<?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-1269278</id><updated>2011-10-27T18:31:57.519-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Michelle</title><subtitle type='html'>Hi.  I'm a 14 year old female from Kentucky.  I cheerlead for my high school, which has been my wish since I was really little.  I am goin out with Josh Nuerge, for any of you that know him.  He's awesome! :0)I mostly talk on the phone, chat on the internet and hang out with my friend, Kel.  Life has been pretty good for me lately.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://butterflykisses.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1269278/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butterflykisses.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16479805007984393511</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>9</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1269278.post-1806430</id><published>2000-12-29T22:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2000-12-29T22:11:50.220-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey, like always, I haven't written in a long time.  But, things are goin great.  Me and Josh are doin real good.  Oh, my gosh.  Robert flirts with me like crazy now.  He actually calls me and we talk online and stuff.  I don't think I'd break up with Josh for him though.  I just like flirting with him.  Josh is in California right now so I might go to the movies with Robert.  I'm bad, I know.  Hehe.  Well, Kelly is going out with Russel's friend, Brandon now.  She seems to like him a lot.  She talks about him constantly and I mean constantly.  Well, I'm kinda tired.  So, I'm gonna go.  Buh-bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1269278-1806430?l=butterflykisses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1269278/posts/default/1806430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1269278/posts/default/1806430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butterflykisses.blogspot.com/2000_12_24_archive.html#1806430' title=''/><author><name>Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16479805007984393511</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1269278.post-1603911</id><published>2000-12-08T20:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2000-12-08T20:10:51.050-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well, like always, it took me forever to write.  I just don't have any time anymore.  Me and Josh are doin great.  He's such a sweetie, I swear.  Kel's practically jealous of us.  Well, she's jealous right now cuz her boyfriend, Troy, who she's been in love with forever, either cheated on her or started a rumor that he did.  He's stupid, I swear.  I told her to break up with him, but she won't.  She likes him too much and that's totally understandable.  I feel so sorry for her.  Josh does too.  Well, in forth hour, I swear, I practically get sexually harrassed.  Well, not really, but you know what I mean.  Brad Wing humps me everyday.  That's what gets on my nerves.  Here's something that I kinda like, but I'm going out with Josh, so I can't do anything about it.  Randy Marshall grabs my butt everyday and we flirt big time.  Today, he was touching my crotch.  Well, I kissed one of his really good friends at a party last year and I told Randy that he was the best kisser I had ever had, which was the truth.  So, lately, Randy's been saying that he's gonna show me that he's a better kisser than Bryan soon.  I wouldn't mind kissing him, in fact, I was so tempted to kiss him today that I had to restrain myself from him.  I am so afraid of what would happen to me and Josh, though.  I like Josh a lot, I just wanna kiss Randy to see what it's like, I guess, I don't know, I wanna adventure.  I don't know what to do.  Kelly tells me to break up with Josh if I know it's gonna happen.  I don't wanna break up with Josh just because I wanna kiss somebody.  I told her I wish Randy would just grab me and kiss me and I couldn't really do anything about it, but then I'd be afraid for Randy's sake.  Josh would kill him.  I don't know what to do.  I'm so confused.  Maybe I'll just resist Randy.  I don't think I can though.  I think he likes me and it's so hard to shove a guy away when you know they like you.  AAAHHH, why is my life so confusing??  Well, I have to go.  Somebody's probably tryin to call my house.  Buh-bye!  :o)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1269278-1603911?l=butterflykisses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1269278/posts/default/1603911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1269278/posts/default/1603911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butterflykisses.blogspot.com/2000_12_03_archive.html#1603911' title=''/><author><name>Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16479805007984393511</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1269278.post-1541130</id><published>2000-12-03T01:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2000-12-03T02:01:54.863-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well, I haven't written in a while and a lot has changed, too!  I broke up with Kevin that Monday.  Josh Nuerge asked me out that same day and I said I didn't know him well enough.  So, I gave him my number and he called me that day.  We talked and he seemed really nice.  Well, he never called after that so I wrote him a note and I asked him why he never called me anymore after 3 days.  He wrote me back and said he was sorry and he was just busy.  So, he called me that day and asked me out again and I said yes!  We've been together ever since!  He's so great.  I think we'll be together for a really long time if not forever.  I like him more than anyone I've ever gone out with.  He told me that he didn't think we would break up and I don't think we will either.  Well, I am a cheerleader now!  Brittony persuaded me and Kel to try out for the Freshmen squad and we made it!  I'm so happy.  It's funny.  Me and Josh are the typical high school couple-football player dating cheerleader.  It's great.  I feel like I don't know, like I'm actually involved in something.  It feels great.  Well, besides all this great news, I have some bad news.  I used to like despise my mom.  We didn't have a good relationship at all.  Well, now, I can't stand my dad.  He's so arrogant.  He thinks he's always right.  He blames everything that is wrong on me.  I can't stand it.  He is so rude to me.  I feel like I can talk to my mom about anything now.  She's so open to talk to me about anything at school.  She was the one I asked to have Josh come over for Thanksgiving.  Oh, yea, Josh came over for Thanksgiving and it was our 1 week anniversary!  It was pretty neat.  Anyways, my dad is only home about 5 hours at the most for me to see him and we talk like 20 minutes out of those 5 hours and everytime we talk, it's just us yellin at each other or tellin each other we need to use the phone or get online, and that's mostly him.  I admit that sometimes, I make his life a little harder than it should be, but he does the same thing to me, too.  I can't stand it.  My mom has been really cool lately.  She understands that I have a really good thing goin on with Josh.  My dad just doesn't get it.  I definitely have some news on Robert.  He told me not too long ago that he didn't like anybody anymore because he was sick of people tryin to run his life for him.  He wrote me an e-mail yesterday tellin me that the reason he's jealous of me and Josh is because he thinks I'm hot and I look cute everyday.  Why did he have to wait until I got a boyfriend that I like too much to break up with to tell me that?  It bugs me.  But, I'm not gonna break up with Josh!  I like him soooo much!  I just have another guy waitin for me to break up with Josh, which won't happen, at least not for a really long time.  Well, I'm gonna go, I'm really tired.  Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1269278-1541130?l=butterflykisses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1269278/posts/default/1541130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1269278/posts/default/1541130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butterflykisses.blogspot.com/2000_12_03_archive.html#1541130' title=''/><author><name>Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16479805007984393511</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1269278.post-1346068</id><published>2000-11-12T19:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2000-11-12T19:10:03.756-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well, I was for sure goin out with Kevin.  Everything was goin fine until Friday.  He was bein so protective of me, like he wouldn't even let me talk to any guys in keyboarding.  Then, in lunch, he asked out Danielle Stith when she was sittin two seats down from me.  I wasn't supposed to be in that lunch hour, though.  We had to do that stupid CAPS test to do and had to go to first lunch.  Stupid jerk!!  I can't believe him!  I can't wait to break up with him tomorrow.  Well, Kelly just told me some very important things.  She went down to Russel's last night without me cuz I had to go out to eat with my parents.  Anyways, she ended up makin out with his friend from Campbell County.  I can't think of his name right now.  I can't believe that!  She's crazy.  HMMM, I have got to find someone else to go out with.  I like Russel and Robert a lot, but they don't like me, so forget that.  Well, I better go.  Bye for now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1269278-1346068?l=butterflykisses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1269278/posts/default/1346068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1269278/posts/default/1346068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butterflykisses.blogspot.com/2000_11_12_archive.html#1346068' title=''/><author><name>Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16479805007984393511</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1269278.post-1308714</id><published>2000-11-08T16:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2000-11-08T16:39:15.383-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello.  Today, I had a good day.  I started goin out with Kevin Whaley, I think.  I don't know if we're really goin out or not.  We never said anything about it after I told Grace to tell him I said yes.  I sorta hope we're not.  I don't know, I think I was just under a lot of pressure when he asked me out for the fourth time!!!  He hasn't called me, so I guess not.  I don't know.  Well, I tried my hardest to go out with Tommy, but he just told me he wasn't interested in me anymore.  What a jerk.  I hope he gets screwed over and nobody at his school likes him anymore when they figure out how mean he really is.  Or maybe he's just mean to me.  Who knows.  Well, I just know Chris is mad at me for goin out with Kevin.  I can tell.  I feel bad.  Now, I feel that I just would've told Kevin no.  I'm so mean.  I swear.  Oh, and I just know Russel is flirtin with Kelly.  He confuses me.  I like him so much and he always does crap like this.  He told Kel today that him and his girlfriend were doin better.  Great!!  Well, other than all this, I had a good day.  I really did!  Well, I better go.  I gotta call Chris and Kelly.  Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1269278-1308714?l=butterflykisses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1269278/posts/default/1308714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1269278/posts/default/1308714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butterflykisses.blogspot.com/2000_11_05_archive.html#1308714' title=''/><author><name>Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16479805007984393511</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1269278.post-1297218</id><published>2000-11-07T16:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2000-11-07T16:50:19.760-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ok, now it's time to talk about Chris.  I don't know what's up with him lately.  I was talkin to him yesterday and he acted really weird.  Then I asked him what was up today and he said nothing.  Come to find out, he was ummmm, high!  So, I guess he was not thinking right.  Well, I don't really mind if he does that, that's his own thing.  What upset me is that he didn't want to tell me.  He is the only person that I can just say whatever I feel like to.  I love him for that.  I just want him to feel the same way about me.  He's so nice.  I swear, I love him to death.  Sometimes, he just acts weird.  I'm still trying to decide what to say to him.  He's definitely sweet.  He's always giving me compliments.  I love that.  I'm just afraid if I go out with him and we break up, we won't be friends anymore.  And I can't have him mad at me.  He's my best friend, besides Kel, of course.  Well, I guess only time will tell....................&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1269278-1297218?l=butterflykisses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1269278/posts/default/1297218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1269278/posts/default/1297218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butterflykisses.blogspot.com/2000_11_05_archive.html#1297218' title=''/><author><name>Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16479805007984393511</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1269278.post-1295678</id><published>2000-11-07T13:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2000-11-07T13:55:45.040-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey.  Today was definitely a crazy day.  I stayed up until 6 this morning tryin to download aol6.0.  Gosh, that took forever.  Well, Tommy read ya yesterday, but he didn't really say anything about us getting together.  I truthfully thought him reading this might help.  I really do like him.  I mean, duh, at one point in my life, that's all my friends ever heard about was Tommy.  But, I guess I just gave up on him.  That didn't mean I didn't like him.  I just didn't think I had a chance with him.  I asked him out one last time last year and at first he said no, I don't like you that way.  Then, a little later, he got online and told me that he did like me the same way, but he needed time to think about it.  Then, you know what I do?  I find a boyfriend in the time that he's thinking about it and ruin it for us.  I guess there will never be an "us" with me and Tommy.  I can just tell that he didn't like me when he asked me out the other night.  I just know him too well I guess.  Or do I even know him at all?  I mean, I never met the kid.  From his pictures, I can tell he's pretty hot and I like his personality(even though he has occassional mood swings, but hey, we all do, right?)  I guess it's just the adventure of trying something new like not knowing the person I'm goin out with, but when I went out with him, I had the time of my life.  I learned a lot of great things from him.  He showed me how to be a better person.  Before, I was so mean and I really didn't care for anybody, but myself.  And now that I met him, things have changed.  Well, off of Tommy before I get upset and cry over him because I wanna be with him.  Anyways, I talked to Robert online last night and he told me that he didn't like anybody anymore because he's sick of girls tellin him what to do with his love life.  I was pretty upset that he lead me on that whole time.  I guess I should've known I didn't have a chance with a senior.  Tommy was right.  I don't have a chance with Russel or Robert.  Oh, and I've been flirting with Aaron Hendershot lately.  Kelly hates him, so I don't really wanna tell her that I like him.  But, I told him to come up to my house today and he told me he wouldn't unless I went down to his house.  I might, I doubt it though.  I'm definitely lookin like crap.  My mom woke me up at 10 this morning because her and Nina had to go vote.  So, I went, but I didn't even put my contacts in.  I mean, I had only had 4 hours of sleep at best!  Come on.  I like to sleep, too.  So, I went and stayed in the car.  Well, I was in the back seat about to go to sleep and someone pecks on the window.  I thought my mom was done and she was tellin me to unlock the doors.  So, I look up and who is it?  Kelly.  I'm looking like crap too.  I felt like an idiot cuz Scott was parked right next to us and he was looking at us the whole time.  Me and Kel just sat in the car and talked till her mom, my mom, and Nina came out.  Then, we went to Wendy's and got some food and came home.  So, I'm really tired.  Gosh, I still have to write my personal narrative.  This is crazy!  Mrs. Feinauer wants us to write 2 pages, front and back!!!  I can't do that about any particular event in my life.  It's nuts.  We're in high school, not college.  Well, I better go.  I've written too much.  Bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1269278-1295678?l=butterflykisses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1269278/posts/default/1295678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1269278/posts/default/1295678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butterflykisses.blogspot.com/2000_11_05_archive.html#1295678' title=''/><author><name>Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16479805007984393511</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1269278.post-1288849</id><published>2000-11-06T21:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2000-11-06T21:23:00.586-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello, today's been ok.  Kel spent the night last night.  We had a lot of fun.  We ended up stayin up until like 3 and we were actin pretty crazy.  Well, Kel called Russel and he said that he didn't like me cuz he had a girlfriend.  That stinks.  Oh, and Tommy asked me out right when Kelly was talkin to Russel.  I couldn't believe it.  I was like, "Now?"  He said thanks.  I was so confusesd, but he thought I said no.  So, he just decided to go ahead and answer for me.  So, I guess he really doesn't wanna go out with me.  That sucks.  I kinda liked him too.  I couldn't believe he asked me out!!!  I was so happy.  I'm kinda confused with all these guys, though.  The only one I really like is Russel and he has a girlfriend, which like Tommy said, means I have no chance.  Gosh, my life really sucks sometimes.  I swear, every guy that I like, Jenni Fecher ends up liking too.  Robert, now Russel.  I swear, it's gettin on my nerves really bad.  Well, I don't know what's up with me and Tommy.  Does he really like me?  He doesn't act like it.  If he doesn't, why did he ask me out?  I've liked him ever since I started talkin to him on the phone about a year and a half ago.  I have actually liked him that long.  I know I was stupid and broke up with him 3 times, and then when he asked me out, I didn't just say yes right away!  I can be so stupid sometimes.  Well, I better go.  Aaron's probably tryin to call me.  I'll write tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1269278-1288849?l=butterflykisses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1269278/posts/default/1288849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1269278/posts/default/1288849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butterflykisses.blogspot.com/2000_11_05_archive.html#1288849' title=''/><author><name>Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16479805007984393511</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1269278.post-1269368</id><published>2000-11-04T16:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2000-11-04T16:46:33.116-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi.  Things have been going ok today, I guess.  I'm dying for Kel to get home so she can call Russel and see if he likes me.  I hope he does.  I like him a lot.  He's so cute.  Well, Tommy found out that me and Chris were talkin nasty online last night.  That means we're ruined.  Tommy will tell everyone.  I don't know why I get myself into these kind of positions.  I don't even really like Chris.  He's just a really good friend.  Why do I do this?  Do I feel sorry for him?  Am I afraid of losing him as a friend?  I will probably never know.  I only have my eyes settled on Russel and sorta Robert P.  Robert says he likes me but he sure doesn't act like it.  Russel acts like he likes me, but he hasn't said anything about it.  I hope me and Kel go back down there soon.  I really like to hang out at his house.  My mom's pretty cool with it, too.  I didn't even tell her we were outside.  For all she knew, we could've been in his house makin out.  But, we weren't.  So, it's ok.  Gosh, I've had a lot of boys ask me out lately.  Kevin asked me out 3 times in 2 weeks and now he has a girlfriend.  Kenny Moore asked me out yesterday.  Chris asked me out Thursday.  I'll say no to both of them though.  I'm waitin for Russel.  He told me yesterday that him and his girlfriend weren't doing so well.  That means I have a better chance with him.  HMMM, I hope I go out with him.  Well, I'm gonna go now.  I'll write tomorrow or maybe later on today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1269278-1269368?l=butterflykisses.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1269278/posts/default/1269368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1269278/posts/default/1269368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://butterflykisses.blogspot.com/2000_10_29_archive.html#1269368' title=''/><author><name>Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16479805007984393511</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
