<?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-19043452</id><updated>2011-11-14T06:05:38.614-04:00</updated><title type='text'>This is what really happened...</title><subtitle type='html'>I can direct you though the night with my hair. Yes, my hair.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inaworldofmyownchaos.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19043452/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inaworldofmyownchaos.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>The "Kurt"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03429574107444200504</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>57</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19043452.post-3704524428921678039</id><published>2008-01-19T02:10:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-01-19T02:56:48.433-04:00</updated><title type='text'>ramblings</title><content type='html'>You can't help but think, is this supposed to happen? We all know things happen for a reason... even the bad things. It'll get better, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many things I try for but it seems the end result is always the same. It doesn't give me much motive to try. God's in control, but he's not. He doesn't have the remote and he doesn't control us, but he puts up roadblocks and roads to lead us in the right direction... it doesn't mean that we always pay attention to them. We go our own way. When something bad happens we blame and when we're not blaming someone, we think why is this happening. So personally, I struggle for the answer why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why does my boss hate me?&lt;br /&gt;Why can't I find the motivation for school?&lt;br /&gt;Why does it feel like we're fallling farther apart?&lt;br /&gt;Why do I care so much?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm trying to realize these things are here to help me grow as a person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People say don't worry what others around you think...isn't that selfish?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm finding out where I am is not where i'm supposed to be. The worship band is not for me. It's not where i'm supposed to be. My goal and the goal of the worship band is basically the same... to worship. When I think worship music, and i mean stereotypical worship music, i think cliche words and chords made into music that say the same thing, repition. I just like praying before a meal, it's done so much it's easy to forget our main motive. I think it's okay to focus on the music just as much or even more than the words. That's why i don't belong in the worship band. I love playing though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grace make your way to the well,&lt;br /&gt;To those who deserve it.&lt;br /&gt;After all they've earned it.&lt;br /&gt;But vain, it's in vain,&lt;br /&gt;'Cause they don't need it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A song by As Cities Burn, Awesome music, and lyrics that talk about the christian faith, but doesn't tell God what he is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God is a father. To me that means someone to keep me in line, not someone i can tell my deepest secrets to. I'm not used to going to him (don't get offensive because I didn't put "Him") for help. I like feedback. I like someone saying "dude, that sucks." Prayer is hard, for me at least. I'm in my head a lot and sometimes that's all prayer feels like... God, to me, feels like my friends in New Jersey, I know they exist but i don't see them. God talks back through the bible. Lucky for me, I HATE reading. Even if i did it's a lot of stuff to read through. How do I know he's talking to me when this book was written more than 2000 years ago?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ramblings&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19043452-3704524428921678039?l=inaworldofmyownchaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inaworldofmyownchaos.blogspot.com/feeds/3704524428921678039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19043452&amp;postID=3704524428921678039' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19043452/posts/default/3704524428921678039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19043452/posts/default/3704524428921678039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inaworldofmyownchaos.blogspot.com/2008/01/ramblings.html' title='ramblings'/><author><name>The "Kurt"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03429574107444200504</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><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19043452.post-4607310055824216610</id><published>2008-01-13T19:44:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-01-13T19:45:03.650-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i don't think i'm supposed to be here&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19043452-4607310055824216610?l=inaworldofmyownchaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inaworldofmyownchaos.blogspot.com/feeds/4607310055824216610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19043452&amp;postID=4607310055824216610' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19043452/posts/default/4607310055824216610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19043452/posts/default/4607310055824216610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inaworldofmyownchaos.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-dont-think-im-supposed-to-be-here.html' title=''/><author><name>The "Kurt"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03429574107444200504</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><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19043452.post-5996337359366923664</id><published>2007-11-12T23:23:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-11-12T23:37:56.979-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I was locked all day in the summer heat,&lt;br /&gt;In a small brown house in Suburban Street,&lt;br /&gt;With a skateboard and my shit guitar,&lt;br /&gt;I'd dream all day that they would get me far,&lt;br /&gt;My dad would ask me about my grades,&lt;br /&gt;The asshole sports that I never played.&lt;br /&gt;And then I'd ask about the girls he'd date,&lt;br /&gt;Behind our backs when mom would stay up late.&lt;br /&gt;It was near when I turned sixteen,&lt;br /&gt;got kicked out of school,&lt;br /&gt;And so it seemed,&lt;br /&gt;things were closing in&lt;br /&gt;And ready to blow,&lt;br /&gt;My dad moved out about that year or so,&lt;br /&gt;It took an hour to start a punk rock band&lt;br /&gt;To offset my fucked up family land&lt;br /&gt;And as I held my mom would start to cry&lt;br /&gt;I swore ourselves a better life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I had a chance for another try,&lt;br /&gt;I wouldn’t change a thing&lt;br /&gt;It's made me all of who I am inside&lt;br /&gt;And if I could thank god&lt;br /&gt;That I am here, and that I am alive&lt;br /&gt;And everyday I wake&lt;br /&gt;I tell myself a little harmless lie&lt;br /&gt;The whole wide world is mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The summers gone, the years have passed,&lt;br /&gt;My friends have changed, a few did last,&lt;br /&gt;The smallest dreams got pushed aside,&lt;br /&gt;The largest ones that changed my life,&lt;br /&gt;And all I wish for was come to pass&lt;br /&gt;From rock and roll, to love and cash&lt;br /&gt;It’s all success if it’s what you need&lt;br /&gt;Do what you like and do it honestly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I had a chance for another try,&lt;br /&gt;I wouldn’t change a thing&lt;br /&gt;It's made me all of who I am inside&lt;br /&gt;And if I could thank god&lt;br /&gt;That I am here, and that I am alive&lt;br /&gt;And everyday I wake&lt;br /&gt;I tell myself a little harmless lie&lt;br /&gt;The whole wide world is mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Rite of Spring - &lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Angels and Airwaves.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think about it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...it's all for a reason&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19043452-5996337359366923664?l=inaworldofmyownchaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inaworldofmyownchaos.blogspot.com/feeds/5996337359366923664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19043452&amp;postID=5996337359366923664' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19043452/posts/default/5996337359366923664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19043452/posts/default/5996337359366923664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inaworldofmyownchaos.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-was-locked-all-day-in-summer-heat-in.html' title=''/><author><name>The "Kurt"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03429574107444200504</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><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19043452.post-617779624392147637</id><published>2007-10-03T22:29:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-03T22:45:03.969-04:00</updated><title type='text'>you suck...not really</title><content type='html'>so things are frustrating.....soccer, friends, well only a couple of friends, but still frustrating. i really want to cuss up a storm right now but i'm afraid of who is going to read this. Barely anybody uses blogger anymore but still... there a chance someone might read it. Normally i wouldn't care but the wrong poeple can read it and i could get in trouble. Soccer has just become a popularity contest. Hey, surprise, something in high school is a popularity contest. Right now, the team is nothing but a bunch of immature bitches....oops. I don't like telling people my problems anymore so if someone does happen to read this.... just forget about it, please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luminous Luminescence In The Atlas Position is such a great CD by ANathallo. I personally liked them better when they were like this. I like how they sompletely rock out in a song and then mellow it out and it meshes perfectl. Loveee!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...i should remember there is God once in a while.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19043452-617779624392147637?l=inaworldofmyownchaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inaworldofmyownchaos.blogspot.com/feeds/617779624392147637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19043452&amp;postID=617779624392147637' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19043452/posts/default/617779624392147637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19043452/posts/default/617779624392147637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inaworldofmyownchaos.blogspot.com/2007/10/you-sucknot-really.html' title='you suck...not really'/><author><name>The "Kurt"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03429574107444200504</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19043452.post-6886100018984225033</id><published>2007-09-26T22:46:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-26T23:09:16.486-04:00</updated><title type='text'>old habits</title><content type='html'>um...... i forgot what blogger means but i was inspired to use this again. basically my life is work, soccer, and school. School isn't hard for me, just long. Soccer is good... for the most part. My team pisses me off a lot but it's okay. I love playing under the lights, that's the only thing i will miss about high school. i'm going to miss high school soccer. Life is good right now, what can i say? i'm busy but it's okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to write music.... always.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just lost interest in this blog...any further questions your can direct to my secretary.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19043452-6886100018984225033?l=inaworldofmyownchaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inaworldofmyownchaos.blogspot.com/feeds/6886100018984225033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19043452&amp;postID=6886100018984225033' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19043452/posts/default/6886100018984225033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19043452/posts/default/6886100018984225033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inaworldofmyownchaos.blogspot.com/2007/09/old-habits.html' title='old habits'/><author><name>The "Kurt"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03429574107444200504</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19043452.post-5867642073852390369</id><published>2007-05-26T21:56:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-05-26T21:57:22.788-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good i'm glad I got that out. That's a load of my chest&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19043452-5867642073852390369?l=inaworldofmyownchaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inaworldofmyownchaos.blogspot.com/feeds/5867642073852390369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19043452&amp;postID=5867642073852390369' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19043452/posts/default/5867642073852390369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19043452/posts/default/5867642073852390369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inaworldofmyownchaos.blogspot.com/2007/05/blah-blah-blah-blah-blah-blah-blah-blah.html' title=''/><author><name>The "Kurt"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03429574107444200504</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><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19043452.post-116952660095578593</id><published>2007-01-23T00:12:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-01-23T00:30:00.990-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4780/1877/1600/648007/kingdom%20of%20loating.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Corn fireplace insert.... heat and good for the ozone layer (we should treat him nice)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 458px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 155px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="232" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4780/1877/320/754515/kingdom%20of%20loating.jpg" width="397" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kingdom of Loathing - A good time. Everybody should get an account. &lt;a href="http://www.kingdomofloathing.com"&gt;www.kingdomofloathing.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;To die for someone, it shows a great deal of courage and compassion. But all of us would die for someone in an instant if we knew we would comeback to life. Jesus died for our sins....so what he knew he was going to rise from the dead, what's the big deal? We say Jesus died for our sins...but we should say Jesus suffered for our sins. He was tortured.... a lot. He felt so much pain. If you ask someone "If you had to die by drowning or a gunshot which would you choose?" Most everybody would say gunshot because it's instant and it's over. Jesus cried and asked God if there was a way out of this. Jesus....was "scared." It shows how much God loved us.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;AANNNNDDD....cut!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19043452-116952660095578593?l=inaworldofmyownchaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inaworldofmyownchaos.blogspot.com/feeds/116952660095578593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19043452&amp;postID=116952660095578593' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19043452/posts/default/116952660095578593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19043452/posts/default/116952660095578593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inaworldofmyownchaos.blogspot.com/2007/01/corn-fireplace-insert.html' title=''/><author><name>The "Kurt"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03429574107444200504</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><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19043452.post-116372147004345367</id><published>2006-11-16T19:40:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T19:57:50.106-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Questions</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4780/1877/1600/whycantisleepatnight2.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4780/1877/400/whycantisleepatnight2.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;What direction am I going in? Why am I feeling like this ? Why is everything so unclear? What should I do to make things better? What &lt;em&gt;can &lt;/em&gt;I do to make things better? What's the point? When will things start looking up? When will I know? How will I know? Should I try harder or just give up? Who I am trying to be? Who am I turning out to be? &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Who am I?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19043452-116372147004345367?l=inaworldofmyownchaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inaworldofmyownchaos.blogspot.com/feeds/116372147004345367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19043452&amp;postID=116372147004345367' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19043452/posts/default/116372147004345367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19043452/posts/default/116372147004345367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inaworldofmyownchaos.blogspot.com/2006/11/questions.html' title='Questions'/><author><name>The "Kurt"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03429574107444200504</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><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19043452.post-116318952677148136</id><published>2006-11-10T16:10:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T17:12:07.300-04:00</updated><title type='text'>And once again....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Inside, wars are raging but music brings me peace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4780/1877/1600/alone.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4780/1877/400/alone.jpg" border="0" /&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/19043452-116318952677148136?l=inaworldofmyownchaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inaworldofmyownchaos.blogspot.com/feeds/116318952677148136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19043452&amp;postID=116318952677148136' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19043452/posts/default/116318952677148136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19043452/posts/default/116318952677148136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inaworldofmyownchaos.blogspot.com/2006/11/and-once-again.html' title='And once again....'/><author><name>The "Kurt"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03429574107444200504</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><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19043452.post-116191151540193252</id><published>2006-10-26T21:11:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T21:11:55.413-04:00</updated><title type='text'>short post</title><content type='html'>it's funny..... how one of the best things that can happen to you can be one of the worst things.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19043452-116191151540193252?l=inaworldofmyownchaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inaworldofmyownchaos.blogspot.com/feeds/116191151540193252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19043452&amp;postID=116191151540193252' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19043452/posts/default/116191151540193252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19043452/posts/default/116191151540193252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inaworldofmyownchaos.blogspot.com/2006/10/short-post.html' title='short post'/><author><name>The "Kurt"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03429574107444200504</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><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19043452.post-116104866352986833</id><published>2006-10-16T20:32:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-16T21:31:03.593-04:00</updated><title type='text'>and he's off....</title><content type='html'>I'm sick of.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; school&lt;br /&gt;research papers&lt;br /&gt;being so busy&lt;br /&gt;being paranoid&lt;br /&gt;being so insecure&lt;br /&gt;feeling mediocre&lt;br /&gt;wanting more&lt;br /&gt;wanting to be more&lt;br /&gt;sometimes feeling like the "karen" in the group&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more&lt;br /&gt;a car&lt;br /&gt;to make a difference&lt;br /&gt;self-confidence&lt;br /&gt;things to be handed to me&lt;br /&gt;to be able to get enough sleep on weekdays&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God&lt;br /&gt;to trust him&lt;br /&gt;guitar hero&lt;br /&gt;food&lt;br /&gt;to let things play out&lt;br /&gt;someone i can play guitar with&lt;br /&gt;to make the right decisions&lt;br /&gt;to be myself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My new acoustic guitar&lt;br /&gt;having only three classes&lt;br /&gt;scrubs and the office&lt;br /&gt;hannah garner... a lot&lt;br /&gt;blogger&lt;br /&gt;writing songs&lt;br /&gt;how abigail's mom thinks she likes me&lt;br /&gt;friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random post i know. My problems are soo little but they build up a lot and life gets really stressful. I'm trying not to complain, trying not to take it out on other people, and trying not to bother other people about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep it real&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love, it&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19043452-116104866352986833?l=inaworldofmyownchaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inaworldofmyownchaos.blogspot.com/feeds/116104866352986833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19043452&amp;postID=116104866352986833' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19043452/posts/default/116104866352986833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19043452/posts/default/116104866352986833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inaworldofmyownchaos.blogspot.com/2006/10/and-hes-off.html' title='and he&apos;s off....'/><author><name>The "Kurt"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03429574107444200504</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><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19043452.post-115932322725404639</id><published>2006-09-26T22:05:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-26T22:13:47.266-04:00</updated><title type='text'>This is a title</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Nothing like good ol' ska to cheer me up! (How much you wanna bet somebody comments a says ska sucks? or something gay of that sort)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's time to put hard times behind &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Get all the bad things off your mind&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He's feeling good&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;she's feeling good&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;we're feeling good, yeah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Just hanging out&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;just having fun&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;we're number one&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;just hanging out&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;just having fun&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm a dude&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;he's a dude&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;she's a dude&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;we're all dudes, hey&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;There's nothing better than your friends&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;there's no problem you can't win&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;someone who's always got your back&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;not giving about this and that&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Just hanging out&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;just having fun&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;we're number one&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;just hanging out&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;just having fun&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's all about meeting new faces&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;a smile is on your face andyou can't erase it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;partying on, it's going on&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;partying on, to the break of dawn&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's time to put hard times behind &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Get all the bad things off your mind&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Just hanging out&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;just having fun&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;we're number one&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;just hanging out&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;just having fun&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Just hanging out&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;just having fun&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;we're number one&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"Uh, wait what are we doing now?Uh, yo, we're breaking it down...Rock on dude, haha"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19043452-115932322725404639?l=inaworldofmyownchaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inaworldofmyownchaos.blogspot.com/feeds/115932322725404639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19043452&amp;postID=115932322725404639' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19043452/posts/default/115932322725404639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19043452/posts/default/115932322725404639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inaworldofmyownchaos.blogspot.com/2006/09/this-is-title.html' title='This is a title'/><author><name>The "Kurt"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03429574107444200504</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><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19043452.post-115888840487207973</id><published>2006-09-21T21:26:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-21T21:26:44.883-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I thought I would be big-headed</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.mlive.com/printer/printer.ssf?/base/sports-0/1158851808290240.xml"&gt;http://www.mlive.com/printer/printer.ssf?/base/sports-0/1158851808290240.xml&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19043452-115888840487207973?l=inaworldofmyownchaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inaworldofmyownchaos.blogspot.com/feeds/115888840487207973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19043452&amp;postID=115888840487207973' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19043452/posts/default/115888840487207973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19043452/posts/default/115888840487207973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inaworldofmyownchaos.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-thought-i-would-be-big-headed.html' title='I thought I would be big-headed'/><author><name>The "Kurt"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03429574107444200504</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><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19043452.post-115855050835628332</id><published>2006-09-17T23:34:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-17T23:35:08.373-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The New Ipod</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4780/1877/1600/untitled.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4780/1877/400/untitled.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is some pretty wicked stuff&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19043452-115855050835628332?l=inaworldofmyownchaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inaworldofmyownchaos.blogspot.com/feeds/115855050835628332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19043452&amp;postID=115855050835628332' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19043452/posts/default/115855050835628332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19043452/posts/default/115855050835628332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inaworldofmyownchaos.blogspot.com/2006/09/new-ipod.html' title='The New Ipod'/><author><name>The "Kurt"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03429574107444200504</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><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19043452.post-115818425172377164</id><published>2006-09-13T17:49:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-13T17:54:28.223-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4780/1877/1600/95658224_b687ffbf14.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4780/1877/400/95658224_b687ffbf14.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;When it seems everyone has left you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is right by your side.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19043452-115818425172377164?l=inaworldofmyownchaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inaworldofmyownchaos.blogspot.com/feeds/115818425172377164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19043452&amp;postID=115818425172377164' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19043452/posts/default/115818425172377164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19043452/posts/default/115818425172377164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inaworldofmyownchaos.blogspot.com/2006/09/when-it-seems-everyone-has-left-you_13.html' title=''/><author><name>The "Kurt"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03429574107444200504</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><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19043452.post-115767487539655686</id><published>2006-09-07T20:13:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-07T20:21:15.396-04:00</updated><title type='text'>the art of simplicity</title><content type='html'>I've been listening to Blink 182 and box car racer (which is a side band of blink 182) a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's good to hear some good old fashion rocking out in the midst of likstening to all these bands who shred all the time and have awesome breakdowns. It's not redundant music, its very creative. It's good to hear something so simple be so cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Dumb post, I know...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love, it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19043452-115767487539655686?l=inaworldofmyownchaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inaworldofmyownchaos.blogspot.com/feeds/115767487539655686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19043452&amp;postID=115767487539655686' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19043452/posts/default/115767487539655686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19043452/posts/default/115767487539655686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inaworldofmyownchaos.blogspot.com/2006/09/art-of-simplicity_07.html' title='the art of simplicity'/><author><name>The "Kurt"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03429574107444200504</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><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19043452.post-115751063430911403</id><published>2006-09-05T22:41:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-05T22:43:54.310-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I actually titled this one. HA!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Fender® Custom Shop Limited Edition Jeff Beck Tribute Esquire Electric Guitar&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4780/1877/400/420532.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;$10,499.99&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I want to buy this...just because it is this much.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Love, &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Your irrational red head,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Kurt&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19043452-115751063430911403?l=inaworldofmyownchaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inaworldofmyownchaos.blogspot.com/feeds/115751063430911403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19043452&amp;postID=115751063430911403' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19043452/posts/default/115751063430911403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19043452/posts/default/115751063430911403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inaworldofmyownchaos.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-actually-titled-this-one-ha.html' title='I actually titled this one. HA!!!!!'/><author><name>The "Kurt"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03429574107444200504</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><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19043452.post-115725582099129582</id><published>2006-09-02T23:37:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-02T23:57:01.913-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4780/1877/1600/empire_big.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4780/1877/400/empire_big.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm excited to make some new friends in school like these.&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year i'm going to SCC, to study Automotive Technology. i basically work on the engines of cars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4780/1877/1600/mechanic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4780/1877/400/mechanic.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4780/1877/1600/despcd7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4780/1877/400/despcd7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4780/1877/1600/despcd7.jpg"&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;br /&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um.... yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it'll be cool. So if your car ever breaks down, you know who too call...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4780/1877/1600/Geek-Mechanic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4780/1877/400/Geek-Mechanic.jpg" 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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Enter some flashy name here)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think i might use that as a senior picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love, it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19043452-115725582099129582?l=inaworldofmyownchaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inaworldofmyownchaos.blogspot.com/feeds/115725582099129582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19043452&amp;postID=115725582099129582' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19043452/posts/default/115725582099129582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19043452/posts/default/115725582099129582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inaworldofmyownchaos.blogspot.com/2006/09/im-excited-to-make-some-new-friends-in.html' title=''/><author><name>The "Kurt"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03429574107444200504</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><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19043452.post-115576264185058209</id><published>2006-08-16T16:51:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-16T17:10:42.120-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;I remember a year ago I was standing in the crowd &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;waiting for my chance to break through, my chance to live again. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Now it seems I've found some friends who finally understand &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;what it takes to make this dream come true, we'll be here till the end. &lt;/p&gt;in fate's hands - the red jumpsuit apparatus.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19043452-115576264185058209?l=inaworldofmyownchaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inaworldofmyownchaos.blogspot.com/feeds/115576264185058209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19043452&amp;postID=115576264185058209' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19043452/posts/default/115576264185058209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19043452/posts/default/115576264185058209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inaworldofmyownchaos.blogspot.com/2006/08/i-remember-year-ago-i-was-standing-in.html' title=''/><author><name>The "Kurt"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03429574107444200504</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><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19043452.post-115536550632669703</id><published>2006-08-12T02:33:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-12T02:51:46.340-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Road trips, ipods, and chess</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4780/1877/1600/chess.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Garrett and I (getting ready for school [forget that!]) Me and Garrett drove to Novi to get my Ipod repleced. At first i sent it to California to get it fixed and they kept it for a month then sent it back saying they couldn't repair it because of accidental damage. Gay. So we drove and they replaced it taking five minutes total. Californians!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mars Hill....Yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conditioning.... My legs hurt!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4780/1877/1600/chess.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4780/1877/400/chess.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and abigail played late night chess...nerds! yes! I beat her the first time. The second she was kicking my little, but firm, IRA behind when something happened and she got kicked out somehow. Somebody we thought was gaby gibson, came in and finished me off. Abigail was mad. If you see her tomorrow, get out of her way!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19043452-115536550632669703?l=inaworldofmyownchaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inaworldofmyownchaos.blogspot.com/feeds/115536550632669703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19043452&amp;postID=115536550632669703' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19043452/posts/default/115536550632669703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19043452/posts/default/115536550632669703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inaworldofmyownchaos.blogspot.com/2006/08/road-trips-ipods-and-chess.html' title='Road trips, ipods, and chess'/><author><name>The "Kurt"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03429574107444200504</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><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19043452.post-115475437495286456</id><published>2006-08-05T00:31:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-05T01:06:14.966-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Vacation</title><content type='html'>They had some pretty sweet trails up there. You weren't allowed to ride on them. It was the first day and i came out of one and some old lady in a van stop and yelled at me. She didn't even work there. Oh, old geezers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4780/1877/1600/53400002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4780/1877/400/53400002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I figured out a way to fly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4780/1877/1600/DSCF0895.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4780/1877/400/DSCF0895.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4780/1877/1600/53400065.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4780/1877/400/53400065.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prettiness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4780/1877/1600/53400013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4780/1877/400/53400013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretty....wait....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4780/1877/1600/Gay%202.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4780/1877/400/Gay%202.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4780/1877/1600/DSCF0942.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The fight was hard but i managed to get this massive fish in the boat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4780/1877/1600/fish%20large.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4780/1877/400/fish%20large.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh..oops... I lied. They're both the same fish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4780/1877/1600/fish%20small.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4780/1877/400/fish%20small.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am the Ultimate golfer....Tiger Woods can't touch this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4780/1877/1600/golf.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4780/1877/400/golf.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tiger Woods can't touch this either nor does he want to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4780/1877/1600/Gay.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4780/1877/400/Gay.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Excited for the boat ride home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4780/1877/1600/DSCF0923.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4780/1877/400/DSCF0923.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fun stuff. Read and BE JEALOUS! HA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is life. Not really happy with it but not really upset with it. Just gotta keep moving.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19043452-115475437495286456?l=inaworldofmyownchaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inaworldofmyownchaos.blogspot.com/feeds/115475437495286456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19043452&amp;postID=115475437495286456' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19043452/posts/default/115475437495286456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19043452/posts/default/115475437495286456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inaworldofmyownchaos.blogspot.com/2006/08/vacation.html' title='Vacation'/><author><name>The "Kurt"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03429574107444200504</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><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19043452.post-115366768822233810</id><published>2006-07-23T11:13:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-07-23T11:14:48.233-04:00</updated><title type='text'>vacay</title><content type='html'>I am going camping! I hope I don't get eaten by a bear or raccoon (did I spell that right?) or my sister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leave me love...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19043452-115366768822233810?l=inaworldofmyownchaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inaworldofmyownchaos.blogspot.com/feeds/115366768822233810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19043452&amp;postID=115366768822233810' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19043452/posts/default/115366768822233810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19043452/posts/default/115366768822233810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inaworldofmyownchaos.blogspot.com/2006/07/vacay.html' title='vacay'/><author><name>The "Kurt"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03429574107444200504</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><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19043452.post-115344159063135440</id><published>2006-07-20T20:22:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-07-20T20:26:30.646-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Something to keep you up atr night:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a song that has 4 f-words in it but the chorus goes like this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Life for you, has been less than kind&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So take a number, stand in line&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We've all been sorry, we've all been hurt&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But how we survive, is what makes us who we are&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Is it bad?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19043452-115344159063135440?l=inaworldofmyownchaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inaworldofmyownchaos.blogspot.com/feeds/115344159063135440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19043452&amp;postID=115344159063135440' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19043452/posts/default/115344159063135440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19043452/posts/default/115344159063135440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inaworldofmyownchaos.blogspot.com/2006/07/something-to-keep-you-up-atr-night.html' title=''/><author><name>The "Kurt"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03429574107444200504</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><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19043452.post-115315801457850793</id><published>2006-07-17T13:39:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-07-17T13:40:14.606-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey im posting because i want to, but i dont have much to say. only the fact that i am still alive&lt;br /&gt;thanks for reading. goodbye&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19043452-115315801457850793?l=inaworldofmyownchaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inaworldofmyownchaos.blogspot.com/feeds/115315801457850793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19043452&amp;postID=115315801457850793' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19043452/posts/default/115315801457850793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19043452/posts/default/115315801457850793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inaworldofmyownchaos.blogspot.com/2006/07/hey-im-posting-because-i-want-to-but-i.html' title=''/><author><name>The "Kurt"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03429574107444200504</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><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19043452.post-115190879561865756</id><published>2006-07-03T02:21:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-07-03T02:39:55.633-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The way I feel...</title><content type='html'>These past couple of weeks, I've begun to realize things about myself. All of my past posts haven't been the happiest. I am happy most of the time. The things that i'm finding out is I am terribly insecure and paranoid. I don't think to highly of myself and I kind of beat myself up emoitionally when i don't do things to my standards. I have next to no self-confidence, but I'm working on it. heh. I'm also beginning to think my feelings "lie" to me. I feel like they are soooo exaggerated, like i take  it too far and make a big deal out of it when really it isn't. I don't want sympathy. Sympathy isn't the reason of this post, it isn't the reason of any of my posts. It just feels good sometimes to write things down. This song kind of relates to me. It also reminds me there are people out there who do care even when i can't see it. Thanks to those who've been there for me, you know who you are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I walk against the crowd&lt;br /&gt;I’m alone in this for now&lt;br /&gt;I’m looking for some one to hold out their hand&lt;br /&gt;In this lonely land&lt;br /&gt;I finally reach the end&lt;br /&gt;And there stands a friend&lt;br /&gt;It seems I’ve been waiting so long&lt;br /&gt;It’s so hard to stand strong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I said, “Where have you been?”&lt;br /&gt;And he said, “I’ve been standing right here beside you.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These feeling have gotten the best of me&lt;br /&gt;Pick me up and set me free&lt;br /&gt;Even when I can’t see them&lt;br /&gt;They’re with me all the way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The world is talking behind my back&lt;br /&gt;I’m a loser and that’s a fact.&lt;br /&gt;I’m so paranoid&lt;br /&gt;Of these things I can’t avoid&lt;br /&gt;All of my insecurities&lt;br /&gt;My self confidence is the key&lt;br /&gt;But I don’t believe in evolution&lt;br /&gt;I can’t create something out of nothing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I said, “Where have you been?”&lt;br /&gt;And he said, “I’ve been standing right here beside you.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These feeling have gotten the best of me&lt;br /&gt;Pick me up and set me free&lt;br /&gt;Even when I can’t see them&lt;br /&gt;They’re with me all the way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are not alone&lt;br /&gt;I will never leave your side&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Open up my eyes&lt;br /&gt;Help me to see through the lies&lt;br /&gt;I’m not on my own&lt;br /&gt;On this deserted road&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy your 4th of July... Don't launch roman candles at your mothers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19043452-115190879561865756?l=inaworldofmyownchaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inaworldofmyownchaos.blogspot.com/feeds/115190879561865756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19043452&amp;postID=115190879561865756' title='19 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19043452/posts/default/115190879561865756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19043452/posts/default/115190879561865756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inaworldofmyownchaos.blogspot.com/2006/07/way-i-feel.html' title='The way I feel...'/><author><name>The "Kurt"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03429574107444200504</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><thr:total>19</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19043452.post-115068528043864804</id><published>2006-06-18T22:47:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-18T22:48:00.453-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's funny... how you can be around so many people but feel so alone...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19043452-115068528043864804?l=inaworldofmyownchaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inaworldofmyownchaos.blogspot.com/feeds/115068528043864804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19043452&amp;postID=115068528043864804' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19043452/posts/default/115068528043864804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19043452/posts/default/115068528043864804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inaworldofmyownchaos.blogspot.com/2006/06/its-funny.html' title=''/><author><name>The "Kurt"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03429574107444200504</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><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19043452.post-115059444440306320</id><published>2006-06-17T21:33:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-17T21:34:04.416-04:00</updated><title type='text'>recording</title><content type='html'>We went into the recording studio to record songs for the church CD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah i could do that the rest of my life...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19043452-115059444440306320?l=inaworldofmyownchaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inaworldofmyownchaos.blogspot.com/feeds/115059444440306320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19043452&amp;postID=115059444440306320' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19043452/posts/default/115059444440306320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19043452/posts/default/115059444440306320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inaworldofmyownchaos.blogspot.com/2006/06/recording.html' title='recording'/><author><name>The "Kurt"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03429574107444200504</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><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19043452.post-114974393675139410</id><published>2006-06-08T01:18:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-08T01:18:56.753-04:00</updated><title type='text'>School's Ending... Summer's Beginning</title><content type='html'>What a way to start off the summer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only certain people know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19043452-114974393675139410?l=inaworldofmyownchaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inaworldofmyownchaos.blogspot.com/feeds/114974393675139410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19043452&amp;postID=114974393675139410' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19043452/posts/default/114974393675139410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19043452/posts/default/114974393675139410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inaworldofmyownchaos.blogspot.com/2006/06/schools-ending-summers-beginning.html' title='School&apos;s Ending... Summer&apos;s Beginning'/><author><name>The "Kurt"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03429574107444200504</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><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19043452.post-114946970573973603</id><published>2006-06-04T21:07:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-04T21:08:25.750-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Do you ever feel like your problems are really small? Like if you told somebody about it they would say, "um.... big deal"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19043452-114946970573973603?l=inaworldofmyownchaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inaworldofmyownchaos.blogspot.com/feeds/114946970573973603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19043452&amp;postID=114946970573973603' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19043452/posts/default/114946970573973603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19043452/posts/default/114946970573973603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inaworldofmyownchaos.blogspot.com/2006/06/do-you-ever-feel-like-your-problems.html' title=''/><author><name>The "Kurt"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03429574107444200504</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><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19043452.post-114817719440783051</id><published>2006-05-20T21:40:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-20T22:06:34.423-04:00</updated><title type='text'>weekend = good</title><content type='html'>soooo...... this weekend has been amazing so far. Friday we had regionals. Our team did pretty good it's just there was some very good teams there. The girls won which is good. In the 200m dash, the top 5 people were all sophmores. Amazing. After I got home from that at around 11, me and my bro, Kenny, made a video until 3:30. It's hilarious but nobody would probably get it. Today, i had a soccer game in Birmingham, long trip. I don't usually talk about soccer but this game was &lt;em&gt;awesome. &lt;/em&gt;We won 1-0. I scored the goal in the first half via break away. The team played awesome. But the best part was, i slide tackled this kid and it was clean, but he gets in my face and and says "You hit my ankle you f***ing piece of s***" and i just look him in the face and asked him if he really wants to do this. He's swearing and warning me not to do it again. You know I don't listen to a word he says. After that he tries to pull me down when i stepped in front of him to get the ball. I turn to him and say, "Keep trying to pull me down, i'm unstopable" and he says "it was an accident, but i'm gonna keep doing it the same everytime." SO I'm like "Bring it on." In the second half this team goes nuts. I slide tackled the same kid, and hurt (this kid cried about everything) his ankle. I get a yellow card. Again, a clean tackle. Then the same kid and one of my teamates fall on the ground, he gets up looking for a fight again. &lt;em&gt;MY&lt;/em&gt; teamate gets a yellow card. This team is yelling at the ref and blowing up about everything. After the game the ref gives &lt;em&gt;our &lt;/em&gt;crowd a yellowcard. My coach had to sign this paper and he asked the ref if he was reffing the next game. The ref said no and my coach said good. And I rode with the funniest people ever and we were just wierd and had mucho fun. Tomorrow, I finally get to play for youth group, It's been a while. bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19043452-114817719440783051?l=inaworldofmyownchaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inaworldofmyownchaos.blogspot.com/feeds/114817719440783051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19043452&amp;postID=114817719440783051' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19043452/posts/default/114817719440783051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19043452/posts/default/114817719440783051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inaworldofmyownchaos.blogspot.com/2006/05/weekend-good.html' title='weekend = good'/><author><name>The "Kurt"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03429574107444200504</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><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19043452.post-114755530167741562</id><published>2006-05-13T17:11:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-13T17:21:41.716-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hmm.... what can i say? Life is alright. Track has been going swell. I've been running good, so has the team. Soccer... well, we need somebody who can coach but its still pretty good. blah blah blah. that's about it, dudes. Lovely song_________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Such a lonely day&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Shouldn't exist&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's a day that I'll never miss&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Such a lonely day&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And its mine&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The most loneliest day of my life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The most loneliest day of my life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The most loneliest day of my life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The most loneliest day of my life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19043452-114755530167741562?l=inaworldofmyownchaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inaworldofmyownchaos.blogspot.com/feeds/114755530167741562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19043452&amp;postID=114755530167741562' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19043452/posts/default/114755530167741562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19043452/posts/default/114755530167741562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inaworldofmyownchaos.blogspot.com/2006/05/hmm.html' title=''/><author><name>The "Kurt"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03429574107444200504</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><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19043452.post-114499310178209445</id><published>2006-04-14T01:21:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-04-14T01:41:05.576-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I ran out of milk!</title><content type='html'>So its been a long while since i've used this nifty contraption. Anyway, Spring break has started and it is warm outside, YES! Our first track meet was tuesday and we owned. I did long jump, which my farthest jump was 18.6 ft, the 4X1, 4X2, and the 200. i did pretty good. Soccer has also started which makes me happy, yes happy. Things with Dana have smoothed over thanks to Abigail, HA HA! So i have moved from one set of girl problems to another set of girl problems. HA! NO but, these are actually good ones. You see i'm interested in this girl, but i think she is waaaay to good for me, but i don't want to tell her anything because i don't want to screw up what we do have because we are pretty good friends. I really want to tell her what i feel about her but i don't want to risk losing that. But i don't finish this up with a sad face saying whoa is me, i guess i'm happy that i know her and i'm friends with her because maybe that's all it needs to be and if its God's will maybe something will happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy life...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19043452-114499310178209445?l=inaworldofmyownchaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inaworldofmyownchaos.blogspot.com/feeds/114499310178209445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19043452&amp;postID=114499310178209445' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19043452/posts/default/114499310178209445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19043452/posts/default/114499310178209445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inaworldofmyownchaos.blogspot.com/2006/04/i-ran-out-of-milk.html' title='I ran out of milk!'/><author><name>The "Kurt"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03429574107444200504</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><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19043452.post-114360152397376973</id><published>2006-03-28T23:04:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-03-28T23:05:24.016-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So this is a new post. Nothing has been happening in the life of Kurt. Nothing nothing nothing. Track mmhmm. yes.. PEACE&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19043452-114360152397376973?l=inaworldofmyownchaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inaworldofmyownchaos.blogspot.com/feeds/114360152397376973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19043452&amp;postID=114360152397376973' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19043452/posts/default/114360152397376973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19043452/posts/default/114360152397376973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inaworldofmyownchaos.blogspot.com/2006/03/so-this-is-new-post.html' title=''/><author><name>The "Kurt"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03429574107444200504</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19043452.post-114299796760125674</id><published>2006-03-21T23:23:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-03-21T23:26:07.616-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;xovintagebeauty:&lt;/strong&gt; not too much, is it time to hear the tale of dana?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nazi Grandma:&lt;/strong&gt; well......&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nazi Grandma:&lt;/strong&gt; she likes kyle&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;xovintagebeauty:&lt;/strong&gt; kyle..who?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nazi Grandma:&lt;/strong&gt; conole or something like that&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nazi Grandma:&lt;/strong&gt; a goon&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;xovintagebeauty:&lt;/strong&gt; oh my godddd&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;xovintagebeauty:&lt;/strong&gt; there is NO WAY she chose him over you.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nazi Grandma:&lt;/strong&gt; yeah&lt;/p&gt;Yeah that's about everybody's reaction! I'm trying to stay positive about myself. It's hard!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19043452-114299796760125674?l=inaworldofmyownchaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inaworldofmyownchaos.blogspot.com/feeds/114299796760125674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19043452&amp;postID=114299796760125674' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19043452/posts/default/114299796760125674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19043452/posts/default/114299796760125674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inaworldofmyownchaos.blogspot.com/2006/03/xovintagebeauty-not-too-much-is-it.html' title=''/><author><name>The "Kurt"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03429574107444200504</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><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19043452.post-114205270334683099</id><published>2006-03-11T00:40:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-03-11T00:51:43.356-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Winter Jam</title><content type='html'>So i went to that winter jam 2006 tonight. It was pretty sweet. The bands that were there weren't my favorite, but the whole time I had chills. Not because it was cold but because that's what I really want to with my life. Toby Mac had the best band out of them all. The guitarist was pretty sweet. Kevin would be proud. And the drummer was awesome, but what was discouraging was Newsboys was the only band that had 2 guitarists. That was depressing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19043452-114205270334683099?l=inaworldofmyownchaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inaworldofmyownchaos.blogspot.com/feeds/114205270334683099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19043452&amp;postID=114205270334683099' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19043452/posts/default/114205270334683099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19043452/posts/default/114205270334683099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inaworldofmyownchaos.blogspot.com/2006/03/winter-jam.html' title='Winter Jam'/><author><name>The "Kurt"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03429574107444200504</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><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19043452.post-114029073784715568</id><published>2006-02-18T15:23:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-02-18T15:25:37.866-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sometimes i wish i could get into someone's mind and really find out what the person was thinking. Their words say one thing but their actions say another. I want the truth.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19043452-114029073784715568?l=inaworldofmyownchaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inaworldofmyownchaos.blogspot.com/feeds/114029073784715568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19043452&amp;postID=114029073784715568' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19043452/posts/default/114029073784715568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19043452/posts/default/114029073784715568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inaworldofmyownchaos.blogspot.com/2006/02/sometimes-i-wish-i-could-get-into.html' title=''/><author><name>The "Kurt"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03429574107444200504</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><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19043452.post-114014246883436386</id><published>2006-02-16T22:06:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-02-16T22:14:28.846-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;"A Day Late"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so let me get this straight&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;say now you loved me all along?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;what made you hesitate&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;to tell me with words what you really feel&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i can see it in your eyes you mean all of what you say&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i remember so long ago, see i felt that same way&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;now we both have separate lives and lovers (and lovers)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;insignificantly enough we both have significant others&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;only time will tell&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;time will turn and tell&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;we are who we were when&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;could've been lovers but at least you're still my day late friend&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;we are who&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;we are who we were when&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;who knew what we know now&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;could've been more but at least you're still my day late friend&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;we are who&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;we are who we were when&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but thoughts they change and times they rearrange i don't know who you are anymore&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;loves come and go and this i know i'm not who you recall anymore&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but i must confess you're so much more then i remember&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;can't help but entertain these thoughts&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;thoughts of us together&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;we are who we were when&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;could've been lovers but at least you're still my day late friend&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;we are who&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;we are who we were when&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;who knew what we know now&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;could've been more but at least you're still my day late friend&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;we are who&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;we are who we were when&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;my day late friend&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so let me get this straight&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;all these years and you were no where to be found&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and now you want me for your own&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but you're a day late and my love, she's still renowned&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;we are who we were when&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;could've been lovers but at least you're still my day late friend&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;we are who&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;we are who we were when&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;who knew what we know now&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;could've been more but at least you're still my day late friend&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;we are who&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;we are who we were when&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anberlin = cool.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19043452-114014246883436386?l=inaworldofmyownchaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inaworldofmyownchaos.blogspot.com/feeds/114014246883436386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19043452&amp;postID=114014246883436386' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19043452/posts/default/114014246883436386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19043452/posts/default/114014246883436386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inaworldofmyownchaos.blogspot.com/2006/02/day-late-so-let-me-get-this.html' title=''/><author><name>The "Kurt"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03429574107444200504</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><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19043452.post-113875579059082523</id><published>2006-01-31T20:35:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-01-31T21:03:10.616-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer</title><content type='html'>Sooooo for some odd reason I've been really thinking about summer lately. For all you who don't know, i was born i texas, so i like the warm weather. But winter makes me feel so restless. I miss the warmth and the cookouts and the swimming and i want to go to cedar point. I used to live like an hour away from six flags so that was pretty sweet. We had season passes and i would go with my friends. It was cool. I don't have anything to do in the winter because I don't do any winter sports. Sometimes i'll do indoor soccer but I'm not doing it this year. So i've been kinda just being lazy all winter. I really want to go tubing or something like that. i'd be cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The winter's so cold, summer's over too soonLet's pack our bags and settle down where palm trees grow&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19043452-113875579059082523?l=inaworldofmyownchaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inaworldofmyownchaos.blogspot.com/feeds/113875579059082523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19043452&amp;postID=113875579059082523' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19043452/posts/default/113875579059082523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19043452/posts/default/113875579059082523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inaworldofmyownchaos.blogspot.com/2006/01/summer.html' title='Summer'/><author><name>The "Kurt"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03429574107444200504</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><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19043452.post-113867094170256753</id><published>2006-01-30T21:28:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2006-01-30T21:29:01.713-04:00</updated><title type='text'>dude</title><content type='html'>So the weekend was great. you all know we went to the middle school retreat to play some music. It was awesome i had a revealation to actually move when i play because i saw a video of me and i am boring. but anyway. yeah that's about it. i wanna see Mae in concert on feb. 28th SWEET! bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19043452-113867094170256753?l=inaworldofmyownchaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inaworldofmyownchaos.blogspot.com/feeds/113867094170256753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19043452&amp;postID=113867094170256753' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19043452/posts/default/113867094170256753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19043452/posts/default/113867094170256753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inaworldofmyownchaos.blogspot.com/2006/01/dude_30.html' title='dude'/><author><name>The "Kurt"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03429574107444200504</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19043452.post-113787272964208177</id><published>2006-01-21T15:40:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-01-21T15:45:29.643-04:00</updated><title type='text'>There Is</title><content type='html'>This vacation's useless&lt;br /&gt;These white pills aren't kind&lt;br /&gt;I've given a lot of thought on this 13-hour drive&lt;br /&gt;I miss the grinding concrete where we sat past 8 or 9&lt;br /&gt;And slowly finished laughing in the glow of our headlights&lt;br /&gt;I've given a lot of thought to the nights we use to have&lt;br /&gt;The days have come and gone&lt;br /&gt;Our lives went by so fast&lt;br /&gt;I faintly remember breathing on your bedroom floor&lt;br /&gt;Where I laid and told you, but you swear you loved me more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you care if i don't know what to say&lt;br /&gt;Will you sleep tonight or will you think of me&lt;br /&gt;Will i shake this off pretend its all okay&lt;br /&gt;That there's someone out there who feels just like me&lt;br /&gt;There is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those notes you wrote me&lt;br /&gt;I've kept them all&lt;br /&gt;I've given a lot of thought of how to write you back this fall&lt;br /&gt;With every single letter in every single word&lt;br /&gt;There will be a hidden message about a boy that loves a girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you care if i don't know what to say&lt;br /&gt;Will you sleep tonight or will you think of me&lt;br /&gt;Will i shake this off, pretend its all okay&lt;br /&gt;That there's someone out there who feels just like me&lt;br /&gt;There is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There Is ~ Box Car Racers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry, If anybody knows this band they probably hate it. Everybody that reads my blog hates my music, but LIVE WITH IT.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19043452-113787272964208177?l=inaworldofmyownchaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inaworldofmyownchaos.blogspot.com/feeds/113787272964208177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19043452&amp;postID=113787272964208177' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19043452/posts/default/113787272964208177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19043452/posts/default/113787272964208177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inaworldofmyownchaos.blogspot.com/2006/01/there-is_21.html' title='There Is'/><author><name>The "Kurt"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03429574107444200504</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><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19043452.post-113694979513393521</id><published>2006-01-10T23:22:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-01-10T23:23:15.140-04:00</updated><title type='text'>License</title><content type='html'>I get my license tomorrow. Can you say World domination? (add thunder cracks here)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19043452-113694979513393521?l=inaworldofmyownchaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inaworldofmyownchaos.blogspot.com/feeds/113694979513393521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19043452&amp;postID=113694979513393521' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19043452/posts/default/113694979513393521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19043452/posts/default/113694979513393521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inaworldofmyownchaos.blogspot.com/2006/01/license.html' title='License'/><author><name>The "Kurt"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03429574107444200504</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><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19043452.post-113684532406916603</id><published>2006-01-09T18:19:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-01-09T18:22:04.080-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Am I loud and clear, or am I breaking up?&lt;br /&gt;Am I still your charm, or am I just bad luck?&lt;br /&gt;Are we getting closer, or are we just getting more lost?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll show you mine if you show me yours first&lt;br /&gt;Let's compare scars, I'll tell you whose is worse&lt;br /&gt;Let's unwrite these pages and replace them with our own words&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We live on front porches and swing life away,&lt;br /&gt;We get by just fine here on minimum wage&lt;br /&gt;If love is a labor I'll slave till the end,&lt;br /&gt;I won't cross these streets until you hold my hand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been here so long, I think that it's time to move&lt;br /&gt;The winter's so cold, summer's over too soon&lt;br /&gt;Let's pack our bags and settle down where palm trees grow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got some friends, some that I hardly know&lt;br /&gt;But we've had some times, I wouldn't trade for the world&lt;br /&gt;We chase these days down with talks of the places that we will go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We live on front porches and swing life away,&lt;br /&gt;We get by just fine here on minimum wage&lt;br /&gt;If love is a labor I'll slave till the end,&lt;br /&gt;I won't cross these streets until you hold my hand....until you hold my hand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll show you mine if you show me yours first&lt;br /&gt;Let's compare scars, I'll tell you whose is worse&lt;br /&gt;Let's unwrite these pages and replace them with our own words&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We live on front porches and swing life away,&lt;br /&gt;We get by just fine here on minimum wage&lt;br /&gt;If love is a labor I'll slave till the end,&lt;br /&gt;I won't cross these streets until you hold my hand&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19043452-113684532406916603?l=inaworldofmyownchaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inaworldofmyownchaos.blogspot.com/feeds/113684532406916603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19043452&amp;postID=113684532406916603' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19043452/posts/default/113684532406916603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19043452/posts/default/113684532406916603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inaworldofmyownchaos.blogspot.com/2006/01/am-i-loud-and-clear-or-am-i-breaking.html' title=''/><author><name>The "Kurt"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03429574107444200504</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19043452.post-113659607018772643</id><published>2006-01-06T21:07:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-01-06T21:07:50.196-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Exams</title><content type='html'>Exams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Study who?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19043452-113659607018772643?l=inaworldofmyownchaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inaworldofmyownchaos.blogspot.com/feeds/113659607018772643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19043452&amp;postID=113659607018772643' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19043452/posts/default/113659607018772643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19043452/posts/default/113659607018772643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inaworldofmyownchaos.blogspot.com/2006/01/exams.html' title='Exams'/><author><name>The "Kurt"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03429574107444200504</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19043452.post-113528989775022200</id><published>2005-12-22T18:02:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-12-22T18:18:17.766-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I haven't updated this in a while because, i gotta be honest, i'm not too fond of the blogger, but, please, say the hate mail for later. I guess i'm updating to give you something else to read whether it'd be stupid or worthwhile, it will serve its purpose. Everyone's been talking about the new year and what they want for the new year so why break the chain (well, i guess tis the season to talk excessively about it). I really don't want a lot for the new year. The main things probably are just to grow, in everything. spiritually, emoitionally, physically. I wish to pratice hard for soccer to become better and the same with guitar. I really want our band to start up that would be so sweet. I want to a least attempt to read the bible a little. now, i don't have anything against the bible but i have a firey passion not to read anything. i hate reading. yeah other things i'm too lazy to write. Josh wrote some things that he was happy about so i will write some things too.&lt;br /&gt;1. I loving my friends. just lots of people that i love to hang out with and be stupid&lt;br /&gt;2. I'm happy with who i am. I know i'm imature at times (well maybe more) but that's who i am.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;3.My family, keeps me entertained.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;4. Like i've said before, i'm glad i moved here&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;5. The youth group band, O.J. Horcux (i know i spelled it wrong) Just fun times.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'm out fools. Be jolly 'cause santa will snipe you from his north pole.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Merry Jesus' bday&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19043452-113528989775022200?l=inaworldofmyownchaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inaworldofmyownchaos.blogspot.com/feeds/113528989775022200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19043452&amp;postID=113528989775022200' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19043452/posts/default/113528989775022200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19043452/posts/default/113528989775022200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inaworldofmyownchaos.blogspot.com/2005/12/i-havent-updated-this-in-while-because.html' title=''/><author><name>The "Kurt"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03429574107444200504</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><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19043452.post-113452735332849785</id><published>2005-12-13T22:23:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-12-13T22:29:13.336-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ol' Billy was talking about thanking God for something in his blog and well... i gotta say i'm thankful for moving here. Of course i miss the ol' NJ, but i wouldn't have all the opportunities and experinces i have now. I would also like to thank God for the best friend i have ever had and have, his name is Paul. I've been thnking about him so much lately and have mised him so much and i'm just so thankful that i was able to have met him and have all of the great times that we have had. No one can EVER replace him.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19043452-113452735332849785?l=inaworldofmyownchaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inaworldofmyownchaos.blogspot.com/feeds/113452735332849785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19043452&amp;postID=113452735332849785' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19043452/posts/default/113452735332849785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19043452/posts/default/113452735332849785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inaworldofmyownchaos.blogspot.com/2005/12/ol-billy-was-talking-about-thanking.html' title=''/><author><name>The "Kurt"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03429574107444200504</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><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19043452.post-113398889077786554</id><published>2005-12-07T16:45:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-12-07T16:54:50.790-04:00</updated><title type='text'>mmhmm</title><content type='html'>Well there is nothing really to update about on this blogger of online chatting doom. I restrung my guitar and lower the strings so i could shred easier. But i can't play on sunday because the Billster (not Blister) can't practice on sunday and i can't practice on sat. because i'm going to be at Cedarville. That's like strike 37? Is that right Billy? BUUUTTTTTTT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Purevolume udated their look. it's cool. do you know how long fall out boy has been in the top 10? Sugar, Were going down, Abby. Alrighty that's about it. Peace out my homeboy/girl Slicable ganstaz (i am diffinently like the whitest person ever.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.eurochasse.com/images/Firearms/handguns/beretta/beretta_9mm/beretta_9mm_left_l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://www.eurochasse.com/images/Firearms/handguns/beretta/beretta_9mm/beretta_9mm_left_l.jpg" 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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just to make me seem ghettoer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19043452-113398889077786554?l=inaworldofmyownchaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inaworldofmyownchaos.blogspot.com/feeds/113398889077786554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19043452&amp;postID=113398889077786554' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19043452/posts/default/113398889077786554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19043452/posts/default/113398889077786554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inaworldofmyownchaos.blogspot.com/2005/12/mmhmm.html' title='mmhmm'/><author><name>The "Kurt"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03429574107444200504</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><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19043452.post-113374882356359040</id><published>2005-12-04T22:08:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-12-04T22:13:43.580-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So i screwed everything up in band, but i guess its ok because it doesn't matter how good the band is, it only matters if people worship. But people can't worship well if someone keeps messing up. People say i'm too hard on my self. Maybe i am, but i think i'm not hard on my self, i'm just sick of screwing up all the time. Even if you don't hear it, it still happens. Even the simplest things, things i've playing for the longest time, i'll mess up, but whatever, it will never change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Josh said i never write anything worth comment on so what do you think about the lower gas prices?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19043452-113374882356359040?l=inaworldofmyownchaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inaworldofmyownchaos.blogspot.com/feeds/113374882356359040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19043452&amp;postID=113374882356359040' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19043452/posts/default/113374882356359040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19043452/posts/default/113374882356359040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inaworldofmyownchaos.blogspot.com/2005/12/so-i-screwed-everything-up-in-band-but.html' title=''/><author><name>The "Kurt"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03429574107444200504</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><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19043452.post-113348105554190977</id><published>2005-12-01T19:48:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-12-01T19:50:55.550-04:00</updated><title type='text'>boo!</title><content type='html'>Well, i don't feel like updating this anymore. to be honest, i like xanga more. I have to go pawn off some old tires in order to eat. Good-bye my feathered friends.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19043452-113348105554190977?l=inaworldofmyownchaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inaworldofmyownchaos.blogspot.com/feeds/113348105554190977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19043452&amp;postID=113348105554190977' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19043452/posts/default/113348105554190977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19043452/posts/default/113348105554190977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inaworldofmyownchaos.blogspot.com/2005/12/boo.html' title='boo!'/><author><name>The "Kurt"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03429574107444200504</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19043452.post-113331540031232357</id><published>2005-11-29T21:47:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-11-29T21:50:00.320-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4780/1877/1600/53400107.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4780/1877/320/53400107.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; love, me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19043452-113331540031232357?l=inaworldofmyownchaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inaworldofmyownchaos.blogspot.com/feeds/113331540031232357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19043452&amp;postID=113331540031232357' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19043452/posts/default/113331540031232357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19043452/posts/default/113331540031232357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inaworldofmyownchaos.blogspot.com/2005/11/love-me.html' title=''/><author><name>The "Kurt"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03429574107444200504</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><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19043452.post-113314395311963253</id><published>2005-11-27T22:09:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2005-11-27T22:12:33.120-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday tom.</title><content type='html'>Monday is tommorrow which is poo. Went over Kevin's mmmm fun, but my arms hurt and my back where he chinned me. Also, could you do me a favor and not comment so much. Page after page of comments.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19043452-113314395311963253?l=inaworldofmyownchaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inaworldofmyownchaos.blogspot.com/feeds/113314395311963253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19043452&amp;postID=113314395311963253' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19043452/posts/default/113314395311963253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19043452/posts/default/113314395311963253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inaworldofmyownchaos.blogspot.com/2005/11/monday-tom_27.html' title='Monday tom.'/><author><name>The "Kurt"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03429574107444200504</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><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19043452.post-113314380630608709</id><published>2005-11-27T22:09:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-11-27T22:10:06.313-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday tom.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19043452-113314380630608709?l=inaworldofmyownchaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inaworldofmyownchaos.blogspot.com/feeds/113314380630608709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19043452&amp;postID=113314380630608709' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19043452/posts/default/113314380630608709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19043452/posts/default/113314380630608709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inaworldofmyownchaos.blogspot.com/2005/11/monday-tom.html' title='Monday tom.'/><author><name>The "Kurt"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03429574107444200504</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><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19043452.post-113304058105877527</id><published>2005-11-26T17:28:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-11-26T17:29:41.056-04:00</updated><title type='text'>GERRRRRR!!!</title><content type='html'>I can't figure something out on this stupid thing, and everybody else knows how to do it and i connot figure it out at all. THIS IS GAY!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19043452-113304058105877527?l=inaworldofmyownchaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inaworldofmyownchaos.blogspot.com/feeds/113304058105877527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19043452&amp;postID=113304058105877527' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19043452/posts/default/113304058105877527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19043452/posts/default/113304058105877527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inaworldofmyownchaos.blogspot.com/2005/11/gerrrrrr.html' title='GERRRRRR!!!'/><author><name>The "Kurt"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03429574107444200504</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><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19043452.post-113302185727067399</id><published>2005-11-26T12:17:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-11-26T12:17:37.276-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Boredom</title><content type='html'>I'm Bored! Call me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19043452-113302185727067399?l=inaworldofmyownchaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inaworldofmyownchaos.blogspot.com/feeds/113302185727067399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19043452&amp;postID=113302185727067399' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19043452/posts/default/113302185727067399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19043452/posts/default/113302185727067399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inaworldofmyownchaos.blogspot.com/2005/11/boredom.html' title='Boredom'/><author><name>The "Kurt"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03429574107444200504</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19043452.post-113299146825302145</id><published>2005-11-26T06:45:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-11-26T03:51:08.260-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Hee! Donuts!</title><content type='html'>So its 2 to the 45 on the morning of sunday eve (saturday) and i just got done watching the ring... again. it was fishing on the titabawesaweasewasews river. It was cold, but thank God for and hand warmers. Except i need toe warmers. Well i have figured out how to beat the system with the very possesive ipod. Apple ticks me off so much. Apple is only for rich people. you have to pay for every dang program out there. See, windows is cool. Free Free Free. Love it.&lt;br /&gt;I'm out like a mug.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love, me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19043452-113299146825302145?l=inaworldofmyownchaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inaworldofmyownchaos.blogspot.com/feeds/113299146825302145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19043452&amp;postID=113299146825302145' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19043452/posts/default/113299146825302145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19043452/posts/default/113299146825302145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inaworldofmyownchaos.blogspot.com/2005/11/hee-donuts.html' title='Hee! Donuts!'/><author><name>The "Kurt"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03429574107444200504</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19043452.post-113270302546580628</id><published>2005-11-22T22:43:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-11-22T19:43:45.486-04:00</updated><title type='text'>obesity will begin</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4780/1877/1600/jpg-m7c0QJ.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4780/1877/320/jpg-m7c0QJ.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shool will soon be gone in one day. Well, For four days at least. This is good. I have so much homework to do. I know i should be doing it now, but my friend, procrastination, is over. He's cool. anyway the agenda for the giving of thanks day is to go over my grandmothers house. I gotta be honest, i am not too excited. I mean i love my family and all but, they treat me like a kid and there is nothing to do. But my brother is coming down with his lady friend, which i hope will be good. I hope i am not too bored over the weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Picture of the week: Ths is me when I am really bored and when i was in a pitch black room and just stepped out in the lift and when i have a kanker sore inside my lip.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19043452-113270302546580628?l=inaworldofmyownchaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inaworldofmyownchaos.blogspot.com/feeds/113270302546580628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19043452&amp;postID=113270302546580628' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19043452/posts/default/113270302546580628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19043452/posts/default/113270302546580628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inaworldofmyownchaos.blogspot.com/2005/11/obesity-will-begin.html' title='obesity will begin'/><author><name>The "Kurt"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03429574107444200504</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><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19043452.post-113233089108830178</id><published>2005-11-18T12:19:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-11-18T12:21:31.096-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's my second pst in this blogger nation. i haven't really decided which bloggettes i'm going to stick with. only for people read this so that's kinda .... not that good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's during school. No, I am not in school because i skipped it. and yes, i am rubbing it in your faces. last night was harry potter. it was pretty sweet. i was falling asleep during the movie though. i did watch the whole thing. well its a friday and i know its going to be boring. i will have nothing to do. that's about it. yeah, bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19043452-113233089108830178?l=inaworldofmyownchaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inaworldofmyownchaos.blogspot.com/feeds/113233089108830178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19043452&amp;postID=113233089108830178' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19043452/posts/default/113233089108830178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19043452/posts/default/113233089108830178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inaworldofmyownchaos.blogspot.com/2005/11/its-my-second-pst-in-this-blogger.html' title=''/><author><name>The "Kurt"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03429574107444200504</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><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19043452.post-113218410236179193</id><published>2005-11-16T22:45:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-11-16T19:35:02.373-04:00</updated><title type='text'>try try again</title><content type='html'>So I am attempting to be cool by getting one of these. Josh has started a new trend. He is cool. Anyway comment on this hamburger.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19043452-113218410236179193?l=inaworldofmyownchaos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inaworldofmyownchaos.blogspot.com/feeds/113218410236179193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19043452&amp;postID=113218410236179193' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19043452/posts/default/113218410236179193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19043452/posts/default/113218410236179193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inaworldofmyownchaos.blogspot.com/2005/11/try-try-again.html' title='try try again'/><author><name>The "Kurt"</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03429574107444200504</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><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
