COUNTRY?:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;NEVER....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;FIRST JOB:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Eastern Sing Print... they own my soul...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;FIRST FACEBOOK FRIEND:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;uh.. you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EVERYONE HAS THEIR LASTS:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;LAST PERSON YOU HUGGED:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;jojo or pj... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;LAST CAR RIDE:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;when kelley drove me home. like always. id be dead without her. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;LAST TIME YOU CRIED?:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;today. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;LAST MOVIE YOU WATCHED:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;the davinci code.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;LAST FOOD YOU ATE:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;tv dinner thinger and water.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;LAST ITEM BOUGHT:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;food.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;LAST SHIRT WORN:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;uuh.. a purple t-shirt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;LAST PHONE CALL:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Brad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;LAST TEXT MESSAGE:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Pj.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;LAST THING YOU TOUCHED:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;uhh... this key borad...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;LAST FUNERAL:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;great aunt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;LAST TIME AT THE MALL:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Saturday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;LAST TIME YOU WERE EXCITED FOR SOMETHING:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Saturday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;LAST PERSON YOU SAW:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Kelley&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;LAST THING YOU DRANK:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Water&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;LAST PERSON THAT BROKE YOUR HEART:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Brad. hahaha.... =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;LAST TIME YOU WERE REALLY HONESTLY HAPPY?:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;i cant remember when... haha.. how sad i am...  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21681136-5130903958485193062?l=touchedbyanidiot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://touchedbyanidiot.blogspot.com/feeds/5130903958485193062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21681136&amp;postID=5130903958485193062' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21681136/posts/default/5130903958485193062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21681136/posts/default/5130903958485193062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://touchedbyanidiot.blogspot.com/2007/01/this-is-me-not-working-on-stuff-i.html' title='this is me not working on stuff i should be'/><author><name>April</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11154382911379464673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v209/aprilmayjune/100_0753nm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21681136.post-5213155198236710421</id><published>2007-01-07T16:57:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-01-07T17:02:20.877-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Gaaaah!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt;boys.. they hurt the mind and the heart..... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt;sometimes, they just plain out confuse the fuck out of me...  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt;i have no idea whats going on anymore... and that sucks... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt;sometimes i feel like im being used... which sucks even more...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt;and then... sometimes, i feel like im on cloud number 9... which sucks when i come back down....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt;gaaaaah.. i dont like this at all.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i think i'll go back to bed....&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21681136-5213155198236710421?l=touchedbyanidiot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://touchedbyanidiot.blogspot.com/feeds/5213155198236710421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21681136&amp;postID=5213155198236710421' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21681136/posts/default/5213155198236710421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21681136/posts/default/5213155198236710421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://touchedbyanidiot.blogspot.com/2007/01/gaaaah.html' title='Gaaaah!!'/><author><name>April</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11154382911379464673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v209/aprilmayjune/100_0753nm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21681136.post-1504033425299218920</id><published>2007-01-04T11:31:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-01-04T11:39:47.614-04:00</updated><title type='text'>WOOO!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;BRADS BACK!!!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;i feel so happy.. ooh.. he surprised me!! he told me some of his friends were going over here to the bars.. and they may stop in.. so i was all like.. yah ok. annd and.. i wasnt excpeting him at all.. caus ei was talking to him online. and he was all like.. yah.. working today.. and stuff.. gaaah!!! then the friends came.. he wasnt there with them.. then there was a knock at my door. .so i go and look.. and no one was there.. then i looked down the hallway.. and he was there!!!! gaaaaah!! awww... in kelleys words "it made my heart go... OHH..." oh.. it did!!! i almost cried.. ahaha... but ooh.. it was the best!!! and stuff.. oooh.. i love him... but he only stayed for a bit, cuase he just got home and wanted to go out with his friends.. ooh.. i wouldve went out.. but i had class this morning.. though i couldve went out, cause the class was like what? 10 mins long.. and now i feel like death cause im sick.. ugh.. i thinkn its norwalk.. which is not cool.. anyways.. so yah.. brads back.. im happy and this weekend is going to be the weekend of delights!!! ooh.. yea!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;shout out to chev cause its her birthday!!! happy birthday!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;ooh..... my heart.... i think aprils in love.... for the first time ever.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21681136-1504033425299218920?l=touchedbyanidiot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://touchedbyanidiot.blogspot.com/feeds/1504033425299218920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21681136&amp;postID=1504033425299218920' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21681136/posts/default/1504033425299218920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21681136/posts/default/1504033425299218920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://touchedbyanidiot.blogspot.com/2007/01/wooo.html' title='WOOO!'/><author><name>April</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11154382911379464673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v209/aprilmayjune/100_0753nm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21681136.post-1896382036258053446</id><published>2007-01-02T14:55:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-01-02T15:02:55.905-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 2007!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande; color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;holy shit its 2007!! i cant believe it.. its werid.. 2007! SEVEN!!! i can remeber when it was 2000!! now theres a 7!!! holy frig i feel old. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande; color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;anyways.. christmas was fun! and new years was great as well!  kelley and chev came over and it was good! we were drinking, eating and being merry! haha! and hopefully this weekend will be just as great!! 3 birthdays in one!! wooo!!  shout out to PJ, cause today is his birthday! woo! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande; color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;ooh.. its soo good to be back, though it feels as though only a weekend went by and not 2 weeks. lol.. good god! time passes by so fast when youre having fun! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21681136-1896382036258053446?l=touchedbyanidiot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://touchedbyanidiot.blogspot.com/feeds/1896382036258053446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21681136&amp;postID=1896382036258053446' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21681136/posts/default/1896382036258053446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21681136/posts/default/1896382036258053446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://touchedbyanidiot.blogspot.com/2007/01/happy-2007.html' title='Happy 2007!!'/><author><name>April</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11154382911379464673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v209/aprilmayjune/100_0753nm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21681136.post-1443762802580311863</id><published>2006-12-25T22:05:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-12-25T22:30:56.621-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The most wonderful time of the yeeeeeeaaaaar....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;well another christmas has come and gone, now onto the new year! craziness is all i can say about it. though it was a good time. open gifts at my parents place, then drive for 30 mins to my grandparents place to open more. WONDERFUL! and i got pestered by my uncle. which is ok. lots of food!!! turkey galore. and talk about the junk food!! gaaaaah... my tummy. and then tomorrow we're having a lebanese dinner at my grand parents place! cant wait!! gaaaah.. soo good. gonna leanr how to make it myself one of these days. maybe tomorrow. hopefully. and then we go home again! gaaah.. i love my grandparents.. theyre crazy, but i still love them. aaaahhhh... i got like a ton of gouache for christmas!! excited about it, kinda sad though... but still very enjoyable. annnd i got my mp3 player!! and its PINK!!! wooo! got some clothes.. and these kick ass fuzzy furry slippers!!! and some money.. and some things for my apartment... and these nifty lamps!! haha.. i got kitchen stuff.. i feel so old. but i love it!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;ahhhhh... great times. now everyone remember about the new years party iim having!! be there or be a lame ass!!! bring drinks! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;i hope everyone had a great Christmas!!! see you in the new year!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21681136-1443762802580311863?l=touchedbyanidiot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://touchedbyanidiot.blogspot.com/feeds/1443762802580311863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21681136&amp;postID=1443762802580311863' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21681136/posts/default/1443762802580311863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21681136/posts/default/1443762802580311863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://touchedbyanidiot.blogspot.com/2006/12/most-wonderful-time-of-yeeeeeeaaaaar.html' title='The most wonderful time of the yeeeeeeaaaaar....'/><author><name>April</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11154382911379464673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v209/aprilmayjune/100_0753nm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21681136.post-1453289792592332080</id><published>2006-12-15T15:47:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-12-15T16:03:18.437-04:00</updated><title type='text'>wtf...O_o</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;well last night was a great time! pre drinks at pjs place was a good ol' time. talking and getting drunk, and taking random pics are always fun. then me and kelley, being slow asses as we are, got stopped by some random crazy lady asking us for a toonie.. and then continued talking to us.. kelley was of no help, cause she kept talking to her!! gaaaah... and then she was saying something about being beat up by her bf/husband? anyways... kelley told her to get a bat, and the lady said she did that! hahaha.. oh dear lord...O_o so then kelley was all like, "GET A HAMMER AND BEAT THE SHIT OUT OF HIM!!!" in her loudest voice possible of course. and then we ran away as soon as she turned around, for 2 blocks. wasnt that great?! ugh.. drunk... running out of shape, not a good mixture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then after all that, we got to the bowling alley. fun! everyone was glowing! from the black light, and prob sweat. eww. haha. and then we all did shot of kalua?!? what.. i cant spell that, let alone drink it.. gross! the bowling part was fun though. but they only have 5 pins here! what!? 5 pins?? thats madness! we have 10 pins!! gahaha.. more things to hit with small hard balls! i got second place though on my team! cause i rock!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then after all that fun stuff, we decided to go to sandys. well wasnt that a great idea! damn im jealous of his place and all of the nifty things he has. bleh. got to see some of his sketch books, and well shit.. mine looks like crap compare to his old stuff when he was in college. and the funny part of going to sandys is we smoked up with our teacher. that makes this year awesome. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so then, me and emily decided to go and get some chinese food. that was delightful. i was sooo stuffed! gaaah.. but it was worth it. that my friends was deffinitly one of the best night over here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.. and now its time to go home, and chillax. though i will miss people terribly. even though its only going to be for 2 weeks, but still.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they say the people you meet in college, usually end up being your friends for life. well so far of my first college experince i can say i do have a few friends, that no matter where i go, they will always be there for me, as i for them. now meeting these crazy characters over here, i know itll be the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE YOU GUYS!!!! &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21681136-1453289792592332080?l=touchedbyanidiot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://touchedbyanidiot.blogspot.com/feeds/1453289792592332080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21681136&amp;postID=1453289792592332080' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21681136/posts/default/1453289792592332080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21681136/posts/default/1453289792592332080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://touchedbyanidiot.blogspot.com/2006/12/wtfoo.html' title='wtf...O_o'/><author><name>April</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11154382911379464673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v209/aprilmayjune/100_0753nm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21681136.post-6970773580296489770</id><published>2006-12-12T17:08:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-12-12T17:20:07.807-04:00</updated><title type='text'>1/4 way done of graphic design</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;that is freaking scary... thats im 1/4 way done of this course. it like flew by so fast. gaaah.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;well anyways, i got my evaluation over and done with today. and it went well!! wooo! i have to up some things, but all in all, i did well, and the 72% i gave myself was lower than what i got, which is fantastic! now i have to take all of that stuff home... which is going to be insane.. haha. some of it will go back on my wall! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;you guys are going to hate me for this... buuuuut, brad talked to me last night, and says he misses me a lot. and that he really does love me, and cant wait for the summer. heehee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21681136-6970773580296489770?l=touchedbyanidiot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://touchedbyanidiot.blogspot.com/feeds/6970773580296489770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21681136&amp;postID=6970773580296489770' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21681136/posts/default/6970773580296489770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21681136/posts/default/6970773580296489770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://touchedbyanidiot.blogspot.com/2006/12/14-way-done-of-graphic-design.html' title='1/4 way done of graphic design'/><author><name>April</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11154382911379464673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v209/aprilmayjune/100_0753nm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21681136.post-2221865026901068939</id><published>2006-12-11T17:55:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-12-11T18:43:59.799-04:00</updated><title type='text'>pfffffttt</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;i didnt have my evaluation today... looks like ill be getting up early for tomorrow. gaah. i was hoping id have no more early morning till i come back here. oh well, things could be worse. like, i could suck really bad at everything, and like, be sent back home. but that will never happen. haa. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;im going to miss it here during the holidays. cause i was thinking today how its going to suck going home and be away from everyone. which is weird. i like living on my own. its nice. i do miss my family, and the very few friends i have at home. gaaah... it should be fun though! i get to see my family i havent seen since like, last Christmas, and the summer, and i get to go visit people, and do the traditional thing we always do every christmas for the past 20 years, and thats going to val and regs place for christmas eve. i cant wait! i think this year im more excited about going there, than christmas day itself. i get to go out and drink with the boys! haha! they think its funny that i drink now. oooh.. theyre so silly, my older bros. i wonder if they will go out to the bars this year, thatd be cool. hrrm... i should ask them. and then we get to go home, open one gift, which is a christmas ornament like every year. christmas day is fun. we open everything, make a mess, get breakfast, and then go to my grandparents house, and make another mess. teehee! im excited. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;this year im having myself a new years party. hopefully people can make it. it will be my first new years party, ever. kinda sad that ive never been to one let alone have one. so yah, excited!! you people best be coming. im thinking of maybe people bring some like food, so it could almost be like a pot-luck thinger... but then again.. maybe not.. i dunno. maybe just munchies? hrrmmm.. maybe. depends on how many people come. cant wait! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;my god.. im bored.. having nothing due is nice, but already its driving me nuts cause i have nothing to do, maybe after my evaluation ill go shopping. yah... that sounds good. =) shopping is always fun. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21681136-2221865026901068939?l=touchedbyanidiot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://touchedbyanidiot.blogspot.com/feeds/2221865026901068939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21681136&amp;postID=2221865026901068939' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21681136/posts/default/2221865026901068939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21681136/posts/default/2221865026901068939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://touchedbyanidiot.blogspot.com/2006/12/pfffffttt.html' title='pfffffttt'/><author><name>April</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11154382911379464673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v209/aprilmayjune/100_0753nm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21681136.post-8652124944317592120</id><published>2006-12-11T00:20:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-12-11T00:27:59.375-04:00</updated><title type='text'>things NOT to paint with gouache...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Sunsets.... never EVER do a sunset in gouache.. unless you want to go insane... i think sandy is going to kill me for it... at least it doesnt look really painterly like. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;also another thing not to do a day before your project is due, change your mind of what youre doing at 7pm... not such a good move on that one.  and then to think.. OOOO pretty sunset!!! lets do that!!! gawhahaa.... *bang*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some good news.. brad called me again last night to see if i remembered him calling me the night before (cause i was a tad bit drunk), and just to tell me again that he misses me... HOW FREAKING CUTE IS THAT!? i think that is the only thing that gets me through the day, is talking to him. gaaah... im a sap.. and well my friends get me through the day as well. cause thats the power of FRIENDSHIP!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21681136-8652124944317592120?l=touchedbyanidiot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://touchedbyanidiot.blogspot.com/feeds/8652124944317592120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21681136&amp;postID=8652124944317592120' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21681136/posts/default/8652124944317592120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21681136/posts/default/8652124944317592120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://touchedbyanidiot.blogspot.com/2006/12/things-not-to-paint-with-gouache.html' title='things NOT to paint with gouache...'/><author><name>April</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11154382911379464673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v209/aprilmayjune/100_0753nm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21681136.post-116570226325118632</id><published>2006-12-09T18:03:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-12-09T19:38:01.133-04:00</updated><title type='text'>well.. im back here</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;havent been on blogger for like a million years.. back on it cause, i now know people on this site. hahaha... this is silly. so yah!! i hope you guys are happy i reactivated this space. the things i do. gawh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;so nothing much going on in my life...  school is almost done for the holidays, which is grand! i get to go home and see my family. and... friends? fuck you pictou county. i wish my friends lived closer to me.. maybe ill go to halifax for a day, and see some of them. why do you guys live so far away??? ugh... and now im going home for 2 weeks, ill be missing my islander friends. speaking of missing.. i miss brad. awww... and he misses me. i think thats awesome. i wish he wouldve stayed until after Christmas before going out west. oh well. he best be coming home before my birthday!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;well i hope i do well in my evaluation on Tuesday... i hate doing this shit.. "youre good at this, but not at this, youre weakest point is this... blah blah blah.. work on this during the holiday... " oh what fun! oh graphic design, how i love you. waaaaaaay better than animation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;i think thats it, thats all im writing for a bit. maybe.. or maybe ill try to write something in it every day like i tryed on my live journal account... and my many other accounts.. NO MORE ACCOUNTS ON THINGS!!!! i have too many... gaawwwh....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21681136-116570226325118632?l=touchedbyanidiot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://touchedbyanidiot.blogspot.com/feeds/116570226325118632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21681136&amp;postID=116570226325118632' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21681136/posts/default/116570226325118632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21681136/posts/default/116570226325118632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://touchedbyanidiot.blogspot.com/2006/12/well-im-back-here.html' title='well.. im back here'/><author><name>April</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11154382911379464673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v209/aprilmayjune/100_0753nm.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
