<?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-6203915</id><updated>2011-04-21T22:14:28.140-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Angel</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyssat.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203915/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyssat.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203915/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Lyss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10927032388562769959</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/73/1048/640/Picture%20of%20Me.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>144</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6203915.post-111628470255561919</id><published>2005-05-16T18:00:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2005-05-16T18:05:02.560-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>A month has passed since I last posted in here.  Not that it really matters, but yeah.  It's been good.  That day when I posted a month ago was really interesting, but it didn't turn out too badly.  Hehe.  And school is almost over.  Holy crap.  The big dance is Friday, which means 8th grade day is friday too!  Yay! Well, don't really feel like posting a whole lot now.  Later.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyssat.blogspot.com/feeds/111628470255561919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6203915&amp;postID=111628470255561919' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203915/posts/default/111628470255561919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203915/posts/default/111628470255561919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyssat.blogspot.com/2005/05/month-has-passed-since-i-last-posted_16.html' title=''/><author><name>Lyss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10927032388562769959</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/73/1048/640/Picture%20of%20Me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6203915.post-111628470232738186</id><published>2005-05-16T18:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-05-16T18:05:02.333-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>A month has passed since I last posted in here.  Not that it really matters, but yeah.  It's been good.  That day when I posted a month ago was really interesting, but it didn't turn out too badly.  Hehe.  And school is almost over.  Holy crap.  The big dance is Friday, which means 8th grade day is friday too!  Yay! Well, don't really feel like posting a whole lot now.  Later.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyssat.blogspot.com/feeds/111628470232738186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6203915&amp;postID=111628470232738186' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203915/posts/default/111628470232738186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203915/posts/default/111628470232738186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyssat.blogspot.com/2005/05/month-has-passed-since-i-last-posted.html' title=''/><author><name>Lyss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10927032388562769959</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/73/1048/640/Picture%20of%20Me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6203915.post-111370843365407576</id><published>2005-04-16T22:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-04-16T22:27:13.653-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Tonight was...interesting.  Very interesting.  And it'll be even more interesting to see how it goes from here.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyssat.blogspot.com/feeds/111370843365407576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6203915&amp;postID=111370843365407576' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203915/posts/default/111370843365407576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203915/posts/default/111370843365407576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyssat.blogspot.com/2005/04/tonight-was.html' title=''/><author><name>Lyss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10927032388562769959</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/73/1048/640/Picture%20of%20Me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6203915.post-111301118243391271</id><published>2005-04-08T20:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-04-08T20:46:22.433-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Sometimes I wish I didn't exist as a person.  Then I could just watch he world as a spectator, and not as a participant.  The I wouldn't have to worry about the teenage population I am a part of.  Then I wouldn't have crap to say about anyone, or crap to do to anyone.  I mean, I wouldn't exist.  I'd make things so much easier about now.  That or I wish I could withdraw from everyone, go away for </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyssat.blogspot.com/feeds/111301118243391271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6203915&amp;postID=111301118243391271' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203915/posts/default/111301118243391271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203915/posts/default/111301118243391271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyssat.blogspot.com/2005/04/sometimes-i-wish-i-didnt-exist-as.html' title=''/><author><name>Lyss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10927032388562769959</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/73/1048/640/Picture%20of%20Me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6203915.post-111033417834011420</id><published>2005-03-08T21:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-08T21:09:38.340-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Well, my birthday is tomorrow.  Right now it feels like grandma's death is really sinking in.  I mean, thins may sound stupid, but she never, ever forgot my birthday.  Ever.  Every year I would get a card.  No matter how forgetful she was, I'd always have that little momento.  She'd tell me she loved me and send me a few dollars.  Little did I know that such a little thing would be making me </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyssat.blogspot.com/feeds/111033417834011420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6203915&amp;postID=111033417834011420' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203915/posts/default/111033417834011420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203915/posts/default/111033417834011420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyssat.blogspot.com/2005/03/well-my-birthday-is-tomorrow.html' title=''/><author><name>Lyss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10927032388562769959</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/73/1048/640/Picture%20of%20Me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6203915.post-111024849306774056</id><published>2005-03-07T21:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-07T21:21:33.066-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I.  Am.  So.  Lame.No really.But I'm still cool...right?Oh yeah.I'm not obsessed...Really.I'm not.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyssat.blogspot.com/feeds/111024849306774056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6203915&amp;postID=111024849306774056' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203915/posts/default/111024849306774056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203915/posts/default/111024849306774056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyssat.blogspot.com/2005/03/i.html' title=''/><author><name>Lyss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10927032388562769959</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/73/1048/640/Picture%20of%20Me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6203915.post-110998546150733052</id><published>2005-03-04T19:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-04T20:17:41.513-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Woot.  Woot.  Another pointless survey!1. What brand of toothpaste? The Crest citrus stuff...2. Shampoo Conditioner in one or separate? separate3. What Brands? Garnier, VO5, whatever my mom happens to buy...4. Do spiders scare you? they didn't, but now they do5. Do you roll your socks or pull them up? pull them up.  I'm so dorky.6. What is your favorite comic (like in the paper!)? zits, baby </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyssat.blogspot.com/feeds/110998546150733052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6203915&amp;postID=110998546150733052' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203915/posts/default/110998546150733052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203915/posts/default/110998546150733052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyssat.blogspot.com/2005/03/woot.html' title=''/><author><name>Lyss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10927032388562769959</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/73/1048/640/Picture%20of%20Me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6203915.post-110972846858709811</id><published>2005-03-01T20:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-04T20:18:54.033-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Adventures in Bra Shopping(If you are of the XY gender, and prefer not to further read this, feel free.)Ah yes.  The wonders of bra shopping with your mother.  How is it that mothers feel absolutely NO shame?  Right, well we went to Walmart, and went to the bra section.  So far, so good.  Then my mom tells me I must try them on.  I go up to the dressing room lady, and get my number card.  As I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyssat.blogspot.com/feeds/110972846858709811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6203915&amp;postID=110972846858709811' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203915/posts/default/110972846858709811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203915/posts/default/110972846858709811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyssat.blogspot.com/2005/03/adventures-in-bra-shopping-if-you-are.html' title=''/><author><name>Lyss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10927032388562769959</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/73/1048/640/Picture%20of%20Me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6203915.post-110952332379220969</id><published>2005-02-27T11:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-02-27T11:55:23.793-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Eh, so maybe she didn't live much longer.  I was accually gonna update this -gasp- before I left, but i changed my mind.  I wasn't in a particularly good mood.  lol.  Right, so we had our first academic team competition yesterday.  It was really fun, but nervewrecking at the same time.  We (Devon, Cameron, Brad, and I) kicked some butt in the first 5 rounds, but after Brad left and we had to play</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyssat.blogspot.com/feeds/110952332379220969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6203915&amp;postID=110952332379220969' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203915/posts/default/110952332379220969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203915/posts/default/110952332379220969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyssat.blogspot.com/2005/02/eh-so-maybe-she-didnt-live-much-longer.html' title=''/><author><name>Lyss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10927032388562769959</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/73/1048/640/Picture%20of%20Me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6203915.post-110824126706337426</id><published>2005-02-12T15:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-02-12T15:47:47.063-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Oh yes, the doctors changed their mind.  My grandma might live a bit longer.  Damn it, just make up your mind you stupid freaks.  Anyways, that means I won't have to leave anytime soon.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyssat.blogspot.com/feeds/110824126706337426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6203915&amp;postID=110824126706337426' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203915/posts/default/110824126706337426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203915/posts/default/110824126706337426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyssat.blogspot.com/2005/02/oh-yes-doctors-changed-their-mind.html' title=''/><author><name>Lyss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10927032388562769959</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/73/1048/640/Picture%20of%20Me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6203915.post-110824097472207413</id><published>2005-02-12T15:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-02-12T15:44:11.940-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Adventures in Slogan Generating</title><summary type='text'>Adventures in Slogan Generating...part one.Yeah, well on Friday in RAP, we had some free time.  So someone gets on this website.  Lo and behold, it is a slogan generator.  But not just any slogan generator...a generator that inserts a word (or phrase) of your choice into the slogan.  Take for example the slogan "I can't believe it's not butter!"  When I typed in my word of choice, the slogan then</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyssat.blogspot.com/feeds/110824097472207413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6203915&amp;postID=110824097472207413' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203915/posts/default/110824097472207413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203915/posts/default/110824097472207413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyssat.blogspot.com/2005/02/adventures-in-slogan-generating.html' title='Adventures in Slogan Generating'/><author><name>Lyss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10927032388562769959</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/73/1048/640/Picture%20of%20Me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6203915.post-110791383307498489</id><published>2005-02-08T20:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-02-08T20:51:15.896-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Well, today I felt compelled (compelled, I LOVE that word!) to post.  I guess it's cause I feel a bit depressed.  I suppose if you have read any of this in the past few weeks, you know that my grandma is sick.  Well, she's gotten sufficently worse, and they don't expect her to live much longer.  So anyways, now my mom will be leaving as soon as they tell her, and the rest of my family will leave </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyssat.blogspot.com/feeds/110791383307498489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6203915&amp;postID=110791383307498489' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203915/posts/default/110791383307498489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203915/posts/default/110791383307498489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyssat.blogspot.com/2005/02/well-today-i-felt-compelled-compelled.html' title=''/><author><name>Lyss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10927032388562769959</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/73/1048/640/Picture%20of%20Me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6203915.post-110610201149024939</id><published>2005-01-18T21:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-19T20:27:49.413-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>101 Yes or No Questions, I got from a website!01. I miss somebody right now- indeed02. I watch more TV than I used to- Nah, I watch less.  I prefer this here wonderful machine 03. i live for olives- ewwwwwww!  I really don't like them much04. I love sleeping- well kinda, I like to dream05. I own lots of books- hooo boy do I 06. I wear glasses or contact lenses- contacts.  I hate my </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyssat.blogspot.com/feeds/110610201149024939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6203915&amp;postID=110610201149024939' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203915/posts/default/110610201149024939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203915/posts/default/110610201149024939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyssat.blogspot.com/2005/01/101-yes-or-no-questions-i-got-from.html' title=''/><author><name>Lyss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10927032388562769959</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/73/1048/640/Picture%20of%20Me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6203915.post-110600797671354922</id><published>2005-01-17T19:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-17T19:26:16.713-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I wanna shout.I wanna yell.I wanna scream like all hell,Is breaking loose inside of me.It won't stop until you see.I'm not yours.I don't care.I don't wanna see you again.And next time,I'll be that much the wiser.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyssat.blogspot.com/feeds/110600797671354922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6203915&amp;postID=110600797671354922' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203915/posts/default/110600797671354922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203915/posts/default/110600797671354922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyssat.blogspot.com/2005/01/i-wanna-shout.html' title=''/><author><name>Lyss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10927032388562769959</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/73/1048/640/Picture%20of%20Me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6203915.post-110592608958623007</id><published>2005-01-16T20:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-16T20:41:35.476-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I figured since I added some stuff to the side, I'd add a post.  lol.  I don't ever have anything interesting to say.  Let's see...since Christmas I went to Pennsylvania.  It was kinda boring.  Since we only stayed for three days we didn't do very much.  School started back, and we had midterms.  On my math I got a 100 (a freakin miracle!) and on my spanish I got another 100 (another miracle!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyssat.blogspot.com/feeds/110592608958623007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6203915&amp;postID=110592608958623007' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203915/posts/default/110592608958623007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203915/posts/default/110592608958623007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyssat.blogspot.com/2005/01/i-figured-since-i-added-some-stuff-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Lyss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10927032388562769959</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/73/1048/640/Picture%20of%20Me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6203915.post-110428685591440402</id><published>2004-12-28T20:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-12-28T21:21:03.256-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Let's see, my last post was roughly a week ago when I was extremely upset.  Now I am extrememly better.I'll start with Christmas.  I love Christmas.  It's when my family is happy, I'm happy, practically the whole world is happy.  I got some decent stuff.  I got some PJs, some clothes, a few CDs, a chair(for watching TV), A PS2 game (DDRMax), a PS2 accessories pack, a calligraphy pack/</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyssat.blogspot.com/feeds/110428685591440402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6203915&amp;postID=110428685591440402' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203915/posts/default/110428685591440402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203915/posts/default/110428685591440402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyssat.blogspot.com/2004/12/lets-see-my-last-post-was-roughly-week.html' title=''/><author><name>Lyss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10927032388562769959</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/73/1048/640/Picture%20of%20Me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6203915.post-110359631330877609</id><published>2004-12-20T21:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-12-20T21:31:53.306-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Today I am oddly depressed, so I figured I might as well post.  First things first.  Having someone in your family die is one thing, but knowing someone in your family is dying and won't live more than a year is another.  My grandma got hepatitis c from a blood transfusion and it's attacking her liver.  When I see her in about a week or so it'll probably be the last time I see her.  It's just so </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyssat.blogspot.com/feeds/110359631330877609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6203915&amp;postID=110359631330877609' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203915/posts/default/110359631330877609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203915/posts/default/110359631330877609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyssat.blogspot.com/2004/12/today-i-am-oddly-depressed-so-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Lyss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10927032388562769959</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/73/1048/640/Picture%20of%20Me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6203915.post-110091802743127953</id><published>2004-11-19T21:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-11-19T21:33:47.430-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>woot!  tonight was another dance.  i'm not gonna use capital letters tonight because i dun feel like it.  though now i'm in the habit of it.  oh well, screw not using capitals, I need to.  It's way to hard not to.  Now back to the dance.  I felt so lame.  lol.  I couldn't even work up eneough courage to ask someone to dance!  Wait, scratch that.  I asked Cam to dance...he looked surprised and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyssat.blogspot.com/feeds/110091802743127953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6203915&amp;postID=110091802743127953' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203915/posts/default/110091802743127953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203915/posts/default/110091802743127953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyssat.blogspot.com/2004/11/woot-tonight-was-another-dance.html' title=''/><author><name>Lyss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10927032388562769959</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/73/1048/640/Picture%20of%20Me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6203915.post-110047935147038515</id><published>2004-11-14T19:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-11-14T19:42:31.470-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Happy birthday to you. Happy birthday to you.  Happy birthday dear Robbbbbeeeeerrrrrttttt...Happy birthday to you!!!!!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyssat.blogspot.com/feeds/110047935147038515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6203915&amp;postID=110047935147038515' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203915/posts/default/110047935147038515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203915/posts/default/110047935147038515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyssat.blogspot.com/2004/11/happy-birthday-to-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Lyss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10927032388562769959</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/73/1048/640/Picture%20of%20Me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6203915.post-110021563434714217</id><published>2004-11-11T18:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-11-11T18:27:22.793-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Happy birthday to youuuuuuuu!  Happy birthday to youuuuuu!  Happy birthday dear Mi-ike!  Happy Birthday to you!  Happy Veterans Day to youuuuuu!  Happy Veterans day to youuuuuu!  Happy Veterans Day dear America....Happy Veteran's day to you!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyssat.blogspot.com/feeds/110021563434714217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6203915&amp;postID=110021563434714217' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203915/posts/default/110021563434714217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203915/posts/default/110021563434714217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyssat.blogspot.com/2004/11/happy-birthday-to-youuuuuuuu-happy.html' title=''/><author><name>Lyss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10927032388562769959</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/73/1048/640/Picture%20of%20Me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6203915.post-110021537604930437</id><published>2004-11-11T18:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-11-11T18:22:56.050-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Yay!  We got a new car!  It looks like this, only darker!Hello!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyssat.blogspot.com/feeds/110021537604930437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6203915&amp;postID=110021537604930437' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203915/posts/default/110021537604930437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203915/posts/default/110021537604930437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyssat.blogspot.com/2004/11/yay-we-got-new-car-it-looks-like-this.html' title=''/><author><name>Lyss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10927032388562769959</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/73/1048/640/Picture%20of%20Me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6203915.post-110005336430540299</id><published>2004-11-09T21:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-11-09T21:22:44.306-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Well, after reading how hard Robert is working to make his blog better, I feel semi inspired.  Not really, but I've been meaning to update.  Sorry about the images that are below this post, but they're from CoCi, and I didn't need them anyways.  Anywho, I'm gonna be much busier.  Beta Club started back up yesterday, and I am running for secretary.  I hope I win, cause I wanna be involved in Beta </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyssat.blogspot.com/feeds/110005336430540299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6203915&amp;postID=110005336430540299' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203915/posts/default/110005336430540299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203915/posts/default/110005336430540299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyssat.blogspot.com/2004/11/well-after-reading-how-hard-robert-is.html' title=''/><author><name>Lyss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10927032388562769959</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/73/1048/640/Picture%20of%20Me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6203915.post-109915103443401896</id><published>2004-10-30T10:43:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2004-10-30T10:43:54.433-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>coci icon thingHello!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyssat.blogspot.com/feeds/109915103443401896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6203915&amp;postID=109915103443401896' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203915/posts/default/109915103443401896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203915/posts/default/109915103443401896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyssat.blogspot.com/2004/10/coci-icon-thinghello.html' title=''/><author><name>Lyss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10927032388562769959</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/73/1048/640/Picture%20of%20Me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6203915.post-109915102461670542</id><published>2004-10-30T10:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-10-30T10:43:44.616-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>CoCi bannerHello!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyssat.blogspot.com/feeds/109915102461670542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6203915&amp;postID=109915102461670542' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203915/posts/default/109915102461670542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203915/posts/default/109915102461670542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyssat.blogspot.com/2004/10/coci-bannerhello.html' title=''/><author><name>Lyss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10927032388562769959</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/73/1048/640/Picture%20of%20Me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6203915.post-109737079903183103</id><published>2004-10-09T20:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-10-09T20:13:19.030-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Yeah walnut grove was fun...  Anyways, tonight my girl scout troop went to enoree where there is a corn maze...and it was so scary.  I strted crying and I nearly had a nervous breakdown.  and it wasn't even supposed to be that scary, but it was a lot like a dream I had last night that made it so scary.  yeah.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyssat.blogspot.com/feeds/109737079903183103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6203915&amp;postID=109737079903183103' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203915/posts/default/109737079903183103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203915/posts/default/109737079903183103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyssat.blogspot.com/2004/10/yeah-walnut-grove-was-fun.html' title=''/><author><name>Lyss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10927032388562769959</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/73/1048/640/Picture%20of%20Me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6203915.post-109668329206542648</id><published>2004-10-01T21:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-10-01T21:14:52.066-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Well.  I haven't updated on here in forever.  Life's just a load of monotony right about now.  lol.  I got into Sandlapper Club and we have a field trip to Walnut Grove tomorrow.  Hopefully it will be fun.  Who knows though.  I'll probably ignore the whole educational aspect of it and talk to people all day.  Then I'll come home and work onone of my 3 projects.  Fun-fun.  Robert gave me a CD </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyssat.blogspot.com/feeds/109668329206542648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6203915&amp;postID=109668329206542648' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203915/posts/default/109668329206542648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203915/posts/default/109668329206542648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyssat.blogspot.com/2004/10/well.html' title=''/><author><name>Lyss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10927032388562769959</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/73/1048/640/Picture%20of%20Me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6203915.post-109426385284196879</id><published>2004-09-03T20:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-09-03T21:10:52.840-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Tonight was the first dance of the year.  I feel like a loser because I couldn't work up the friggen nerve to ask someone to dance with me.  I'm hopeless.  lol.  The rest of it was really fun.  I'm going to use Robert's idea now...Rap songs are fun to dance to.  Therapy doesn't work.  I'm going to NYC baby!  Hand sanitizer makes me sick.  High fives hurt.  Being tickled makes me laugh to much.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyssat.blogspot.com/feeds/109426385284196879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6203915&amp;postID=109426385284196879' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203915/posts/default/109426385284196879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203915/posts/default/109426385284196879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyssat.blogspot.com/2004/09/tonight-was-first-dance-of-year.html' title=''/><author><name>Lyss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10927032388562769959</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/73/1048/640/Picture%20of%20Me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6203915.post-109330357458821043</id><published>2004-08-23T18:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-08-23T18:26:24.666-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Wheee!  I have comments!Yes, today was the first day of school.  It was pretty neat, all the new stuff, though it was the same old routine.  My homeroom teacher is boring...but everyone else is pretty cool.  Tomorrow I get to meet my new band director.  Though no one will top Mr. Scheuch...I want to give Mr. Kilgus.  More about my new teachers in a few days...when they really show who they are!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyssat.blogspot.com/feeds/109330357458821043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6203915&amp;postID=109330357458821043' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203915/posts/default/109330357458821043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203915/posts/default/109330357458821043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyssat.blogspot.com/2004/08/wheee-i-have-comments-yes-today-was.html' title=''/><author><name>Lyss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10927032388562769959</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/73/1048/640/Picture%20of%20Me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6203915.post-109294752811083859</id><published>2004-08-19T15:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-08-19T15:32:08.110-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Wheeeee!  Schedules!  Mine is as follows:Homeroom/Rap: Mr/Mrs. Stump  w/Cameron and Libby1st Period/Social Studies: Dr. Greer w/ no one so far2nd Period/Science: Mrs. Carabetta w/ MARISA!  YAY!3rd Period/Geometry: Mrs. Riddle w/ Robert, Sarah, and Ben apparently4th Period/Spanish: Mr/Mrs. Cassetta w/ Sarah and Ben apparently5th Period/Lifeskills MWF first semester: Mrs. Winters? w/ Chelsea</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyssat.blogspot.com/feeds/109294752811083859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6203915&amp;postID=109294752811083859' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203915/posts/default/109294752811083859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203915/posts/default/109294752811083859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyssat.blogspot.com/2004/08/wheeeee-schedules-mine-is-as-follows.html' title=''/><author><name>Lyss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10927032388562769959</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/73/1048/640/Picture%20of%20Me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6203915.post-109242647278030076</id><published>2004-08-13T14:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-08-13T14:47:52.780-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'm so scared.  Hurricane Charley is hitting Florida...right where I lived.  All our friends and neighbors could be seriously hurt.  The houses can be destroyed too.  God K'm so glad we decided not to stay there.  I haven't seen any of my old friends since I was 7 though.  God I wonder what they look like...  Oh well.  Everyone who's down there...I love you all and I hope you're OK!  Especially </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyssat.blogspot.com/feeds/109242647278030076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6203915&amp;postID=109242647278030076' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203915/posts/default/109242647278030076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203915/posts/default/109242647278030076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyssat.blogspot.com/2004/08/im-so-scared.html' title=''/><author><name>Lyss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10927032388562769959</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/73/1048/640/Picture%20of%20Me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6203915.post-109183873130535739</id><published>2004-08-06T19:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-08-06T19:35:15.053-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I don't quite know why, but recently I've become a 7th heavan junkie. Is that bad? I'm supposing it is. Oh well. Last night I talked to Mike for the first time since school ended (I think.) And Amy too. And this morning I talked to Cameron. It makes me miss school so much, so I'm sorta glad there's only 17 days left. But I don't wanna lose my freedom that I have now. And last year was here and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyssat.blogspot.com/feeds/109183873130535739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6203915&amp;postID=109183873130535739' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203915/posts/default/109183873130535739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203915/posts/default/109183873130535739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyssat.blogspot.com/2004/08/i-dont-quite-know-why-but-recently-ive.html' title=''/><author><name>Lyss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10927032388562769959</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/73/1048/640/Picture%20of%20Me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6203915.post-109148145992452745</id><published>2004-08-02T16:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-08-02T16:17:39.923-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Here's some of my crazy neighbors...from left to right...Kristen, Danielle, Andrew, and Amber.  They are doing the macarena at a block party.Hello!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyssat.blogspot.com/feeds/109148145992452745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6203915&amp;postID=109148145992452745' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203915/posts/default/109148145992452745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203915/posts/default/109148145992452745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyssat.blogspot.com/2004/08/heres-some-of-my-crazy-neighbors.html' title=''/><author><name>Lyss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10927032388562769959</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/73/1048/640/Picture%20of%20Me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6203915.post-109148137797618381</id><published>2004-08-02T16:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-08-02T16:16:17.976-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I wanna make a layout with this picture my sister took.  Isn't so cool?  This one was taken off the ocean isle pier.Hello!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyssat.blogspot.com/feeds/109148137797618381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6203915&amp;postID=109148137797618381' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203915/posts/default/109148137797618381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203915/posts/default/109148137797618381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyssat.blogspot.com/2004/08/i-wanna-make-layout-with-this-picture.html' title=''/><author><name>Lyss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10927032388562769959</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/73/1048/640/Picture%20of%20Me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6203915.post-109148131035769827</id><published>2004-08-02T16:15:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2004-08-02T16:15:10.356-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Oh and I like this picture too...Hello!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyssat.blogspot.com/feeds/109148131035769827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6203915&amp;postID=109148131035769827' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203915/posts/default/109148131035769827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203915/posts/default/109148131035769827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyssat.blogspot.com/2004/08/oh-and-i-like-this-picture-too.html' title=''/><author><name>Lyss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10927032388562769959</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/73/1048/640/Picture%20of%20Me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6203915.post-109148130697099274</id><published>2004-08-02T16:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-08-02T16:15:06.970-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I realize not many of these were my family, but they kinda were.  I need to get pictures of my mom's famliy.  And Aunt Glenda.  To finish off I want to show you a picture of Zane and Rheanna.  hehe.  This one always cracks me up!Hello!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyssat.blogspot.com/feeds/109148130697099274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6203915&amp;postID=109148130697099274' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203915/posts/default/109148130697099274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203915/posts/default/109148130697099274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyssat.blogspot.com/2004/08/i-realize-not-many-of-these-were-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Lyss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10927032388562769959</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/73/1048/640/Picture%20of%20Me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6203915.post-109148113657334077</id><published>2004-08-02T16:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-08-02T16:12:16.573-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>If you talked to me at ALL last summer, I most likely told you about this here person.  This is the infamous Zane.  hehe.  I don't like him anymore though.  His aunt and uncle are my aunt and uncle, Randy and Marg.  His parents went to high school with my parents.  It's really a small world.  I still think Zane is hot though...Hello!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyssat.blogspot.com/feeds/109148113657334077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6203915&amp;postID=109148113657334077' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203915/posts/default/109148113657334077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203915/posts/default/109148113657334077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyssat.blogspot.com/2004/08/if-you-talked-to-me-at-all-last-summer.html' title=''/><author><name>Lyss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10927032388562769959</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/73/1048/640/Picture%20of%20Me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6203915.post-109148101922633011</id><published>2004-08-02T16:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-08-02T16:10:19.226-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>This is Jolene's daughter with MY aunt Marquirete.  I can't spell her name.  It's pronounced Mar-ger-eet.  She's Uncle Randy's wife.  She is Jolene's older sister.Hello!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyssat.blogspot.com/feeds/109148101922633011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6203915&amp;postID=109148101922633011' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203915/posts/default/109148101922633011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203915/posts/default/109148101922633011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyssat.blogspot.com/2004/08/this-is-jolenes-daughter-with-my-aunt.html' title=''/><author><name>Lyss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10927032388562769959</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/73/1048/640/Picture%20of%20Me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6203915.post-109148096255675832</id><published>2004-08-02T16:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-08-02T16:09:22.556-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Accually here is Jen.  She's the really pale one with short hair, that's turned around.  She's there with her Aunt Jolene and Uncle Ron.  And I think her cousin Jared is there with his mom.Hello!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyssat.blogspot.com/feeds/109148096255675832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6203915&amp;postID=109148096255675832' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203915/posts/default/109148096255675832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203915/posts/default/109148096255675832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyssat.blogspot.com/2004/08/accually-here-is-jen.html' title=''/><author><name>Lyss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10927032388562769959</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/73/1048/640/Picture%20of%20Me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6203915.post-109148084417939133</id><published>2004-08-02T16:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-08-02T16:07:24.180-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The guy on the porch is my other cousin Matt.  He is Rhe's brother and Uncle Randy's only son.  He and my dad get along really well...  Rhe and Matt have another sister named Jen, who is 22 an I don't have a picture of her.  Oh and Rhe is 11 and Matt is 15.Hello!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyssat.blogspot.com/feeds/109148084417939133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6203915&amp;postID=109148084417939133' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203915/posts/default/109148084417939133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203915/posts/default/109148084417939133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyssat.blogspot.com/2004/08/guy-on-porch-is-my-other-cousin-matt.html' title=''/><author><name>Lyss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10927032388562769959</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/73/1048/640/Picture%20of%20Me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6203915.post-109148062551565608</id><published>2004-08-02T16:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-08-02T16:03:45.516-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>This is Randy's daughter, my cousin, Rheanna, or Rhe.  She's like the most awesome cousin.Hello!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyssat.blogspot.com/feeds/109148062551565608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6203915&amp;postID=109148062551565608' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203915/posts/default/109148062551565608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203915/posts/default/109148062551565608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyssat.blogspot.com/2004/08/this-is-randys-daughter-my-cousin.html' title=''/><author><name>Lyss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10927032388562769959</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/73/1048/640/Picture%20of%20Me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6203915.post-109148056148226902</id><published>2004-08-02T16:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-08-02T16:02:41.483-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>This is my little sister Haley.  The tiny man in the background is my uncle Randy.  He is my dad's younger brother.Hello!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyssat.blogspot.com/feeds/109148056148226902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6203915&amp;postID=109148056148226902' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203915/posts/default/109148056148226902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203915/posts/default/109148056148226902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyssat.blogspot.com/2004/08/this-is-my-little-sister-haley.html' title=''/><author><name>Lyss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10927032388562769959</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/73/1048/640/Picture%20of%20Me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6203915.post-109148049139442453</id><published>2004-08-02T16:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-08-02T16:01:31.396-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>This is Chetter and his father, my Uncle Chet.  Uncle Chet is married to my Aunt Gloria.  Aunt Gloria is my dad's sister.Hello!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyssat.blogspot.com/feeds/109148049139442453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6203915&amp;postID=109148049139442453' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203915/posts/default/109148049139442453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203915/posts/default/109148049139442453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyssat.blogspot.com/2004/08/this-is-chetter-and-his-father-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Lyss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10927032388562769959</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/73/1048/640/Picture%20of%20Me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6203915.post-109148035978753657</id><published>2004-08-02T15:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-08-02T15:59:19.786-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I feel like telling everyone about my crazy family.  This is my father, obviously the one on the bottom.  I absolutely love my dad.  The top teeny bopper is my little cousin Chetter.  He turned 2 on Saturday.  He lives in Aliquippa, PA.Hello!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyssat.blogspot.com/feeds/109148035978753657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6203915&amp;postID=109148035978753657' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203915/posts/default/109148035978753657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203915/posts/default/109148035978753657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyssat.blogspot.com/2004/08/i-feel-like-telling-everyone-about-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Lyss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10927032388562769959</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/73/1048/640/Picture%20of%20Me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6203915.post-109147823129980078</id><published>2004-08-02T15:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-08-02T15:23:51.300-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Wow...I really need to post more on here.  Or not.  I mean no one really cares anyways.  Lol.  I was watching true spin on VH1 yesterday...and now I want to write a song.  Go figure.  Anywho, school starts in 22 days, and I still have to do summer reading.  Why the heck do we have to take notes?  It takes absolutely all the fun out of reading.  Oy it's been over 20 days since I posted.  I got a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyssat.blogspot.com/feeds/109147823129980078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6203915&amp;postID=109147823129980078' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203915/posts/default/109147823129980078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203915/posts/default/109147823129980078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyssat.blogspot.com/2004/08/wow.html' title=''/><author><name>Lyss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10927032388562769959</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/73/1048/640/Picture%20of%20Me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6203915.post-108948742660664502</id><published>2004-07-10T14:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-07-10T14:23:53.906-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>New template...I absoslutely love this one!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyssat.blogspot.com/feeds/108948742660664502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6203915&amp;postID=108948742660664502' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203915/posts/default/108948742660664502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203915/posts/default/108948742660664502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyssat.blogspot.com/2004/07/new-template.html' title=''/><author><name>Lyss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10927032388562769959</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/73/1048/640/Picture%20of%20Me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6203915.post-108924210319420218</id><published>2004-07-07T18:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-07-07T18:15:03.193-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Well I'm back from Pennsylvania, which was AWESOME!  Can't get food like that here...  Anywho, I've been assisting at a day camp for little girls.  I'm helping with arts and crafts.  Tomorrow is PJ day.  hehe.  In a little more than two weeks I'm going to the beach!  eeeeee!  lol.  Yeah, and I get to stay for a week this time.  Well I expected to post more during the summer, but it's not working.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyssat.blogspot.com/feeds/108924210319420218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6203915&amp;postID=108924210319420218' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203915/posts/default/108924210319420218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203915/posts/default/108924210319420218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyssat.blogspot.com/2004/07/well-im-back-from-pennsylvania-which.html' title=''/><author><name>Lyss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10927032388562769959</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/73/1048/640/Picture%20of%20Me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6203915.post-108792740276002423</id><published>2004-06-22T12:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-07-10T12:33:26.803-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Here is 181 questions, with useless answers...I am bored...can you tell?[1] What did you want to be when you were younger? A chef [2] What's your favorite type of music? I don't really care [3] What do you spend most your time doing? nothing [4] Would you rather stay at home or go out? depends on my mood [5] What is your favorite 'fast food' restaurant? McDonalds [6] What is your favorite</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyssat.blogspot.com/feeds/108792740276002423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6203915&amp;postID=108792740276002423' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203915/posts/default/108792740276002423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203915/posts/default/108792740276002423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyssat.blogspot.com/2004/06/here-is-181-questions-with-useless.html' title=''/><author><name>Lyss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10927032388562769959</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/73/1048/640/Picture%20of%20Me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6203915.post-108785854566060665</id><published>2004-06-21T17:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-06-21T17:55:53.820-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>It's now officially summer, and I'm leaving for PA on Thursday!  WHEEEEEE!  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyssat.blogspot.com/feeds/108785854566060665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6203915&amp;postID=108785854566060665' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203915/posts/default/108785854566060665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203915/posts/default/108785854566060665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyssat.blogspot.com/2004/06/its-now-officially-summer-and-im.html' title=''/><author><name>Lyss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10927032388562769959</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/73/1048/640/Picture%20of%20Me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6203915.post-108717303307394274</id><published>2004-06-13T19:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-06-13T19:30:33.073-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hey, it's another picture of me...while I'm trying to talk...Picture sharing courtesty of Hello!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyssat.blogspot.com/feeds/108717303307394274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6203915&amp;postID=108717303307394274' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203915/posts/default/108717303307394274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203915/posts/default/108717303307394274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyssat.blogspot.com/2004/06/hey-its-another-picture-of-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Lyss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10927032388562769959</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/73/1048/640/Picture%20of%20Me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6203915.post-108674941951927556</id><published>2004-06-08T21:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-06-08T21:50:19.520-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Wheeeeeee!  It accually feels a little like summer!  hehe.  Yeah, in 18 days I will leave for Pennsylvania!  YAY!!!!!!  Holy crap I love going up there so much cause I accually get to see my family!  It's crazy that we have to live so far away.  But we do, and so I only get to see most of my aunts and uncles and cousins and grandparents this once.  Except I am going to the beach again with my </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyssat.blogspot.com/feeds/108674941951927556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6203915&amp;postID=108674941951927556' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203915/posts/default/108674941951927556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203915/posts/default/108674941951927556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyssat.blogspot.com/2004/06/wheeeeeee-it-accually-feels-little.html' title=''/><author><name>Lyss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10927032388562769959</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/73/1048/640/Picture%20of%20Me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6203915.post-108613993215798037</id><published>2004-06-01T20:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-06-01T20:32:12.156-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Disclaimer: I do not mean to offend any one!  If this upsets you at anytime, talk to my face and tell me so I can maybe fix it!  I don't intentionally do anything!Oy I am confuzzled.  I just wish I could take back what I said cause I think I know how robert feels...except I don't like the person I constantly need to talk to...and I don't obsess...oh screw all this.  I don't care if Robert's </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyssat.blogspot.com/feeds/108613993215798037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6203915&amp;postID=108613993215798037' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203915/posts/default/108613993215798037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203915/posts/default/108613993215798037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyssat.blogspot.com/2004/06/disclaimer-i-do-not-mean-to-offend-any_01.html' title=''/><author><name>Lyss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10927032388562769959</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/73/1048/640/Picture%20of%20Me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6203915.post-108613854748206492</id><published>2004-06-01T20:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-06-01T20:09:07.483-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Disclaimer: I do not mean to offend any one!  If this upsets you at anytime, talk to my face and tell me so I can maybe fix it!  I don't intentionally do anything!Gah...If Robert ever reads this, he'll be mad at me.  I hope he isn't already.  I love him to death...he's just drifting...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyssat.blogspot.com/feeds/108613854748206492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6203915&amp;postID=108613854748206492' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203915/posts/default/108613854748206492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203915/posts/default/108613854748206492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyssat.blogspot.com/2004/06/disclaimer-i-do-not-mean-to-offend-any.html' title=''/><author><name>Lyss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10927032388562769959</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/73/1048/640/Picture%20of%20Me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6203915.post-108613584753034838</id><published>2004-06-01T19:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-06-01T19:24:07.530-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Wow, this picture is sorta scary...Picture sharing courtesty of Hello!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyssat.blogspot.com/feeds/108613584753034838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6203915&amp;postID=108613584753034838' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203915/posts/default/108613584753034838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203915/posts/default/108613584753034838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyssat.blogspot.com/2004/06/wow-this-picture-is-sorta-scary.html' title=''/><author><name>Lyss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10927032388562769959</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/73/1048/640/Picture%20of%20Me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6203915.post-108613580988902906</id><published>2004-06-01T19:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-06-01T19:23:29.890-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>"the couple"Picture sharing courtesty of Hello!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyssat.blogspot.com/feeds/108613580988902906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6203915&amp;postID=108613580988902906' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203915/posts/default/108613580988902906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203915/posts/default/108613580988902906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyssat.blogspot.com/2004/06/couplepicture-sharing-courtesty-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Lyss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10927032388562769959</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/73/1048/640/Picture%20of%20Me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6203915.post-108613571298920544</id><published>2004-06-01T19:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-06-01T19:21:52.990-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Yes, I was messing around in Paint and I created this picture.  Hehe.  It is another pre-williamsburg one.  It's entitled "Angel In THe Outfield".Picture sharing courtesty of Hello!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyssat.blogspot.com/feeds/108613571298920544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6203915&amp;postID=108613571298920544' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203915/posts/default/108613571298920544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203915/posts/default/108613571298920544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyssat.blogspot.com/2004/06/yes-i-was-messing-around-in-paint-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Lyss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10927032388562769959</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/73/1048/640/Picture%20of%20Me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6203915.post-108613564718837122</id><published>2004-06-01T19:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-06-01T19:20:47.186-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I just think this picture is hilarious...Picture sharing courtesty of Hello!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyssat.blogspot.com/feeds/108613564718837122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6203915&amp;postID=108613564718837122' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203915/posts/default/108613564718837122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203915/posts/default/108613564718837122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyssat.blogspot.com/2004/06/i-just-think-this-picture-is-hilarious.html' title=''/><author><name>Lyss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10927032388562769959</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/73/1048/640/Picture%20of%20Me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6203915.post-108613559055313711</id><published>2004-06-01T19:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-06-01T19:19:50.553-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>My small teenie-bopper sister, Haley.Picture sharing courtesty of Hello!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyssat.blogspot.com/feeds/108613559055313711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6203915&amp;postID=108613559055313711' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203915/posts/default/108613559055313711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203915/posts/default/108613559055313711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyssat.blogspot.com/2004/06/my-small-teenie-bopper-sister-haley.html' title=''/><author><name>Lyss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10927032388562769959</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/73/1048/640/Picture%20of%20Me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6203915.post-108613549897958665</id><published>2004-06-01T19:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-06-01T19:18:18.980-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>It's Cameron...haha.  This is before we left for Williamsburg at around 10 or 11 PM.Picture sharing courtesty of Hello!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyssat.blogspot.com/feeds/108613549897958665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6203915&amp;postID=108613549897958665' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203915/posts/default/108613549897958665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203915/posts/default/108613549897958665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyssat.blogspot.com/2004/06/its-cameron.html' title=''/><author><name>Lyss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10927032388562769959</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/73/1048/640/Picture%20of%20Me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6203915.post-108613537549380846</id><published>2004-06-01T19:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-06-01T19:16:15.493-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Correction to self-Robert is only obsessive when he's not talking to me on IM.  Then he's perfectly understanding...usually.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyssat.blogspot.com/feeds/108613537549380846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6203915&amp;postID=108613537549380846' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203915/posts/default/108613537549380846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203915/posts/default/108613537549380846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyssat.blogspot.com/2004/06/correction-to-self-robert-is-only.html' title=''/><author><name>Lyss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10927032388562769959</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/73/1048/640/Picture%20of%20Me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6203915.post-108611747498002649</id><published>2004-06-01T14:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-06-01T14:17:54.980-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Wheeee another POA poster!  hehe!  Harry Potter mania strikes again!Picture sharing courtesty of Hello!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyssat.blogspot.com/feeds/108611747498002649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6203915&amp;postID=108611747498002649' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203915/posts/default/108611747498002649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203915/posts/default/108611747498002649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyssat.blogspot.com/2004/06/wheeee-another-poa-poster-hehe-harry.html' title=''/><author><name>Lyss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10927032388562769959</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/73/1048/640/Picture%20of%20Me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6203915.post-108611542024223302</id><published>2004-06-01T13:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-06-01T13:43:40.243-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Yay!  It's a dark picture of me!  But I don't look half bad in it so I use it for purposes of showing people what I look like...enjoy!Picture sharing courtesty of Hello!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyssat.blogspot.com/feeds/108611542024223302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6203915&amp;postID=108611542024223302' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203915/posts/default/108611542024223302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203915/posts/default/108611542024223302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyssat.blogspot.com/2004/06/yay-its-dark-picture-of-me-but-i-dont.html' title=''/><author><name>Lyss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10927032388562769959</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/73/1048/640/Picture%20of%20Me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6203915.post-108611529858822123</id><published>2004-06-01T13:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-06-01T13:41:38.586-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>This is a poster of Rupert Grint (AKA, Ron Weasley) from the Prisoner of Azkaban movie!  Isn't he so hot?Picture sharing courtesty of Hello!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyssat.blogspot.com/feeds/108611529858822123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6203915&amp;postID=108611529858822123' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203915/posts/default/108611529858822123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203915/posts/default/108611529858822123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyssat.blogspot.com/2004/06/this-is-poster-of-rupert-grint-aka-ron.html' title=''/><author><name>Lyss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10927032388562769959</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/73/1048/640/Picture%20of%20Me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6203915.post-108596848492589252</id><published>2004-05-30T20:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-05-30T20:54:44.926-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Well...I haven't posted on here in forever.  But that's ok!  It's technically summer vacation for me, so I should be getting on here more often.  I never wanted this summer to come.  I have made so many new friends this year...it's crazy.  And now I will hardly see anyone this summer and I'm afraid all those friendships will be lost.  Same thing happens every summer.  And now I talk to Cameron </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyssat.blogspot.com/feeds/108596848492589252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6203915&amp;postID=108596848492589252' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203915/posts/default/108596848492589252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203915/posts/default/108596848492589252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyssat.blogspot.com/2004/05/well.html' title=''/><author><name>Lyss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10927032388562769959</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/73/1048/640/Picture%20of%20Me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6203915.post-108484299053948321</id><published>2004-05-17T20:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-05-17T20:16:30.540-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Oy.  I have my end of the year math exam tomorrow.  I be scared.  Wish me luck...I'll need it to not get nervous.  I think I'll do pretty well...not to sound cocky or anything...lol.  Our next band concert is Thursday...happy happy joy joy...lol.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyssat.blogspot.com/feeds/108484299053948321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6203915&amp;postID=108484299053948321' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203915/posts/default/108484299053948321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203915/posts/default/108484299053948321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyssat.blogspot.com/2004/05/oy.html' title=''/><author><name>Lyss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10927032388562769959</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/73/1048/640/Picture%20of%20Me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6203915.post-108362513021086173</id><published>2004-05-03T17:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-05-03T18:02:57.013-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I am getting slower and slower at updating this.  But I like having it...I can look back at all my old thoughts!  Today was STAR day.  Something was wrong with me then and in 2nd period.  I was high or something.  I was incessantly singing veggie tales songs...go figure.  Thank god 3rd period calmed me down!  Well yes...still having boy trouble as usual...what else is new?  hehe.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyssat.blogspot.com/feeds/108362513021086173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6203915&amp;postID=108362513021086173' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203915/posts/default/108362513021086173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203915/posts/default/108362513021086173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyssat.blogspot.com/2004/05/i-am-getting-slower-and-slower-at.html' title=''/><author><name>Lyss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10927032388562769959</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/73/1048/640/Picture%20of%20Me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6203915.post-108276933479658709</id><published>2004-04-23T20:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-04-23T20:19:44.293-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Wow.  I haven't posted all week.  Wow I'm boring.  This afternoon I went to Solo and Ensomble.  Or however it's spelled.  Yes I got an excellent, which is the second highest.  I done good!  lol.  It took me forever to find Cameron though because his mom got lost or something.  I was worried I wouldn't have the second copy of my music.  But he came, and we had to wait for like 1/2 an hour.  It was</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyssat.blogspot.com/feeds/108276933479658709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6203915&amp;postID=108276933479658709' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203915/posts/default/108276933479658709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203915/posts/default/108276933479658709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyssat.blogspot.com/2004/04/wow.html' title=''/><author><name>Lyss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10927032388562769959</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/73/1048/640/Picture%20of%20Me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6203915.post-108233885957283360</id><published>2004-04-18T20:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-04-18T20:45:01.810-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I am home!  And suffering from exhaustion and over-active hormones.  I shall post more tomorrow after dinner!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyssat.blogspot.com/feeds/108233885957283360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6203915&amp;postID=108233885957283360' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203915/posts/default/108233885957283360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203915/posts/default/108233885957283360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyssat.blogspot.com/2004/04/i-am-home-and-suffering-from.html' title=''/><author><name>Lyss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10927032388562769959</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/73/1048/640/Picture%20of%20Me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6203915.post-108190584908507621</id><published>2004-04-13T20:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-04-13T20:28:04.653-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Yo!  I keep putting longer and longer intervals between my posts.  lol.  Soon no one will come.  teeheehee.  As of an hour ago I was packing for the Williamsburg trip for band.  It is gonna be sooooooo freaking fun!  Though it is supposed to rain, unfortunatly.  lol.  So this will be my last post until Sunday, when I will return.  And I'm sure it will be jam packed!  Wheeeee!Bye for now, Lyss</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyssat.blogspot.com/feeds/108190584908507621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6203915&amp;postID=108190584908507621' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203915/posts/default/108190584908507621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203915/posts/default/108190584908507621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyssat.blogspot.com/2004/04/yo-i-keep-putting-longer-and-longer.html' title=''/><author><name>Lyss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10927032388562769959</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/73/1048/640/Picture%20of%20Me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6203915.post-108172736178113750</id><published>2004-04-11T18:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-04-11T18:53:14.186-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Grrrr...spring break was wasted before my eyes.  I hate Dr. Harner.  He has screwed up school.  Yes I got Nautral Selection for Easter.  It is very good.  I don't have much to say, Happy Easter everyone!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyssat.blogspot.com/feeds/108172736178113750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6203915&amp;postID=108172736178113750' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203915/posts/default/108172736178113750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203915/posts/default/108172736178113750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyssat.blogspot.com/2004/04/grrrr.html' title=''/><author><name>Lyss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10927032388562769959</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/73/1048/640/Picture%20of%20Me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6203915.post-108094647148626176</id><published>2004-04-02T17:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-04-02T17:58:11.373-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Eh.  I am never telling anyone anything ever again.  ever.  Stupid, stupid me.  I so wish I would have gone to math.  I didn't know we were supposed to go though so I sated in homeroom for 6th.  Never again.  Everyone who was remotely listening found out the three people I like.  Curse dry erase boards.  And one person kept coming in.  Why?  Because he likes Lauren.  -sigh-  He even got her a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyssat.blogspot.com/feeds/108094647148626176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6203915&amp;postID=108094647148626176' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203915/posts/default/108094647148626176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203915/posts/default/108094647148626176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyssat.blogspot.com/2004/04/eh.html' title=''/><author><name>Lyss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10927032388562769959</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/73/1048/640/Picture%20of%20Me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6203915.post-108078271866416530</id><published>2004-03-31T20:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-31T20:28:56.326-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Wow...it feels like forever since I've been home.  Due to county band I have been gone both the past two days.  Yes I was last chair clarinet in the county.  And my instrument was broken.  And I had to sit next to the first chair trumpet (who happens to be REALLY good and he's really cute).  But other than that, it was real fun.  Lunch yesterday was fun.  Amy was flicking off the random college </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyssat.blogspot.com/feeds/108078271866416530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6203915&amp;postID=108078271866416530' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203915/posts/default/108078271866416530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203915/posts/default/108078271866416530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyssat.blogspot.com/2004/03/wow.html' title=''/><author><name>Lyss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10927032388562769959</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/73/1048/640/Picture%20of%20Me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6203915.post-108052352406309150</id><published>2004-03-28T20:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-28T20:28:57.716-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Everything changes...and I need to accept that fact.  Some things will never change...and I need to accept that fact too.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyssat.blogspot.com/feeds/108052352406309150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6203915&amp;postID=108052352406309150' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203915/posts/default/108052352406309150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203915/posts/default/108052352406309150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyssat.blogspot.com/2004/03/everything-changes.html' title=''/><author><name>Lyss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10927032388562769959</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/73/1048/640/Picture%20of%20Me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6203915.post-108049543949992146</id><published>2004-03-28T12:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-28T12:40:52.590-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Wow...last night was so fun.  hehe.  Scooby Doo 2 is very funny.  I WANNA SEE THE 3RD HP MOVIE SOOOOOOO BAD NOW!   AHHHH!  Chelsea spent the night at my house friday night, and she wrote down all the people she liked.  There's like 14 freaking people!  DAMN Chelsea!  hehe.  She's an idipt!  And I can defend myself against bumblebees!  YAY!  Though I have like a fear of them...  I have a muggle </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyssat.blogspot.com/feeds/108049543949992146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6203915&amp;postID=108049543949992146' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203915/posts/default/108049543949992146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203915/posts/default/108049543949992146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyssat.blogspot.com/2004/03/wow_28.html' title=''/><author><name>Lyss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10927032388562769959</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/73/1048/640/Picture%20of%20Me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6203915.post-108008508245937827</id><published>2004-03-23T18:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-28T20:21:14.983-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Mood: HeadacheySong that matches my mood and or thoughts: By Myself~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~I feel so alone today.  Yeah and the person I like apparently knows I like him.  Oh well.  Life sucks anyways.  I just keep finding more and more people hot...it's not even funny.  Hehe.  Calynn made up this quiz thing that I took.  It said I should "go for it" or something</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyssat.blogspot.com/feeds/108008508245937827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6203915&amp;postID=108008508245937827' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203915/posts/default/108008508245937827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203915/posts/default/108008508245937827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyssat.blogspot.com/2004/03/mood-headachey-song-that-matches-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Lyss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10927032388562769959</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/73/1048/640/Picture%20of%20Me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6203915.post-107983517551010015</id><published>2004-03-20T21:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-20T21:16:18.310-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I changed my template again.  I needed something more simple...still imageless too!  This is probably my favorite template so far too...hehe.  Must try to get archives on there too!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyssat.blogspot.com/feeds/107983517551010015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6203915&amp;postID=107983517551010015' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203915/posts/default/107983517551010015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203915/posts/default/107983517551010015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyssat.blogspot.com/2004/03/i-changed-my-template-again.html' title=''/><author><name>Lyss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10927032388562769959</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/73/1048/640/Picture%20of%20Me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6203915.post-107979904983408787</id><published>2004-03-20T11:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-20T12:23:36.653-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Wow...last night was the dance...it was fun!  hehe.  I stayed up near the front with Robert (in the beginning), Marisa, Katie (sometimes), Chelsea, Rachel, Kristen (when she wasn't with Jake), Cameron, Kevin, and Mitchell.  Twas fun.  Cameron and Kevin rock.  Except they scared me in the process.  Basically they went and told the person I liked that I wanted to dance w/ him and he said he would </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyssat.blogspot.com/feeds/107979904983408787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6203915&amp;postID=107979904983408787' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203915/posts/default/107979904983408787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203915/posts/default/107979904983408787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyssat.blogspot.com/2004/03/wow_20.html' title=''/><author><name>Lyss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10927032388562769959</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/73/1048/640/Picture%20of%20Me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6203915.post-107965823066947117</id><published>2004-03-18T20:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-18T20:07:10.793-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I got these from Chelsea...thank you!  hehePearls melt in vinegar. Santa Claus (St. Nick) is the second most recognized fictional character in the world. Number one is Ronald McDonald. It takes 3,000 cows to supply the NFL with enough leather for an entire year's supply of footballs. Thirty-five percent of the people who use personal ads for dating are already married. The 3 most </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyssat.blogspot.com/feeds/107965823066947117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6203915&amp;postID=107965823066947117' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203915/posts/default/107965823066947117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203915/posts/default/107965823066947117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyssat.blogspot.com/2004/03/i-got-these-from-chelsea.html' title=''/><author><name>Lyss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10927032388562769959</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/73/1048/640/Picture%20of%20Me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6203915.post-107965641194279619</id><published>2004-03-18T19:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-18T19:36:51.623-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>YAY!  I DON'T NEED MY CRUTCHES!  WAH HOO!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyssat.blogspot.com/feeds/107965641194279619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6203915&amp;postID=107965641194279619' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203915/posts/default/107965641194279619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203915/posts/default/107965641194279619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyssat.blogspot.com/2004/03/yay-i-dont-need-my-crutches-wah-hoo.html' title=''/><author><name>Lyss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10927032388562769959</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/73/1048/640/Picture%20of%20Me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6203915.post-107965615545088009</id><published>2004-03-18T19:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-18T19:32:35.186-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Yes...crutches suck.  Nuff said.  I think I like someone now and I didn't realize how much until today.  It scares me just a tad.  At least he's my height.  hehe.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyssat.blogspot.com/feeds/107965615545088009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6203915&amp;postID=107965615545088009' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203915/posts/default/107965615545088009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203915/posts/default/107965615545088009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyssat.blogspot.com/2004/03/yes.html' title=''/><author><name>Lyss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10927032388562769959</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/73/1048/640/Picture%20of%20Me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6203915.post-107957624758113463</id><published>2004-03-17T21:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-17T21:20:46.263-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I regret saying most of that.  Cameron's going after another victim.  Poor her.  Poor him.  Yeah I hope Robert forgives me.  And as Marisa said, I sprained my ankle.  It's pretty bad.  I can't walk so I am on crutches.  Don't pity me though.  They are giving me blisters however.  If you would like to assist me in carrying my stuff, feel free to!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyssat.blogspot.com/feeds/107957624758113463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6203915&amp;postID=107957624758113463' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203915/posts/default/107957624758113463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203915/posts/default/107957624758113463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyssat.blogspot.com/2004/03/i-regret-saying-most-of-that.html' title=''/><author><name>Lyss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10927032388562769959</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/73/1048/640/Picture%20of%20Me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6203915.post-107949037930086619</id><published>2004-03-16T21:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-16T21:29:36.450-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I bet I just made some people mad.  Or rather person.  -sigh-  I'm just screwed up.  Indeed.  I might not go to the dance...we shall see.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyssat.blogspot.com/feeds/107949037930086619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6203915&amp;postID=107949037930086619' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203915/posts/default/107949037930086619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203915/posts/default/107949037930086619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyssat.blogspot.com/2004/03/i-bet-i-just-made-some-people-mad.html' title=''/><author><name>Lyss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10927032388562769959</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/73/1048/640/Picture%20of%20Me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6203915.post-107949033000588543</id><published>2004-03-16T21:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-16T21:28:47.170-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Even though I have nothing to do with this situation, I shall still post about it anyways.  Robert get over it.  If you wern't kidding you could have left out the part where you said "oh and just for you cameron, marisa will you go out with me?".  It would have made you sound more serious.  Get over the fact.  You don't own Marisa.  How do you know Cameron didn't like her?  You obviously didn't </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyssat.blogspot.com/feeds/107949033000588543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6203915&amp;postID=107949033000588543' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203915/posts/default/107949033000588543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203915/posts/default/107949033000588543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyssat.blogspot.com/2004/03/even-though-i-have-nothing-to-do-with.html' title=''/><author><name>Lyss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10927032388562769959</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/73/1048/640/Picture%20of%20Me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6203915.post-107905051788143173</id><published>2004-03-11T19:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-11T19:18:28.216-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Oh today was fun!  Everyone liked my hair...hehe.  It's really short now.  I gto another birthday present!  This one was from Andrew...I LOVE THEM ANDREW!  hehe.  Not like he comes here, but yeah.  THANK YOU ROBERT!  THANK YOU CHELSEA AND KRISTEN!  THAN YOU FOR TELLING ME HAPPY BIRTHDAY SO MUCH RACHEL!  hehe, there's my thank yous.  Cameron and Zack are my bastards and Rachel is my bitch...we are</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyssat.blogspot.com/feeds/107905051788143173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6203915&amp;postID=107905051788143173' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203915/posts/default/107905051788143173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203915/posts/default/107905051788143173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyssat.blogspot.com/2004/03/oh-today-was-fun-everyone-liked-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Lyss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10927032388562769959</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/73/1048/640/Picture%20of%20Me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6203915.post-107896719795419663</id><published>2004-03-10T20:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-10T20:09:47.076-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Yesterday wasn't good...it was bad...very bad.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyssat.blogspot.com/feeds/107896719795419663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6203915&amp;postID=107896719795419663' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203915/posts/default/107896719795419663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203915/posts/default/107896719795419663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyssat.blogspot.com/2004/03/yesterday-wasnt-good.html' title=''/><author><name>Lyss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10927032388562769959</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/73/1048/640/Picture%20of%20Me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6203915.post-107888198771788041</id><published>2004-03-09T20:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-09T20:29:35.216-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>It's my birthday, buy me presents!  Naw, just kidding!  I got enough stuff, plus 63$ to spend on CDs baby!  Today was interesting...and really good...I think.  That probably makes no sense but that is OK.  Cameron might ask out someone.  And I accually don't care for once...hehe.  I think the person he may ask out might accually be good for him, but I don't think they like him...not sure.  Well </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyssat.blogspot.com/feeds/107888198771788041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6203915&amp;postID=107888198771788041' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203915/posts/default/107888198771788041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203915/posts/default/107888198771788041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyssat.blogspot.com/2004/03/its-my-birthday-buy-me-presents-naw.html' title=''/><author><name>Lyss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10927032388562769959</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/73/1048/640/Picture%20of%20Me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6203915.post-107836228511773482</id><published>2004-03-03T20:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-03T20:07:44.670-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Fourth period is gonna be interesting tomorrow.  Brandon happened to find out I am tickleish...did I mention I sit in front if him?  Gah he's gonna tickle me!  But it's funny all the same.  In PE I was being paranoid because everyone else started tickling me when they saw Yasin tickle me and I screeched really loud.  Twas funny.  We got to take song requests today for the dance!  YAY student </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyssat.blogspot.com/feeds/107836228511773482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6203915&amp;postID=107836228511773482' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203915/posts/default/107836228511773482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203915/posts/default/107836228511773482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyssat.blogspot.com/2004/03/fourth-period-is-gonna-be-interesting.html' title=''/><author><name>Lyss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10927032388562769959</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/73/1048/640/Picture%20of%20Me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6203915.post-107818798095593455</id><published>2004-03-01T19:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-01T19:42:37.246-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Gah....I told you all so...if you don't get that sucks for you...FrUiTy!!!!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyssat.blogspot.com/feeds/107818798095593455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6203915&amp;postID=107818798095593455' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203915/posts/default/107818798095593455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203915/posts/default/107818798095593455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyssat.blogspot.com/2004/03/gah.html' title=''/><author><name>Lyss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10927032388562769959</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/73/1048/640/Picture%20of%20Me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6203915.post-107810249999057845</id><published>2004-02-29T19:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-01T19:47:00.793-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Dude I feel so loved...Robert is awesome.  I now know why I love him so much.  He doesn't even care about my guilty pleasures!  hehe.  The only downside is I'm starting to like him more and more now.  And I don't want to end up liking (like that) him again.  Because it wouldn't work out to like him again.  But I shall deal with it if it ever comes to that...which it probably will...*sigh*.  But </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyssat.blogspot.com/feeds/107810249999057845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6203915&amp;postID=107810249999057845' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203915/posts/default/107810249999057845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203915/posts/default/107810249999057845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyssat.blogspot.com/2004/02/dude-i-feel-so-loved.html' title=''/><author><name>Lyss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10927032388562769959</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/73/1048/640/Picture%20of%20Me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6203915.post-107784801329165327</id><published>2004-02-26T21:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-26T21:16:24.530-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>NO SCHOOL TOMORROW!!!!!!!!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyssat.blogspot.com/feeds/107784801329165327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6203915&amp;postID=107784801329165327' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203915/posts/default/107784801329165327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203915/posts/default/107784801329165327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyssat.blogspot.com/2004/02/no-school-tomorrow.html' title=''/><author><name>Lyss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10927032388562769959</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/73/1048/640/Picture%20of%20Me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6203915.post-107784456004687102</id><published>2004-02-26T20:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-28T19:43:00.233-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I have beed addicted to 3 Doors Down the past few days.  Today was a snow day...and it was accually SNOW!  I love snow.  And now I've been checking the news website to see if we get anouther snow day tomorrow.  No such luck yet.  Which sucks...I haven't done my map for social studies yet.  *sigh*Andrew LaPointe is a dork.  I was over at his house today.  I was playing th Sims, and he starts </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyssat.blogspot.com/feeds/107784456004687102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6203915&amp;postID=107784456004687102' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203915/posts/default/107784456004687102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203915/posts/default/107784456004687102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyssat.blogspot.com/2004/02/i-have-beed-addicted-to-3-doors-down.html' title=''/><author><name>Lyss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10927032388562769959</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/73/1048/640/Picture%20of%20Me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6203915.post-107758647247971221</id><published>2004-02-23T20:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-23T20:37:19.403-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Lisa</title><summary type='text'>Lisa is in short...VERY sweet.  I haven't known her very long, and I've never met her in person.  But as far as I know, she is AWESOME!  She is such a good listener.  I can tell her anything and she can give me non-biased advice on how to handle my problems, being she don't know very many of my friends.  She also shares mine and Marisa's obsession fro Harry Potter.  For that you do indeed rock </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyssat.blogspot.com/feeds/107758647247971221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6203915&amp;postID=107758647247971221' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203915/posts/default/107758647247971221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203915/posts/default/107758647247971221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyssat.blogspot.com/2004/02/lisa.html' title='Lisa'/><author><name>Lyss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10927032388562769959</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/73/1048/640/Picture%20of%20Me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6203915.post-107758496664656014</id><published>2004-02-23T20:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-23T20:12:13.793-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Mike</title><summary type='text'>I have only talked to Mike this year, though I met him last year.  Dude is he a perv!  lol.  Sometime's he's really nasty.  But he's hilarious.  He can liven up most any conversation.  He is a really great friend too.  He doesn't even care when I whine about my shit demon hormones.  hehe.  He is very musically oriented.  hehe.  He most always wears one band shirt or another.  It's funny to watch </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyssat.blogspot.com/feeds/107758496664656014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6203915&amp;postID=107758496664656014' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203915/posts/default/107758496664656014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203915/posts/default/107758496664656014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyssat.blogspot.com/2004/02/mike.html' title='Mike'/><author><name>Lyss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10927032388562769959</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/73/1048/640/Picture%20of%20Me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6203915.post-107748837741154370</id><published>2004-02-22T17:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-22T17:22:22.860-05:00</updated><title type='text'>KT</title><summary type='text'>I shall now move on to Katie.  Damn is Marisa a hard act to follow.  But I shall try.  Hehe.  Katie...she is so sweet and will try to help you as much as she can.  She knows when to stop nagging most of the time.  Sometimes I am reluctant to tell her things but I usually do anyways.  I only met Katie this year from math.  She's already one of my best buddies.  I don't even remember anything she's</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyssat.blogspot.com/feeds/107748837741154370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6203915&amp;postID=107748837741154370' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203915/posts/default/107748837741154370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203915/posts/default/107748837741154370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyssat.blogspot.com/2004/02/kt.html' title='KT'/><author><name>Lyss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10927032388562769959</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/73/1048/640/Picture%20of%20Me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6203915.post-107746622184584214</id><published>2004-02-22T11:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-22T11:13:07.060-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Roberto</title><summary type='text'>Second is my other best friend, and "brother", Robert.  I've oly been talking to him for a year, but in that year I have learned so much because of him, whether it be good or bad.  He can make people laugh, and can cheer most anyone up.  He does have definent faults, but he can usually fix them for the better.  Not ice the "usually".  He always knows what he wants, when in wants it, but not </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyssat.blogspot.com/feeds/107746622184584214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6203915&amp;postID=107746622184584214' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203915/posts/default/107746622184584214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203915/posts/default/107746622184584214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyssat.blogspot.com/2004/02/roberto.html' title='Roberto'/><author><name>Lyss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10927032388562769959</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/73/1048/640/Picture%20of%20Me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6203915.post-107741617128950780</id><published>2004-02-21T21:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-21T21:18:55.700-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Marisa</title><summary type='text'>Since Marisa is my best best friend, I shall start with her.  Marisa is so easy to talk to and she is such a wonderful listener.  I can tell her anything and know she won't tell anyone unless it's for a really good reason.  And I don't even think she's done that.  She knows how to keep secrets, and that's what I love about her.  She also has this humorus nture about her that people can't help but</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyssat.blogspot.com/feeds/107741617128950780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6203915&amp;postID=107741617128950780' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203915/posts/default/107741617128950780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203915/posts/default/107741617128950780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyssat.blogspot.com/2004/02/marisa.html' title='Marisa'/><author><name>Lyss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10927032388562769959</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/73/1048/640/Picture%20of%20Me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6203915.post-107741576215126152</id><published>2004-02-21T21:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-21T21:12:06.606-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I think I'm gonna do what KT is doing.  She's doing a post about her friends and I think I will too.  AND...did you see what she wrote about me!  I love you katie!  You're so sweet!  hehe.  She wrote "Now, we are onto ..... drum roll puhlease ... ALYSSA!!hehe ... Well ...Alyssa is smart... and nice and interesting 2 talk to. she speaks her mind .. which btw is kool... but she dont get angry </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyssat.blogspot.com/feeds/107741576215126152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6203915&amp;postID=107741576215126152' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203915/posts/default/107741576215126152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203915/posts/default/107741576215126152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyssat.blogspot.com/2004/02/i-think-im-gonna-do-what-kt-is-doing.html' title=''/><author><name>Lyss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10927032388562769959</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/73/1048/640/Picture%20of%20Me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6203915.post-107733357394937326</id><published>2004-02-20T22:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-20T22:22:16.936-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Changed my template.  I was expecting today to be interesting.  It wasn't so much.  The most exciting part was lunch.  SO here's the gross lunch story for all to see:It all started with my green beans.  I had finished them so Brandon poured his strawberry milk in the leftover liquid.  Then Cameron joined in and poured in his chocolate milk.  They started mixing it.  Cameron then scooped up some</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyssat.blogspot.com/feeds/107733357394937326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6203915&amp;postID=107733357394937326' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203915/posts/default/107733357394937326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203915/posts/default/107733357394937326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyssat.blogspot.com/2004/02/changed-my-template.html' title=''/><author><name>Lyss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10927032388562769959</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/73/1048/640/Picture%20of%20Me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6203915.post-107723978054772090</id><published>2004-02-19T20:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-19T20:19:02.153-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ok, everything is good.  Love ya big brother.  That's what I shall call you.  hehe</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyssat.blogspot.com/feeds/107723978054772090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6203915&amp;postID=107723978054772090' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203915/posts/default/107723978054772090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203915/posts/default/107723978054772090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyssat.blogspot.com/2004/02/ok-everything-is-good.html' title=''/><author><name>Lyss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10927032388562769959</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/73/1048/640/Picture%20of%20Me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6203915.post-107723348058212037</id><published>2004-02-19T18:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-19T18:34:01.826-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Dude, Ris and I are just gonna keep going back and forth and back and forth saying we agree with the other person.  Robert we love you and we don't want you to be hurt...and while I can't say I like you I know where Ris is coming from on that.  I'm really sorry about this...and don't think I'm sucking up, cause I'm not.  I lways regret anything I say almost right after I say it.  It sucks it does</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyssat.blogspot.com/feeds/107723348058212037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6203915&amp;postID=107723348058212037' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203915/posts/default/107723348058212037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203915/posts/default/107723348058212037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyssat.blogspot.com/2004/02/dude-ris-and-i-are-just-gonna-keep.html' title=''/><author><name>Lyss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10927032388562769959</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/73/1048/640/Picture%20of%20Me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6203915.post-107723066059763663</id><published>2004-02-19T17:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-19T17:47:01.606-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Yeah now that I look at it, that sounds incredibly pathetic...but oh well.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lyssat.blogspot.com/feeds/107723066059763663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6203915&amp;postID=107723066059763663' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203915/posts/default/107723066059763663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6203915/posts/default/107723066059763663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lyssat.blogspot.com/2004/02/yeah-now-that-i-look-at-it-that-sounds.html' title=''/><author><name>Lyss</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10927032388562769959</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/73/1048/640/Picture%20of%20Me.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
