<?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-4721841499023780878</id><updated>2011-04-21T13:21:16.679-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Beauty of a Serenade</title><subtitle type='html'>This is the story of my life.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cinderellakomplicated.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4721841499023780878/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cinderellakomplicated.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Sunflower</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00523561807727977329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i12.tinypic.com/6g8tank.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>26</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4721841499023780878.post-8664831044024383896</id><published>2008-03-12T15:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-12T15:42:47.708-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 6</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Seek Sacred in the Ordinary&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Task:Find evidence of the sacred in your garden, or in your neighborhood, or on your street. What about this ordinary place is extraordinary?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;So in accomplishing this task, all I had to do was look at my back yard, and I was left breathless. I am so blessed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_imZE0fpmnBI/R9hcUyNvssI/AAAAAAAAAE8/UzRo6orO3dw/s1600-h/sunrise.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176989283808948930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_imZE0fpmnBI/R9hcUyNvssI/AAAAAAAAAE8/UzRo6orO3dw/s320/sunrise.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4721841499023780878-8664831044024383896?l=cinderellakomplicated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cinderellakomplicated.blogspot.com/feeds/8664831044024383896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4721841499023780878&amp;postID=8664831044024383896' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4721841499023780878/posts/default/8664831044024383896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4721841499023780878/posts/default/8664831044024383896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cinderellakomplicated.blogspot.com/2008/03/day-6.html' title='Day 6'/><author><name>Sunflower</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00523561807727977329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i12.tinypic.com/6g8tank.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_imZE0fpmnBI/R9hcUyNvssI/AAAAAAAAAE8/UzRo6orO3dw/s72-c/sunrise.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4721841499023780878.post-8807875425837239038</id><published>2008-03-10T17:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-10T17:57:52.110-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 4 &amp; 5</title><content type='html'>Try not to Panic and Pay attention&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today and yesterday I had to task:&lt;br /&gt;1. Do something without expecting recognition for it and,&lt;br /&gt;2. Notice a miracle in your everyday surroundings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So,&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I handed it all to God. I decided that everything I did I would do for him and amazing things happened. I have never been thanked so many times in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And today&lt;br /&gt;I looked around and noticed one most amazing thing:&lt;br /&gt;My family has taken me back even after all the stuff I've done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love my life&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4721841499023780878-8807875425837239038?l=cinderellakomplicated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cinderellakomplicated.blogspot.com/feeds/8807875425837239038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4721841499023780878&amp;postID=8807875425837239038' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4721841499023780878/posts/default/8807875425837239038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4721841499023780878/posts/default/8807875425837239038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cinderellakomplicated.blogspot.com/2008/03/day-4-5.html' title='Day 4 &amp; 5'/><author><name>Sunflower</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00523561807727977329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i12.tinypic.com/6g8tank.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4721841499023780878.post-6434733152084588680</id><published>2008-03-08T20:10:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-08T20:10:36.047-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 3</title><content type='html'>"Be Kind"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today it just talked a lot about how people must be kind to each other. By doing this we can "help drive some of the darkness out of the world."I thought it was beautiful. I had a rough day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4721841499023780878-6434733152084588680?l=cinderellakomplicated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cinderellakomplicated.blogspot.com/feeds/6434733152084588680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4721841499023780878&amp;postID=6434733152084588680' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4721841499023780878/posts/default/6434733152084588680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4721841499023780878/posts/default/6434733152084588680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cinderellakomplicated.blogspot.com/2008/03/day-3.html' title='Day 3'/><author><name>Sunflower</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00523561807727977329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i12.tinypic.com/6g8tank.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4721841499023780878.post-275273656673813063</id><published>2008-03-07T21:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-07T21:03:15.199-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 2</title><content type='html'>"Go into All Four Rooms"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In life you are given for rooms they are: a physical, a mental, an emotional and a spiritual room.&lt;br /&gt;It says in my book that people generally linger in one room most of the time. But it also says that unless we air out each room everyday we are not a complete person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Task:"Assess the condition of your four rooms. Which one looks like you visit is regularly? Which one needs airing out?"So I thought about this task.....A LOT today. Where do i spend most of my time...the sadest part...my conclusion..physical. I hate that. I mean, yes, at times it is necessary to be there but life is not based on physical things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sooooooooooooo. What will I do to change this..well obviously open the doors and windows to my other three rooms. I decided I need to do the most cleaning in the spiritual and emotional room. I've havent been in the spiritual room in ages, and I need to clean out all the baggage from the emotional room. LUCKILY! Today I threw out a ton of my emotional baggage. So yay me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4721841499023780878-275273656673813063?l=cinderellakomplicated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cinderellakomplicated.blogspot.com/feeds/275273656673813063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4721841499023780878&amp;postID=275273656673813063' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4721841499023780878/posts/default/275273656673813063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4721841499023780878/posts/default/275273656673813063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cinderellakomplicated.blogspot.com/2008/03/day-2.html' title='Day 2'/><author><name>Sunflower</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00523561807727977329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i12.tinypic.com/6g8tank.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4721841499023780878.post-8552066318250323352</id><published>2008-03-06T17:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-06T17:50:34.154-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A New Day: Day 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_imZE0fpmnBI/R9CfYoIha7I/AAAAAAAAAE0/0_RpvtGKMSo/s1600-h/shellbeach.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174811217287539634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_imZE0fpmnBI/R9CfYoIha7I/AAAAAAAAAE0/0_RpvtGKMSo/s320/shellbeach.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Starting today I'll be writing a note everyday. I'm reading a book called 100 Ways to Keep Your Soul Alive. Everyday it gives you a new task. I'll be writing about how I act out these things....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So here;s to the Future, Here's to the Now, and Here's to growing and learning more about myself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Day 1:Task: "Live in this Moment." "Do something competely on the spur of the moment today, without thinking about past experiences or future consequences. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So what did I do...I made deviled eggs, which I haven't done in forever, but I have been craving them. So I just made them.I also let go of something from my past that I have been clinging to, but I dont need it anymore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now I need to find myself, I need happiness.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;God said "My name is I am." Not "I was," Not "I will be," but "I Am." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"When you live in the past, with its mistakes and regrets it is hard. I am not there. My name is not 'I was.'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;When you live in the future, with its problems and fears it is hard. I am not there. My name is not 'I will be.'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;When you live in this moment, it is not hard. I am here. My name is 'I am'"So this is me now. I am laying it all out. I am finding myself by finding God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/photo.php?pid=483830&amp;amp;op=1&amp;amp;view=all&amp;amp;subj=8999838917&amp;amp;aid=-1&amp;amp;oid=8999838917&amp;amp;id=593257338"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4721841499023780878-8552066318250323352?l=cinderellakomplicated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cinderellakomplicated.blogspot.com/feeds/8552066318250323352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4721841499023780878&amp;postID=8552066318250323352' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4721841499023780878/posts/default/8552066318250323352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4721841499023780878/posts/default/8552066318250323352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cinderellakomplicated.blogspot.com/2008/03/new-day-day-1.html' title='A New Day: Day 1'/><author><name>Sunflower</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00523561807727977329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i12.tinypic.com/6g8tank.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_imZE0fpmnBI/R9CfYoIha7I/AAAAAAAAAE0/0_RpvtGKMSo/s72-c/shellbeach.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4721841499023780878.post-3930302142434991264</id><published>2007-11-15T11:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-15T11:40:01.541-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tired</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I need a break. I'm tired. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4721841499023780878-3930302142434991264?l=cinderellakomplicated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cinderellakomplicated.blogspot.com/feeds/3930302142434991264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4721841499023780878&amp;postID=3930302142434991264' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4721841499023780878/posts/default/3930302142434991264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4721841499023780878/posts/default/3930302142434991264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cinderellakomplicated.blogspot.com/2007/11/tired.html' title='Tired'/><author><name>Sunflower</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00523561807727977329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i12.tinypic.com/6g8tank.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4721841499023780878.post-4558544412734791453</id><published>2007-10-25T20:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-24T14:48:25.817-08:00</updated><title type='text'>poems</title><content type='html'>1.&lt;br /&gt;In a perplexed state he wanders,&lt;br /&gt;He is through with all these games,&lt;br /&gt;For he has played far to long.&lt;br /&gt;This tranquil feeling spreads as he closes his eyes.&lt;br /&gt;She cannot help but fear destruction,&lt;br /&gt;As a drop of rain falls,so does her gaze.&lt;br /&gt;In rapture of the pain her heart skips a beat.&lt;br /&gt;As the terrential down pour continues,&lt;br /&gt;He breaks to a stop.&lt;br /&gt;As she slowly grabs her things she wispers "I love you" on last time,&lt;br /&gt;Having barely closed the door,he speeds away,&lt;br /&gt;Leaving her there in the heavy down pour,&lt;br /&gt;An unspoken reflection on wht was once had is lost in trepedation.&lt;br /&gt;Death has come.&lt;br /&gt;2.&lt;br /&gt;And so in this moment at last,&lt;br /&gt;She will try to forget her clandestine past,&lt;br /&gt;She will walk from his arms,&lt;br /&gt;Into a cloister of her own,&lt;br /&gt;Taking on the charm that has left her alone,&lt;br /&gt;Thriving to see her own defeat,&lt;br /&gt;Once she falls she will slowly be beat,&lt;br /&gt;In anger,&lt;br /&gt;In sadness,&lt;br /&gt;She will slowly fall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Into a dream he falls,&lt;br /&gt;The defeat she has presented him calls,&lt;br /&gt;A cold awareness of where he lies,&lt;br /&gt;Causes him to open his swollen eyes.&lt;br /&gt;In her presence he has now become austere,&lt;br /&gt;Pulling away from her words that tear.&lt;br /&gt;With these spurious dreams he slowly dies,&lt;br /&gt;Dreaming days and dreaming nights.&lt;br /&gt;"For they who dream by day are cognizant of many things which escape those who only dream by night,"&lt;br /&gt;Her stoic demeanor will drive him away,&lt;br /&gt;Into ination he will sway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Standing here,&lt;br /&gt;Falling so gently never hurt so much,&lt;br /&gt;Why is this pain wind breaking my heart?&lt;br /&gt;So swiftly I'm carried to a moment of ethereal bliss,&lt;br /&gt;Silently wasting away.&lt;br /&gt;Flickering in and out I am unaware,&lt;br /&gt;Panic spreads over,&lt;br /&gt;And then follows dispare,&lt;br /&gt;As I pallidy awaken,&lt;br /&gt;You gesture to free this heart that has been taken.&lt;br /&gt;I fall into you,&lt;br /&gt;And I quicly stand on my own,&lt;br /&gt;Strength was all I needed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4721841499023780878-4558544412734791453?l=cinderellakomplicated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cinderellakomplicated.blogspot.com/feeds/4558544412734791453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4721841499023780878&amp;postID=4558544412734791453' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4721841499023780878/posts/default/4558544412734791453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4721841499023780878/posts/default/4558544412734791453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cinderellakomplicated.blogspot.com/2007/10/poems.html' title='poems'/><author><name>Sunflower</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00523561807727977329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i12.tinypic.com/6g8tank.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4721841499023780878.post-8480532784846425269</id><published>2007-09-30T06:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-30T07:14:25.099-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Beach Evening</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_imZE0fpmnBI/Rv-s_mrKcII/AAAAAAAAAD8/CKGbLAnl66U/s1600-h/dunes.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115997910429495426" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_imZE0fpmnBI/Rv-s_mrKcII/AAAAAAAAAD8/CKGbLAnl66U/s400/dunes.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;The other night I decided that I would go to the beach...I took pictures, here they are:&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_imZE0fpmnBI/Rv-tWmrKcJI/AAAAAAAAAEE/Ejuce6mlCJk/s1600-h/foam.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115998305566486674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_imZE0fpmnBI/Rv-tWmrKcJI/AAAAAAAAAEE/Ejuce6mlCJk/s400/foam.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_imZE0fpmnBI/Rv-ts2rKcKI/AAAAAAAAAEM/2n0MdURelnY/s1600-h/footsteps.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115998687818576034" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_imZE0fpmnBI/Rv-ts2rKcKI/AAAAAAAAAEM/2n0MdURelnY/s400/footsteps.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_imZE0fpmnBI/Rv-uP2rKcLI/AAAAAAAAAEU/PAbuDJa3tPk/s1600-h/shellbeach.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115999289113997490" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_imZE0fpmnBI/Rv-uP2rKcLI/AAAAAAAAAEU/PAbuDJa3tPk/s400/shellbeach.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_imZE0fpmnBI/Rv-ulGrKcMI/AAAAAAAAAEc/8CWSJPfPfDU/s1600-h/treelight.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115999654186217666" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_imZE0fpmnBI/Rv-ulGrKcMI/AAAAAAAAAEc/8CWSJPfPfDU/s320/treelight.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_imZE0fpmnBI/Rv-u4GrKcNI/AAAAAAAAAEk/Xu1Y67SFVZs/s1600-h/waves.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115999980603732178" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_imZE0fpmnBI/Rv-u4GrKcNI/AAAAAAAAAEk/Xu1Y67SFVZs/s320/waves.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_imZE0fpmnBI/Rv-vGmrKcOI/AAAAAAAAAEs/QPrdN48DXLc/s1600-h/moon.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116000229711835362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_imZE0fpmnBI/Rv-vGmrKcOI/AAAAAAAAAEs/QPrdN48DXLc/s320/moon.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4721841499023780878-8480532784846425269?l=cinderellakomplicated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cinderellakomplicated.blogspot.com/feeds/8480532784846425269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4721841499023780878&amp;postID=8480532784846425269' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4721841499023780878/posts/default/8480532784846425269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4721841499023780878/posts/default/8480532784846425269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cinderellakomplicated.blogspot.com/2007/09/beach-evening.html' title='Beach Evening'/><author><name>Sunflower</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00523561807727977329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i12.tinypic.com/6g8tank.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_imZE0fpmnBI/Rv-s_mrKcII/AAAAAAAAAD8/CKGbLAnl66U/s72-c/dunes.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4721841499023780878.post-9108593181366537005</id><published>2007-09-19T16:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-19T16:10:54.781-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Results are in</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Ok so all this ignoring my blog has gone to good use. I had my first exams this past week, and I got the rest of my grades today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Here they are:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#00cccc;"&gt;PE: 91%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#00cccc;"&gt;Art History: 100% !!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#00cccc;"&gt;Western Civ: 94%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#00cccc;"&gt;and Finally&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#00cccc;"&gt;(drum roll please)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#00cccc;"&gt;a 93% in Psychology....it may not sound great, but I have the highest grade in my class!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#00cccc;"&gt;I am so excited. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#00cccc;"&gt;Oh and these arent all my classes I have Design I and English 111 too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#00cccc;"&gt;I am accomplishing my goals! They are maintain all A's and attend all classes. I am finaly proud of my self for something.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4721841499023780878-9108593181366537005?l=cinderellakomplicated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cinderellakomplicated.blogspot.com/feeds/9108593181366537005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4721841499023780878&amp;postID=9108593181366537005' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4721841499023780878/posts/default/9108593181366537005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4721841499023780878/posts/default/9108593181366537005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cinderellakomplicated.blogspot.com/2007/09/results-are-in.html' title='Results are in'/><author><name>Sunflower</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00523561807727977329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i12.tinypic.com/6g8tank.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4721841499023780878.post-9041384440281800406</id><published>2007-09-14T08:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-14T08:41:01.810-07:00</updated><title type='text'>UGH!</title><content type='html'>Ok guys! I have been so busy, and when i finally have more time i'll post a blog and update, I just wanted to let you know that I havent forgotten about this!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4721841499023780878-9041384440281800406?l=cinderellakomplicated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cinderellakomplicated.blogspot.com/feeds/9041384440281800406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4721841499023780878&amp;postID=9041384440281800406' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4721841499023780878/posts/default/9041384440281800406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4721841499023780878/posts/default/9041384440281800406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cinderellakomplicated.blogspot.com/2007/09/ugh.html' title='UGH!'/><author><name>Sunflower</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00523561807727977329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i12.tinypic.com/6g8tank.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4721841499023780878.post-5862172530134923531</id><published>2007-09-06T15:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-06T15:24:00.985-07:00</updated><title type='text'>(None)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff6600;"&gt;About me:I'm Katie. I never seem to run out of things to say. As of now: My life is a whirlwind, but I hug it like a harmless little tree. Its and earthquake, but I calm it. I need a new town to leave all this behind. I'm not interested in being someone else anymore. I'm not interested in being someones priority, I'm interested in Being my own. "How many lovers would stay, just to put up with this everyday and all day???" My greatest desire is to get out and be what I've always dreamed and wanted for myself. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4721841499023780878-5862172530134923531?l=cinderellakomplicated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cinderellakomplicated.blogspot.com/feeds/5862172530134923531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4721841499023780878&amp;postID=5862172530134923531' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4721841499023780878/posts/default/5862172530134923531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4721841499023780878/posts/default/5862172530134923531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cinderellakomplicated.blogspot.com/2007/09/none.html' title='(None)'/><author><name>Sunflower</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00523561807727977329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i12.tinypic.com/6g8tank.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4721841499023780878.post-1201284429427047299</id><published>2007-09-02T06:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-02T06:47:57.391-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Never know</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I am so incredibly happy. Its weird to not be sad and depressed anymore....but its amazing to feel this content and at was. I was thinking last night wondering why I was feeling this, but then I decided I dont want to know! I dont want to ruin it or have it taken away!!!! I love it!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4721841499023780878-1201284429427047299?l=cinderellakomplicated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cinderellakomplicated.blogspot.com/feeds/1201284429427047299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4721841499023780878&amp;postID=1201284429427047299' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4721841499023780878/posts/default/1201284429427047299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4721841499023780878/posts/default/1201284429427047299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cinderellakomplicated.blogspot.com/2007/09/never-know.html' title='Never know'/><author><name>Sunflower</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00523561807727977329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i12.tinypic.com/6g8tank.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4721841499023780878.post-6015741763213330986</id><published>2007-08-27T18:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-27T18:27:14.034-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pictures I love</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;I love my sis so much!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_imZE0fpmnBI/RtN5vX-JACI/AAAAAAAAAD0/vPWoyxK5tZU/s1600-h/niteoutII.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103556657536368674" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_imZE0fpmnBI/RtN5vX-JACI/AAAAAAAAAD0/vPWoyxK5tZU/s400/niteoutII.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;I can't wait to see her this weekend!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_imZE0fpmnBI/RtN5hn-JABI/AAAAAAAAADs/1SdKVboLKWU/s1600-h/niteot.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103556421313167378" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_imZE0fpmnBI/RtN5hn-JABI/AAAAAAAAADs/1SdKVboLKWU/s400/niteot.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4721841499023780878-6015741763213330986?l=cinderellakomplicated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cinderellakomplicated.blogspot.com/feeds/6015741763213330986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4721841499023780878&amp;postID=6015741763213330986' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4721841499023780878/posts/default/6015741763213330986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4721841499023780878/posts/default/6015741763213330986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cinderellakomplicated.blogspot.com/2007/08/pictures-i-love.html' title='Pictures I love'/><author><name>Sunflower</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00523561807727977329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i12.tinypic.com/6g8tank.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_imZE0fpmnBI/RtN5vX-JACI/AAAAAAAAAD0/vPWoyxK5tZU/s72-c/niteoutII.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4721841499023780878.post-4181522352158474433</id><published>2007-08-27T17:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-27T17:56:39.566-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It took me some time</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;But now and I am strong. There is no need for me to cry anymore. I've got myself to look after..I've got myself to be strong for. I've found strength and courage in that for the first time..I'm used to looking for that in other people, but now I've found it in myself. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4721841499023780878-4181522352158474433?l=cinderellakomplicated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cinderellakomplicated.blogspot.com/feeds/4181522352158474433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4721841499023780878&amp;postID=4181522352158474433' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4721841499023780878/posts/default/4181522352158474433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4721841499023780878/posts/default/4181522352158474433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cinderellakomplicated.blogspot.com/2007/08/it-took-me-some-time.html' title='It took me some time'/><author><name>Sunflower</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00523561807727977329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i12.tinypic.com/6g8tank.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4721841499023780878.post-7483902900619873798</id><published>2007-08-24T20:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-24T20:41:32.514-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Poem</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;"Subconsciously Written"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;By. me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Hidden in this captive place,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;A memory she cannot erase.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;All the words fall short&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;,They leave undefined the way she feels inside.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;He corrects her where she lies,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Hiding under this beautiful wicked disguise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Deception is not always truth,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;It is all that lies beneath her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4721841499023780878-7483902900619873798?l=cinderellakomplicated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cinderellakomplicated.blogspot.com/feeds/7483902900619873798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4721841499023780878&amp;postID=7483902900619873798' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4721841499023780878/posts/default/7483902900619873798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4721841499023780878/posts/default/7483902900619873798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cinderellakomplicated.blogspot.com/2007/08/poem.html' title='Poem'/><author><name>Sunflower</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00523561807727977329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i12.tinypic.com/6g8tank.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4721841499023780878.post-8152666072949564992</id><published>2007-08-18T19:43:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-18T19:45:34.424-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Toxic Town</title><content type='html'>This town is only fool* of liars. All thats left are the people who have bad intentions. All thats left are people like her. I am better than that. I am not a liar, stealer or cheat. I am a beautiful honest person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want..no I need to get out of this place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Spelled this way intentionally&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Love you Momma and Daddy! I wish I was in the Holy City..I would feel better&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4721841499023780878-8152666072949564992?l=cinderellakomplicated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cinderellakomplicated.blogspot.com/feeds/8152666072949564992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4721841499023780878&amp;postID=8152666072949564992' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4721841499023780878/posts/default/8152666072949564992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4721841499023780878/posts/default/8152666072949564992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cinderellakomplicated.blogspot.com/2007/08/toxic-town.html' title='Toxic Town'/><author><name>Sunflower</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00523561807727977329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i12.tinypic.com/6g8tank.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4721841499023780878.post-97686595456765355</id><published>2007-08-18T18:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-18T18:20:40.629-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Mask</title><content type='html'>"Mask"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#33ff33;"&gt;"The mask she wears covers who she really is from the rest of the world,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#33ff33;"&gt;No emotion on her sleeve,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#33ff33;"&gt;This covers all of them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#33ff33;"&gt;With tears in her eyes she hides away from those around her,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#33ff33;"&gt;She lets go of every word,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#33ff33;"&gt;As if it has no meaning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Her heart cannot take it anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#33ff33;"&gt;She uses this cache to veil that which she really is,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Falling into this diguise,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#33ff33;"&gt;She allows no one to view her soul.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Concealment is her goal,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#33ff33;"&gt;This facade secretly accompanies her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#33ff33;"&gt;The rest of the world drives on,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Simply unaware of this disappearing beauty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Where tears once stood,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#33ff33;"&gt;She can only provide empty eyes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Where a smile once formed,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Her lips become death-like.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#33ff33;"&gt;No emotions. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4721841499023780878-97686595456765355?l=cinderellakomplicated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cinderellakomplicated.blogspot.com/feeds/97686595456765355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4721841499023780878&amp;postID=97686595456765355' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4721841499023780878/posts/default/97686595456765355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4721841499023780878/posts/default/97686595456765355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cinderellakomplicated.blogspot.com/2007/08/mask.html' title='The Mask'/><author><name>Sunflower</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00523561807727977329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i12.tinypic.com/6g8tank.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4721841499023780878.post-1561731683062299470</id><published>2007-08-14T06:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-14T06:17:51.612-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer '07 is over in 1 day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_imZE0fpmnBI/RsGoWC2-HSI/AAAAAAAAADk/hhv01bL5pjo/s1600-h/andypool.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098541349838134562" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_imZE0fpmnBI/RsGoWC2-HSI/AAAAAAAAADk/hhv01bL5pjo/s320/andypool.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;This summer is coming to an end. I start school tomorrow morning at 9am with a Western &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Civ&lt;/span&gt; class! So exciting! I am a little nervous, because this is such a new experience for me, but the unknown aspect of it intrigues me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;This summer has been filled with many new adventures, and many beautiful days. I have grown a lot, and also learned much about myself and the people around me. I has been a rough summer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;But college for me is a fresh start, and I am optimistic about the out come. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;I'd like to thank my Momma for getting me this far in school, she is the most intelligent woman I know. Until recently I never realized how blessed I was to have her as my teacher all these years. She prepared me for things and situations I never thought I would met, but when they came about having here knowledge helped me through. Thank you Momma.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;I'd like to thank my Daddy for his sense of humor, because even though we may not always get along or agree on things(boys in particular) you are always there to make laugh, which I would be lost without! It nice to have someone there like you who is just obsessed with Harry Potter as I am. Thank you for sharing your stories of the struggles you have been through, because I even though I may not fully appreciate it now, one day when I look back at what I've gone through I'll know that all that stregth came from you. You are Batman :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;P.S. I know I'm not smarter that you :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;I'd like to thank my sister, Baby Girl as Momma Calls her. She has stuck by me through everything. She's my best friend, I would dissapear without her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;I'd like to thank Jon. He is the coolest cook I know. He is one of the funniest people I know, and also one of the most talented! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;And last but not least, Andy Roo. My insanity in the family(though, we are all a little crazy!) Whenever I want to have a goo time, I find my little man! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;My family is my rock. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4721841499023780878-1561731683062299470?l=cinderellakomplicated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cinderellakomplicated.blogspot.com/feeds/1561731683062299470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4721841499023780878&amp;postID=1561731683062299470' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4721841499023780878/posts/default/1561731683062299470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4721841499023780878/posts/default/1561731683062299470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cinderellakomplicated.blogspot.com/2007/08/summer-07-is-over-in-1-day.html' title='Summer &apos;07 is over in 1 day'/><author><name>Sunflower</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00523561807727977329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i12.tinypic.com/6g8tank.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_imZE0fpmnBI/RsGoWC2-HSI/AAAAAAAAADk/hhv01bL5pjo/s72-c/andypool.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4721841499023780878.post-6546593737078227470</id><published>2007-08-06T11:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-06T11:22:10.257-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I feel</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;I feel like a huge weight and dissapointment to everyone in my life. I feel like I am in everyone elses way of success. And instead of people listening to what I want for myself they are to busy telling me that they now what I want(even though they don't) and they know and want whats best for me(which i dont disagree with). I am so emotionally tired and drained of this. I can't make anyone happy. I wish I could just work on what make me happy, which is my art, but its just not happening.&lt;br /&gt;I wish that instead of people telling me that I'm wrong they could help me in a more positive way. I need that.&lt;br /&gt;But as of this moment..I am my only influence, and I am going to work on making myself happy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4721841499023780878-6546593737078227470?l=cinderellakomplicated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cinderellakomplicated.blogspot.com/feeds/6546593737078227470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4721841499023780878&amp;postID=6546593737078227470' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4721841499023780878/posts/default/6546593737078227470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4721841499023780878/posts/default/6546593737078227470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cinderellakomplicated.blogspot.com/2007/08/i-feel.html' title='I feel'/><author><name>Sunflower</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00523561807727977329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i12.tinypic.com/6g8tank.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4721841499023780878.post-1669478169444238136</id><published>2007-08-02T07:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-02T09:28:57.524-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Momma Bear's Birthday!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_imZE0fpmnBI/RrID8i2-HDI/AAAAAAAAABs/7gnSo1xvcG0/s1600-h/edwin.girls.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094138467193855026" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_imZE0fpmnBI/RrID8i2-HDI/AAAAAAAAABs/7gnSo1xvcG0/s320/edwin.girls.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Todays is Momma's Birthday! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;My mother is probably one of the most inspiring people I know. Seeing all that she has accomplished, and yet she strives for more. She has sacrificed so mush for her family and her children. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;She is also a great companion! Who else could I jump in the car with and go on and edwin weekend with the girls? She is always there handing out the greatest advice, teaching me all that she has learned, making me laugh so hard in Hechts playing with the mannaquins and there underwear, or humoring me when I discover Spotted dick, and supporting me in everything I do. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I dont know what I would do with out my momma! I love you momma! Happy Birthday!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_imZE0fpmnBI/RrIEFy2-HEI/AAAAAAAAAB0/SwQsRCDXlSc/s1600-h/mnk1.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094138626107644994" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_imZE0fpmnBI/RrIEFy2-HEI/AAAAAAAAAB0/SwQsRCDXlSc/s320/mnk1.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Momma and I at the Bowling Alley&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_imZE0fpmnBI/RrIESS2-HFI/AAAAAAAAAB8/AzHgZk_tfGU/s1600-h/cookin.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094138840856009810" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_imZE0fpmnBI/RrIESS2-HFI/AAAAAAAAAB8/AzHgZk_tfGU/s320/cookin.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;In the Kitchen whipping up something amazing!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_imZE0fpmnBI/RrIEsS2-HGI/AAAAAAAAACE/8Cjk-oKiDSU/s1600-h/angeloak.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094139287532608610" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_imZE0fpmnBI/RrIEsS2-HGI/AAAAAAAAACE/8Cjk-oKiDSU/s320/angeloak.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;At Angel Oak with Dad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_imZE0fpmnBI/RrIFCy2-HHI/AAAAAAAAACM/ONz0EurFgeI/s1600-h/hugs.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094139674079665266" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_imZE0fpmnBI/RrIFCy2-HHI/AAAAAAAAACM/ONz0EurFgeI/s320/hugs.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Momma and Christianne&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_imZE0fpmnBI/RrIFTy2-HII/AAAAAAAAACU/MKKfZnoCRXA/s1600-h/mnk.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094139966137441410" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_imZE0fpmnBI/RrIFTy2-HII/AAAAAAAAACU/MKKfZnoCRXA/s320/mnk.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Mom and I in the Mountains&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_imZE0fpmnBI/RrIFry2-HJI/AAAAAAAAACc/4n4FPcnwysw/s1600-h/manundeies.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094140378454301842" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_imZE0fpmnBI/RrIFry2-HJI/AAAAAAAAACc/4n4FPcnwysw/s320/manundeies.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;A fun night at Hechts with mom!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_imZE0fpmnBI/RrIF-C2-HKI/AAAAAAAAACk/7o69xTrtVUw/s1600-h/spotteddick.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094140691986914466" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_imZE0fpmnBI/RrIF-C2-HKI/AAAAAAAAACk/7o69xTrtVUw/s320/spotteddick.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;I think this speaks for itself!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4721841499023780878-1669478169444238136?l=cinderellakomplicated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cinderellakomplicated.blogspot.com/feeds/1669478169444238136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4721841499023780878&amp;postID=1669478169444238136' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4721841499023780878/posts/default/1669478169444238136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4721841499023780878/posts/default/1669478169444238136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cinderellakomplicated.blogspot.com/2007/08/momma-bears-birthday.html' title='Momma Bear&apos;s Birthday!'/><author><name>Sunflower</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00523561807727977329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i12.tinypic.com/6g8tank.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_imZE0fpmnBI/RrID8i2-HDI/AAAAAAAAABs/7gnSo1xvcG0/s72-c/edwin.girls.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4721841499023780878.post-1118952087376978438</id><published>2007-07-26T16:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-26T16:50:43.769-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bitter Sweet Symphony</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#3366ff;"&gt;My Camera came today!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! YAY!!! Pics will be on here soon!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#3366ff;"&gt;I wrote this quite a while ago, but I love it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#3366ff;"&gt;I am Bitter Sweet. I am everything I want to be, whether you see it or not. Tonight I am alone, but I am not lonely. I now see everything I never thought I would quite understand. I can change, no matter what you say. But you cannot change me.  I'm here in my room. Listening to this sound we simply call life. It passes us by, whether gently or not, it flows. Where will you end up, I guess we shall never know. What's the point in waiting around? Its happening right in front of you, don't let it pass you by. This all takes courage, it takes strength, it takes independence, it takes YOU!! Don't let yourself down. You are the symphony. You are the reason. You are the reason for all the good, for all the things you never did, for all the things you wish you had, for all the things you have done, for everything you gain, for everything you lose. You are the reason. At this place in the road you choose your path. You choose loneliness, you choose anger, you choose passion, you choose love, you choose. No one makes up your mind, you do. "You must become the change you wish to see in the world." You and God are the only sure thing. If everything else around you falls apart you can still make it through. You can still live. You can still decide if you fall or stand up. You can't make them understand you. You can't make them believe you, trust you, want you, be there for you. Because if God is there walking through this with you.  But you can believe in yourself, trust your decisions, want what you have, and you can never fail for yourself. YOU are responsible. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I wrote this a while ago too...but i like it alot, but its weird, because its metaphorical for a lot of things that were and are going on in my life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;The knife is being gently twisted,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Making the pain more unbearable than before.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Jealousy seems to be a pattern in this wicked place,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;It separates them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;The numbers went from many to few,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;And now only to one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;One,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Can one be trusted?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Is one worth it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Wouldn't none be better than one?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;These contemplations turn over in her mind,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;and in her heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;The question is inevitable,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;The answer is not what she had wanted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;But then again,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Is anything exactly as she wanted?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Another knife,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;but this one hurts much worse.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;In the epiphiny of the moment she collapses,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;She falls into who she knew she was.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;As she packs her bags,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;she gently lays to rest the hurts that she has held for far to long.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;A new journey lies ahead,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;But this one is not yet complete.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;With each passing day the knife continues to be turned,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Each breath,Each second until the day when she can go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;His words still echo in her mind, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;His truths,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt; His lies,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;His wisdom,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;And his criticism.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;She knows now that these are only her decisions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4721841499023780878-1118952087376978438?l=cinderellakomplicated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cinderellakomplicated.blogspot.com/feeds/1118952087376978438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4721841499023780878&amp;postID=1118952087376978438' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4721841499023780878/posts/default/1118952087376978438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4721841499023780878/posts/default/1118952087376978438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cinderellakomplicated.blogspot.com/2007/07/bitter-sweet-symphony.html' title='Bitter Sweet Symphony'/><author><name>Sunflower</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00523561807727977329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i12.tinypic.com/6g8tank.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4721841499023780878.post-9112498237249390590</id><published>2007-07-23T14:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-23T14:39:37.944-07:00</updated><title type='text'>.....</title><content type='html'>Its a curious thing the way you make me feel,&lt;br /&gt;And not a good curious either.&lt;br /&gt;I don't understand what I'm doing,&lt;br /&gt;But it obviously is not right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really sad.&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I keep listening to this song. Thinking somehow it might make me feel better, but its not working...........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4721841499023780878-9112498237249390590?l=cinderellakomplicated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cinderellakomplicated.blogspot.com/feeds/9112498237249390590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4721841499023780878&amp;postID=9112498237249390590' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4721841499023780878/posts/default/9112498237249390590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4721841499023780878/posts/default/9112498237249390590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cinderellakomplicated.blogspot.com/2007/07/blog-post.html' title='.....'/><author><name>Sunflower</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00523561807727977329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i12.tinypic.com/6g8tank.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4721841499023780878.post-839955399911935405</id><published>2007-07-19T13:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-19T10:28:00.253-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mad Rush</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I noticed today, while wondering around the Food Tiger, that everyone is in a rush around here(including myself)! Tourist are in a rush to get there stuff done and get to the beach, I'm in a hurry to get myself out of that store and home, just so i can scramble out the door and go to work, where i will, yet again, be running around to make sure everything is going smoothly....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Why, I wonder, in such a place of "relaxation and peace," are we to busy to actually enjoy it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_imZE0fpmnBI/Rp-elpv6awI/AAAAAAAAABk/4MqFhBQKwMs/s1600-h/6beach.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088960473651112706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_imZE0fpmnBI/Rp-elpv6awI/AAAAAAAAABk/4MqFhBQKwMs/s320/6beach.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4721841499023780878-839955399911935405?l=cinderellakomplicated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cinderellakomplicated.blogspot.com/feeds/839955399911935405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4721841499023780878&amp;postID=839955399911935405' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4721841499023780878/posts/default/839955399911935405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4721841499023780878/posts/default/839955399911935405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cinderellakomplicated.blogspot.com/2007/07/mad-rush.html' title='Mad Rush'/><author><name>Sunflower</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00523561807727977329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i12.tinypic.com/6g8tank.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_imZE0fpmnBI/Rp-elpv6awI/AAAAAAAAABk/4MqFhBQKwMs/s72-c/6beach.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4721841499023780878.post-9013755266361259732</id><published>2007-07-19T06:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-19T06:43:48.097-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Meditations</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_imZE0fpmnBI/Rp9o9pv6avI/AAAAAAAAABc/EjgCezGHoVA/s1600-h/1mepkin.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088901512340073202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_imZE0fpmnBI/Rp9o9pv6avI/AAAAAAAAABc/EjgCezGHoVA/s320/1mepkin.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I'm feeling sort of lazy today, so i decided to use some quotes from Marcus Aurelius Antoninus,  an amazing writer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;"Begin each day by telling your self: Today I shall not be meeting with interference, ingratitude, disloyalty, illwill, and selfishness-all of them due to offenders' ignorance of what is good or evil."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;"Hour by hour resolve firmly , like a Roman and a man, to do what comes to hand with correct and natural dignity, and with humanity, independence and justice. Allow your mind freedom from all other considerations."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;"Are you distracted by outward cares? Then allow yourself a space of quiet, wherein you can add you knowledge of good and learn to curb your restlessness."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;"Don't waste the rest of your life speculating about your neighbors, unless with a view to some mutual benifit."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Treat with respect the power you have to form your own opinion"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Remember that man only lives in the present, in this fleeting instant: a;; the rest of his life is either past and gone, or not yet revealed. This mortal life is a little thing, lived in a little corner of the earth."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;mmk let me know what you thing, i'll write more quotes tomorrow!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4721841499023780878-9013755266361259732?l=cinderellakomplicated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cinderellakomplicated.blogspot.com/feeds/9013755266361259732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4721841499023780878&amp;postID=9013755266361259732' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4721841499023780878/posts/default/9013755266361259732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4721841499023780878/posts/default/9013755266361259732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cinderellakomplicated.blogspot.com/2007/07/meditations.html' title='Meditations'/><author><name>Sunflower</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00523561807727977329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i12.tinypic.com/6g8tank.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_imZE0fpmnBI/Rp9o9pv6avI/AAAAAAAAABc/EjgCezGHoVA/s72-c/1mepkin.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4721841499023780878.post-9144852900885149462</id><published>2007-07-18T12:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-18T12:15:35.244-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Beauty of a Serenade :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;A twist of fate,&lt;br /&gt;A moment captured in timeFeel the music pulsing through your vains,&lt;br /&gt;As you lean against the speaker.&lt;br /&gt;Rush of blood as they begin to play,&lt;br /&gt;Everything else disappears.&lt;br /&gt;Feel it in your body,&lt;br /&gt;Look into his eyes.&lt;br /&gt;A beauty in the words you cannot describe,&lt;br /&gt;A moment captured in time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_imZE0fpmnBI/Rp5mjpv6auI/AAAAAAAAABU/9wYvRbmnE8k/s1600-h/aaedwin.bmp"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088617391663508194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_imZE0fpmnBI/Rp5mjpv6auI/AAAAAAAAABU/9wYvRbmnE8k/s200/aaedwin.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4721841499023780878-9144852900885149462?l=cinderellakomplicated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cinderellakomplicated.blogspot.com/feeds/9144852900885149462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4721841499023780878&amp;postID=9144852900885149462' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4721841499023780878/posts/default/9144852900885149462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4721841499023780878/posts/default/9144852900885149462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cinderellakomplicated.blogspot.com/2007/07/beauty-of-serenade.html' title='The Beauty of a Serenade :)'/><author><name>Sunflower</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00523561807727977329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i12.tinypic.com/6g8tank.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_imZE0fpmnBI/Rp5mjpv6auI/AAAAAAAAABU/9wYvRbmnE8k/s72-c/aaedwin.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4721841499023780878.post-4087343957065230209</id><published>2007-07-16T06:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-16T06:24:09.321-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Chapter</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_imZE0fpmnBI/RptxCpv6amI/AAAAAAAAAAU/qibLuLSxu5U/s1600-h/aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaame.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087784494425598562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_imZE0fpmnBI/RptxCpv6amI/AAAAAAAAAAU/qibLuLSxu5U/s200/aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaame.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;So this is me:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;My life is drastically changing now..a little scary. But I LOVE it! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Whats life without a little bit of craziness!?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;College starts soon(YIKES) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4721841499023780878-4087343957065230209?l=cinderellakomplicated.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cinderellakomplicated.blogspot.com/feeds/4087343957065230209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4721841499023780878&amp;postID=4087343957065230209' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4721841499023780878/posts/default/4087343957065230209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4721841499023780878/posts/default/4087343957065230209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cinderellakomplicated.blogspot.com/2007/07/another-chapter.html' title='Another Chapter'/><author><name>Sunflower</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00523561807727977329</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i12.tinypic.com/6g8tank.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_imZE0fpmnBI/RptxCpv6amI/AAAAAAAAAAU/qibLuLSxu5U/s72-c/aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaame.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
