tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20256368609702307912024-03-12T18:51:22.544-07:00its fabulous.erinn ♥http://www.blogger.com/profile/14053234408069696295noreply@blogger.comBlogger93125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2025636860970230791.post-3455236829832546442010-06-13T11:33:00.000-07:002010-06-13T20:33:38.990-07:00<div align="center"><span style="color:#ff9900;"> SUMMER 2010:</span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:78%;">Lots of braids & bleach blonde hair. </span></div><div align="center"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482347282222210482" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTL8bgiqQ6KqlYlxez2xEyShw-HWOWoeE1SCoQGqiINOsSTk8U5UdjN6vpmCEnIgtTXxlyRHdkpkNG2Bpl_anbTy1TQbUlVNf-2Gj1ID8htd7qJ2lHFjLfot7GaaTPW9pOnbIfhgFdykk/s320/tumblr_l2c2ipbgHh1qzjlcno1_500.jpg" /> <span style="font-size:78%;">The amount of careness ill have this summer:</span>
<img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482347275389058674" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVo4XAWzoz0x8boJ2M00imr-Df4Xkcf2712S1QrLLlRmb3g1YJruJGcb1hVkRnLKwoymz2yoYoagHL-nb7qe2C48Hhdz5Q91Z8Sh3k9FCfN2EDDmie3lvAnMLm-vzFg3JbGZ62bhqYjkQ/s320/tumblr_l2wjj8yVtY1qze4yoo1_500.jpg" /><span style="font-size:78%;">What my diet will most likely consist of, food from the country club:
</span><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 238px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482347258934695250" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFrFkr_-dR8Nm7n2-MPlzXJyMfU5xDzVjdih-ybqwg_VW1WtoS3_VXoKUzna5n7P-kHPLykAFJzqdLXWjb2xWEO9VDI5yVdYALPGVBGszkMxuTE95RBipIhESL_DEseXK85YIzm5PdkeU/s320/tumblr_l2e0ygQjiu1qzh5j8o1_500.jpg" />
<span style="font-size:78%;">Over board in VS Pink clothing and bikinis.</span></div><div align="center"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 160px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482347251106029794" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMzrt-S9wTlAqHfww47aa7UXTo7jkR-BSY7wpwVWlbbjTC-XHlk7nVXUj-ibP7-rZTDpXu1pVF0aHlpMzISf5m8aMD_6PGJqV0-hVX79uyRjSfkSmQJ6O0vUdBs96viwHdpuXt_frswpo/s320/tumblr_l2dn0aehF41qattr5o1_500.jpg" />
</div><p align="center"><span style="font-size:78%;">Endless amounts of boating.
</span><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482347247601566802" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBAoXuUOgp0EVwNaVmSJzTS2ky7OgBk5hPTVr1KPHHM2vQgxbVO5FfDl3AdWsx5-kYSGktHUZb6ZFmQNEgY3ucIozHTrOuQ83oquiGq_W4F5JHZjzF5cRXXcB_ZXT4mcADF7sD2so0PSQ/s320/tumblr_l262dho5j61qattr5o1_500.jpg" /></p><p align="center"><span style="font-size:78%;">Scent of the summer: Daisy.
</span></p><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482345771779608306" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiPT_i2Mlgl2IKCrNJc6DH7-oh46NiHYXQsXXCoTvniJ0bSHCaGvfY0H-wTn7yWPZDCIbpmjPG0sm-LxS7-Qdgwe5kO-FNDU8T3mvLvXJ07pJlZBEOXrnHadCTAMso40Mz9cfRW_BY0QEE/s320/aisy.png" /> <p align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;">Fav food? Who wants watermelon when they can have CUPCAKES?
</span><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482345760056107266" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1ob5ugKXFmF0089ywzysaUL_mHbCdxLjeVGaBzecUUt9pgdkz-ECmNskScJFse5N1Kc7uI3Xv5ECaYLYUWRCoNX7qZnFy09a4bd4JsflbW9AYGqAX-Hov3NUe1xiJjxcgLWCdNdQO-bA/s320/tumblr_l3uqibkbPy1qzmisko1_500.jpg" /></p><p align="center"><span style="font-size:78%;">Endless sunsets & days at the beach</span><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482345753839387746" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0OI0q2T3TvuzyEcErwBf0a5-V5cmNbJ5vxG0nREEz-G9BBQU33ezLHHLDVi5ykKODlkCssJP2oF60qcbgGIoblT9jOPCHPpLhLTryWWJJALr2-cG9GQGAZcRRjqW5VpRBipMJRaipexQ/s320/tumblr_l3r8tinPsE1qattr5o1_500.jpg" />
<span style="font-size:78%;">Best tan ever.</span>
<img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482345717221368530" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEge2z0h17vbwZh5P30Fh9pNzwwQEdYwnzGwd1XJg9P-t9W59QZD0LK9BVZ0mc67L-FFCOmGwcwAUeP1xrucm45AM2BXDTskyKlxy30ZuTTAWdHNYrgo8sa3nroMzOA7xWt1mL_r2Ghla54/s320/tumblr_l2wg07Phhl1qb776yo1_500.jpg" /></p><p align="center"><span style="font-size:78%;">Mmm Starbucks.</span>
</p><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482345710396313138" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLdR6ZAfD-k4uvhqbkvtanb7aKVwNGladEeMaa7WsppVCNmkFifpd27SokR9_CSDdeYKaKbAO7tNN9N6J3RgRfVh4H1HIwG2qFQ3mM3OUiVfE0I58tq6I2ibIuOefv4zm6x0vI9jRYPVo/s320/tumblr_l33p8bS7qJ1qb17p4o1_500.png" /> <p align="center"><span style="color:#ff9900;">♥</span></p><p align="center"><span style="color:#ff9900;">SUMMER 2010 COUNTDOWN ; SEVEN DAYS.</span></p>erinn ♥http://www.blogger.com/profile/14053234408069696295noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2025636860970230791.post-69511023197222913682010-06-13T07:29:00.000-07:002010-06-13T07:39:30.383-07:00<div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEizfVA1moSiukbdC9JxR3ErKzP_e-Y3nsLY_wvuAbOFVqtKAW2lLxn94UVKpS1fT5z5ZKCP18SdPmzPtZaAzbE6YQY5Zb14eW-ShtY6AHjBbW7NnyjFyVyBAxp_pnsQgulWm-NMtDCKuJQ/s1600/tumblr_l302lgYDho1qa7e8ko1_500.png"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 256px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482267766065862514" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEizfVA1moSiukbdC9JxR3ErKzP_e-Y3nsLY_wvuAbOFVqtKAW2lLxn94UVKpS1fT5z5ZKCP18SdPmzPtZaAzbE6YQY5Zb14eW-ShtY6AHjBbW7NnyjFyVyBAxp_pnsQgulWm-NMtDCKuJQ/s320/tumblr_l302lgYDho1qa7e8ko1_500.png" /></a><span style="font-size:78%;">UGH. going to work to deal with an insane boss. </span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:78%;">wish me luck.</span></div>erinn ♥http://www.blogger.com/profile/14053234408069696295noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2025636860970230791.post-55598387187213403682010-06-12T13:58:00.000-07:002010-06-12T15:03:16.208-07:00<p align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff9900;"><strong>SONG OF THE DAY: Like OMG baby, - Dj Earworm.</strong></span></p><p align="center"><object width="640" height="385"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/cYQJ_SIVUVE&hl=en_US&fs=1&rel=0&color1=0xe1600f&color2=0xfebd01"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/cYQJ_SIVUVE&hl=en_US&fs=1&rel=0&color1=0xe1600f&color2=0xfebd01" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"></embed></object></p>erinn ♥http://www.blogger.com/profile/14053234408069696295noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2025636860970230791.post-32927938967402438472010-06-12T13:38:00.000-07:002010-06-12T13:58:38.908-07:00<div align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;"> SATURDAY JUNE 12th 2010</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;">Happy saturday! :]</span></div><div align="center">♥
<span style="font-size:85%;">Currently...</span></div><div align="center"><em><span style="font-size:78%;"> Drinking:</span></em></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:78%;">Starbucks iced tea.</span></div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481993428411556450" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjgsMF9grsCG9uOLuWsKBzPkXdLsSvztVdRtckvSi-TSuPS4cnVeIMzIsYe40RPW1ZOPWhrMD-XTAiyfqGamyGfovsaFGBEzeONwFx_LodQdIarNYul_yErMAQy3cgT6znJar46RFost4/s320/tumblr_l33p8bS7qJ1qb17p4o1_500.png" /> <p align="center"><em><span style="font-size:78%;">Picture of the day:<img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481993412621006386" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-9BM8Wx6kSqBQEtsRmW2SqUx9-GA2qB3-d_LyHbqSwhuX3OwVo4Ie3_Y1zzO8vIUhNf1YMyacthb1_VOIdqZC0VTAz9_DpS1aBpJMJx_Nmmd13B7EKsUUe1B4glg4zXvBw_lA9FWTcRA/s320/tumblr_l18arpUa2H1qa3m93o1_500.jpg" /></span></em>
</p><p align="center"><span style="font-size:78%;"><em>Wanting to go; </em>to the beach :]</span>
<img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481993405456147282" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9U_sc4zId2Vq7cUXEnfDAlKcvMoLYyvbbCrKJa_k5SIqJqTU6WH0q_CILJ_fX0LL5_mB3N6sKfI4Oi8KGi8j2rV_FOiETnn7ouv8O0ngF6fhdpaTbTWvrj5SvezzUoD4LAHEBA4hb2zc/s320/tumblr_l3vef70Krn1qattr5o1_500.jpg" /><span style="font-size:78%;"><em>Looking like;</em> Audrina Patridge's hair.</span>
<img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 252px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481993385679951922" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwDbSoXzzmbaMa-_JUQXbt_vwwOpSpARVMiKT8gD_0IICWP9I0-WMl2bGXDBp-eV5_hl5lLyhuVM437TpDVW8Y1RISuNXqu3-KcvGJ6nAFogrZOHVzIAqKVf6HnYdWBh6WUNKeS_YfS04/s320/tumblr_l3t6xqmCRF1qb17p4o1_500.jpg" /></p><div align="center"> <span style="font-size:78%;"><em>Doing;</em> Making cookies!</span> <img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 234px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481993373790952018" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWz1Mo9tvez6ftsjp9kl65cxIgvsMcs393FaZBUEiRATGKgOXmU0UfFh5XRBoRH2Wqfy4ZrPgohS3ZbTUeAFt3acuzUZ8PsIVTK0RPt_m8-dDxtwAEvrpbqLI00WZjpQ5wnMpQtkhCrcM/s320/tumblr_l3u0md8WhI1qza6kro1_500.jpg" /></div>erinn ♥http://www.blogger.com/profile/14053234408069696295noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2025636860970230791.post-47679231214015260052010-06-12T13:00:00.000-07:002010-06-12T13:01:29.332-07:00<div align="center"><div style="POSITION: relative; WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 400px"><p align="right"><a href="http://www.polyvore.com/giving_up_on_will_be/set?.embedder=200847&.mid=embed&id=19409089"><img title="Giving up on u will be the death of me" border="0" alt="Giving up on u will be the death of me" src="http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/img-set/BQcDAAAAAwoDanBnAAAABC5vdXQKFi1EQ3piOXR3M3hHU0RSOTdocmNNWWcAAAACaWQKAWUAAAAEc2l6ZQ.jpg" width="400" height="400" /></a></p><a style="POSITION: absolute; BOTTOM: 4px; RIGHT: 4px" href="http://www.polyvore.com/"><img style="PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT-WIDTH: 0px; MARGIN: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-LEFT-WIDTH: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px" title="Fashion Trends & Styles - Polyvore" alt="Fashion Trends & Styles - Polyvore" src="http://cdn.polyvore.com/rsrc/img/logo_embed_alt_63x21.png" /></a></div></div><div style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 8px"> </div>erinn ♥http://www.blogger.com/profile/14053234408069696295noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2025636860970230791.post-21669549302597419962010-06-10T16:48:00.001-07:002010-06-10T16:49:37.088-07:00<p align="center"><object width="640" height="385"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/aEdvXM45nIY&hl=en_US&fs=1&rel=0&color1=0xcc2550&color2=0xe87a9f"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/aEdvXM45nIY&hl=en_US&fs=1&rel=0&color1=0xcc2550&color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"></embed></object></p>erinn ♥http://www.blogger.com/profile/14053234408069696295noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2025636860970230791.post-85279103600810651112010-06-10T16:30:00.000-07:002010-06-10T16:45:09.814-07:00<div align="center"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 226px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481292145311745874" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgE8e8ccbtnE_rHDcABoWIwpgM9NFwjXY643IJg97aGMXrZPgf9eMn_ZJmlMFygNvXnofAEDMzkEOC-XLATyYx0HQ2MWboFt7hAKFSKmPhLQP0PxEHUyqp3DKSJ7oO11EsW9OmlCVpiA7Q/s320/tumblr_kvwszp8NM01qao58oo1_500.jpg" /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 299px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481292140190906002" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEip13-XlWze2NwoDw1k3QAGV7pL1edzEreWjs_tKCiGyAboEQ0av2tY-H0pSu_uhSsuvgnyW_n3Yd6rHlRVJKVLL3KbldoviSvC0tV5-_xm_B0BqJQK8FNHQzP0NXdg3a9pjgXLESumEhQ/s320/008.jpg" />THURSDAY JUNE 10TH 2010</div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;">Happy birthday to my little step brother. Muah. </span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;">FINALLY a good day, not only did I get to sleep in and skip school, but I didnt have to do my huge presentation of my final project. The best part of the entire day was spending time with my boyyy. Finallyy, I havent hungout with him out of school since my birthday, 10 days ago and I finally get to be with him. I feel so happy and relieved when im with him. I missed him insanely much.</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;">MORNING.</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;">I slept in! YES! WIN! For the first time all week, when I opened my blinds this morning, it wasnt windy, it wasnt raining or cloudy. The weather was sunny, blue skies and no clouds for the first time in five days. I threw on some leather gladiators, jean shorts and a baggy pull over VS PINK hoodie. </span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;">SCHOOL.</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;">During MY lunch hour I was suppose to go present my final project to my prof at lunch but my pregnant prof forgot my project at her house yet again so I didnt have to do it. One thing you should know : I hate speaking infront of my class, only because I know they are sitting there criticizing my every move. Im ok infront of a group of strangers cause I dont care what they think of me. I just avoid speaking infront of a class at all costs.</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;">3:45PM. DENTIST</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;">At 3:30 between kisses my boyfriend told me I had to go to the dentist in 15 minutes. Luckily for me he lives around the corner from the office and my long legs could get there in no time. Just my luck, the office was backed up today. </span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;">I hate when its backed up, it backs up my entire day. First, get my braces off my teeth you jerk, I want them GONE. Fucking 17 years old with braces.. LOSER. Second, when you have an appt, get there 10 mins early, like they tell you. Its common courtesy for the people after you in appts, they are on time if your on time. I hate lazy people who back up my appts because of their tardyness. Show up on time, make me on time, we will get along just fine.</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;">I was sitting in the office waiting to go in and I had a thought. Dont you just love going to public places like the dentist office, airport or train station to people watch? In a non creepy way. Just to see all the different kinds of people in the world, it just intrigues me. I was sitting beside this total nutcase of a girl, must have been 13 maybe and she thought she was the shit. Thats what im guessing anyways. She was talking to this total random lady, who didnt give two flying shits of what she had to say. She was explaining how her teeth are perfect although shes totally messed and her teeth are just as wacky as she is. Oh dear lord dont even get me started on her outfit. Camo pants, running shoes and a floral shirt. DAMN baby, oh the joy of people watching.</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;">Mmm my boyfriend took me out for ice cream to this parlour called Ice cream galore. Its just the most amazing place in the world, famous for its ice cream and waffle cones where I live. Everyone goes in the summer, its the place to be. Of course I got mint chocolate chip and cookie dough in a waffle cone, just the most scrumptious combination EVER! I love the feeling of summer coming near, although its pretty cold here right now. Grr. </span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;">♥</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;">PS, please dont think im a stalker?</span> </div>erinn ♥http://www.blogger.com/profile/14053234408069696295noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2025636860970230791.post-80260373942454070982010-06-10T16:22:00.000-07:002010-06-10T16:29:46.940-07:00<div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicSGOEHcf6S87E7HA3lzapHZASjDIsbh5BUNagUK609B2kjDA_LRzj-EpNSwGk7fxnfq92c4_CN-AWFCmopcEfYZbmDxK1Xd3KbtQUqzCUrj7rFErPIo-qopMOmYHzyiCXtgH6cmq6UA8/s1600/005.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481289598728689138" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicSGOEHcf6S87E7HA3lzapHZASjDIsbh5BUNagUK609B2kjDA_LRzj-EpNSwGk7fxnfq92c4_CN-AWFCmopcEfYZbmDxK1Xd3KbtQUqzCUrj7rFErPIo-qopMOmYHzyiCXtgH6cmq6UA8/s320/005.jpg" /></a> WEDNESDAY JUNE 9TH 2010</div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;">It was literally so humid today I thought my hair was going to go into an afro. I woke up in the most awkward position ever, on my back, legs spread and arms under my pillow. My dad LOL'ed at me. </span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;">12:50 SCHOOL. BACK CAMPUS</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;">Im sitting in the back campus library listening to Ke$ha aka my girlfriend, and im baked. Yes, I smoke weed. Not EVERYDAY, not ALL THE TIME, occasionally. I know, its not "cool" but its not socially unnaceptable. What kids in my city DONT these days? Its everywhere. I used to be so anti drug and not even talk about it, untill I tried it once. Dont hate me. Its only my second time being baked at school, ever. Lets be serious, who really wants to be in school, business class to be exact when you can be laughing your ass off with your bestfriend? Thats what I thought. </span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;">--</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;">So this girl, lets call her Girl A is a total bitch, she want on an exchange to spain for three months and left the most gorgeous boyfriend of all behind and dont get me wrong I LOVE my boy, but have you seen... Lets call him Boy C. Hes GORGEOUS. Totally scrumptious and jock material. But when Girl A was gone, it was so tempting to just sweep Boy C off his feet. For real. They arent even dating, they are "together" I guess, which doesnt make sense. It just makes it seem like hes to much of a baby to ask her out. Trust me, I dont think much is stopping me next year. Bring it bitch.</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;">♥</span></div>erinn ♥http://www.blogger.com/profile/14053234408069696295noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2025636860970230791.post-29929768998823024792010-06-07T19:21:00.000-07:002010-06-07T19:37:28.231-07:00<div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong>CURRENTLY:</strong></span>
</div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"><span style="font-size:85%;">Located here:</span></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;">My bedroom, aka desk identical to this one.</span></div><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhq5CJGcggblYwxAmZcT65gAu3khBqIXEyBUj7pdqIJCYL1y1RXOXRENKfsxOZoqHrLr91nJHfSrqGYGGroRhJOPv3xwtLrhwvgab8TUWAa7YPw2e9N_dhH4jVkmPc130L5GNPu0sc7IAo/s1600/tumblr_kvsv6vUDnc1qza6kro1_500.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480223731620906962" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhq5CJGcggblYwxAmZcT65gAu3khBqIXEyBUj7pdqIJCYL1y1RXOXRENKfsxOZoqHrLr91nJHfSrqGYGGroRhJOPv3xwtLrhwvgab8TUWAa7YPw2e9N_dhH4jVkmPc130L5GNPu0sc7IAo/s320/tumblr_kvsv6vUDnc1qza6kro1_500.jpg" /></a><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"> <span style="font-size:85%;">Wanting to be here:</span> </span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;">Europe please.</span></div><div align="center"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480223735578187426" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLBvk1nmK6zxeOcbhfzo0qQAlPIMtEpmGK0mirSiZL9fRrWby4dsbXiUNqcyAp6sePrCSFKYN6iIxlQvF-GenLpm0YLd1x18idXq7jwsb2LGPVAhCNZLF0gDcVd79wAcbSG3fiSRmFPcA/s320/TRAVEL.jpg" /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">Looking at: </span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:78%;">Tulips my dad bought me.</span>
</div></span><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480224542736325090" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRfghDWZVIQOWX2t0f_AVm8fX2n2JU6gtwvaa5YYke9aDFHN4Jqq4TwgxwyKQWX92QQZ6ofzqgvbfzDR72pzmS1ShPkUgu9YY2bv6AwmoM3BB2VJEKtR-_RmplsfvHqmeIHsL3OsVFKOo/s320/tumblr_l0gf4dw0QW1qzmisko1_500.jpg" /> <p align="center"><span style="font-size:78%;"><span style="font-size:85%;"></span><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:85%;">Wanting to:</span> </span></span></p><p align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;">Dye my hair platnum for the summer.</span><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 235px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480224553557417218" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj18H-PHOPId9kvkCVnDlOA5LxieIaTE_6WBnqKD7EpvYwFSViLrFsnhABQ8wIETihMpOILYk3cC-YohATNmZsk1VJHaLNXLKWWPl4xkOEL7MSvVBQxxs7akKut1o2g-4r0ix0_moHKGSk/s320/blonde.jpg" /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"><span style="font-size:85%;">Drinking:</span> </span></p><div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;">Raspberry lemonade.</span>
</div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480223714171081346" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXyhqUt9zMgcEP0umKjB5wbfXnh2Num0_aqHvaqOgziwDS22343x46dl1CxYZiEndJ2cZNtPlyEYYKNjAM2ZtPRyz_HOCh1zUdNWZPf2JL8tZ6GXnZOpZhsNkPKNzqGze99gHvNjbImD4/s320/drink6.jpg" /> <p align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"><span style="font-size:85%;">Picture of the day:</span>
Miley. Love you.</span>
</p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFjoUy1GTQ_8_rWAKTavbSpb2z_Tt9vDEEnCTcXaiop-2oRsr31w6vLDs8Lw8xjiqiUB-z77q0vX10RtOLbKzuaiqL83PAEZkdCLO45X0YDUQ6IZ9oinoZYjPr174hmFKXaniYdsGFRYc/s1600/MIL.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 260px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480223705829754130" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFjoUy1GTQ_8_rWAKTavbSpb2z_Tt9vDEEnCTcXaiop-2oRsr31w6vLDs8Lw8xjiqiUB-z77q0vX10RtOLbKzuaiqL83PAEZkdCLO45X0YDUQ6IZ9oinoZYjPr174hmFKXaniYdsGFRYc/s320/MIL.jpg" /></a>
<div align="center">♥</div>erinn ♥http://www.blogger.com/profile/14053234408069696295noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2025636860970230791.post-2029387531674320982010-06-07T18:51:00.000-07:002010-06-07T19:20:58.871-07:00<div align="center"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480219296426028386" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_c7tSNo9l0kXyk0E2rnf5uugHtmOt_KP7_0MSmCNDIE1-BeLyD7RHjZtK_x9qtkTb8YO0Hy1pi4M7iC3ZA_G7wUcnANly_Bj1KfwaxBXjeHxNzhbak0oy8ZzwEiFsViUp46qpEyWbo84/s320/tumblr_kvsu6sOqRU1qatyd2o1_500.png" /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 302px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 140px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480219303282253042" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhV-77DdKuhisoLLZCxKDglqs4vPmeDwawtd4iPWMs5iX4FIouvG4vr9XFez7pNws9EAAcbnEb9eahCF18eOgGF6KesX-jFZPC5JDoBB9ATSXfp9eYlw-FKc-AJMJnA8lELCn7_zzBtpi0/s320/9457.jpg" /><span style="color:#ff6666;">Monday June 7th 2010.</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;">I woke up this morning to my phone ringing, and I cant say I was to happy with that. I clearly wasnt picking it up, or even checking the number. I talk to no one at 63o am, and who in their right mind would even be calling me at that time? Waste of time really. I wouldnt even pick up if it was Chace Crawford. Ok maybe I would. Thats an exception. A sexy one. When the time came to actually get up and get ready, I didnt even know what I was going to wear. It was cold but living in Canada does that to you. You get used to it. Jeans, and since it was match day a tennis shirt. </span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;">----</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;">ATM.</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;">9:10AM. ART CLASS.</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;">Right now im sitting in my senior art class doing nothing since im done my final already. Well, im not doing nothing, im writing you. You should feel special. Just typing away on my blackberry like its no body's business. I hate mondays. Im exhausted, I dont want to be here. I just want the next 7 days to go by FAST. Heres the thought of the moment: Dont you ever just think that school would be so much better if the students just broke out into song and dance like on Glee? I know im wierd, but I dont even watch the freaking show and I know thats what they do. You know what I want right now? A really big shaken iced tea lemonade, passion fruit style and a ginger mollassess cookie from Starbucks. Mmm. </span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;">----</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;">That sounded good at the time, but right now all I smell is fresh pineaple hair product in my wet hair. Im so tierd. I miss my boyfriend, that's why I put that picture and that quote up there. I havent hungout with him.. Since my birthday, then again that still wasnt alone time to just cuddle and talk and enjoy eachothers company. [And NO dont get that dirty picture in your head, still hasnt happened yet, not even after 8 months] </span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;">♥</span></div><div align="center">
</div>erinn ♥http://www.blogger.com/profile/14053234408069696295noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2025636860970230791.post-46064962396590679572010-06-03T16:16:00.000-07:002010-06-03T18:59:36.924-07:00<div align="center"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478690655644951298" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8_rLhmOWtSGXQrq2GJzEgxfkjXcSVN_UzDonCDjpBbxYBpN4xCZ_Ft_2ckGhsLxc2uh-jQoF3o0RYEGWa47MuHrueO5JFqqAUBZRnvfx1V92mOMtXP-871n7inO4PCTSPP1_uGGx6B0w/s320/travel2.jpg" /><strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#993399;">Thursday june 3rd 2010.</span></strong></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"> Ten more days, only ten. just keep breathing erin. school will officially be over for the summer, and hopefully my stress will leave me alone. im stressing so much right now im almost in tears, or already did cry. ive never been so nervous for something in my entire life. i want math to be done, but its obvious that im not passing, which means im taking it again next year, plus grade 12 math. </span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;">im exhausted, stressed, annoyed, sad.</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;">my hair straightner broke.. and im going insane. i have to wear like frizzy curly hair.. hahaha. </span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;">summer weather keeps teasing me.. it goes HOT then cold, HOT cold. like rub A535. </span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;">i started this post at like 3 and its been open since then, its now 10:00 and time for bed,</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;">good night see you tomorrow.</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;">♥</span></div>erinn ♥http://www.blogger.com/profile/14053234408069696295noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2025636860970230791.post-86858200338395536512010-06-02T12:37:00.000-07:002010-06-02T12:48:47.626-07:00<div align="center"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478263017741371410" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQg98ja_ttwm5ZitMA6wrCqMBtm-RNEt92O70_6oM1ObIBgbTS66rTtKIaHdStUgba22u9PT8CN7CVLtMI1O_wQ3O7s2Qp2zpe8iblNIdXWEe60FyNFJ5QpuN-0Af18BKQTsAPKadyfiM/s320/mil2.jpg" /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 159px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 86px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478263024428690098" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqviAJfk6FFS4RjzNpBUjo9YKgTQBZ_aVtaVbdiFalazeKbImHyiwoyNlT-RX0TQeG89PtqAKEy3JTHoiAUCQgJD63fDsyWU0eEKpNpnxt3nzbe01v4BhCeBszwZssj2zpH6K9iML_Mo8/s320/z138360115.jpg" /><span style="font-size:85%;color:#999999;"><strong>June 2nd 2010, a gloomy day.</strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;">Hi babes.</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;">Im wearing leggings and a long plaid shirt, its raining and gross. Thunderstorming.</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;">The picture up there just describes my mood perfectly. I feel down and all I want is to watch a movie with my boyfriend, and I cant.. cause hes working. Blah, im craving pizza or grilled cheese right now... Mmm sounds soo good doesnt it? How about pizza? </span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;">AHH yes!! My bestfriend who moved across the country just called me! I wanna cry, im so happy!</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;">How was your day loves?</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;">♥</span></div>erinn ♥http://www.blogger.com/profile/14053234408069696295noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2025636860970230791.post-13739565291614312242010-06-02T12:09:00.000-07:002010-06-02T12:33:40.329-07:00<div align="center"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 223px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478256880176698098" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTBdbF2E4Xl0fyL1nXoSmyR4Octjqq8WTeREwr1z4GXp7StHsgTQSWxRWVgAI11mXkuGAv1to0j6J9hFaohQSl2MnYlIXDz_BQQyFTZDG9-LBQ00G_HAC_W_Id_utD5p1NNO1RWAQgbOA/s320/CUPCAKE.jpg" /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 210px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 47px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478256886511925490" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5OvZC2p3jShKxrtbCovVrXMlDZiu3G962ESlN_h3uGzzb5XnC2fO_7pAwCJm4qb9e3I6ZjeaZ7es7UPiX05AMApmnibe6pYOLx9Knvvq0QgFUTCpuwuA1rhYdgcPS9J-A0a2Esy4DMdw/s320/z51375583.jpg" /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"><strong>June 1st 2010. The day I turned 17.</strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;">Waking up to your favourite song on the radio by pure coincidence is a good start to the day, if you ask me. Why not wear your hair au natural -curly- and no makeup?. Ok well maybe some mascara, thats it. According to everyone its all I need.</span>
<span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;">I threw on some boyfriend jeans and a white tshirt and off to school I went. </span>
<span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;">I got to my bestfriends house to pick her up to walk with me, like every normal day. </span>
<span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;">We walked into the senior hallway first, and all I heard was "Happy birthday! Happy birthday!" a bunch of seniors said to me. Lets just get this straight, im not one to be the center of attention, yet I make my birthday a big deal. </span>
<span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;">I managed to walk the entire 4 floors being hidden away from everyone. Once I got to my lcoker, the entire thing was covered in streamers, pictures, candy and a big "HAPPY BIRTHDAY" banner. Jesus christ I wanted to rip it off. </span>
<span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;">I walked into my senior art class and sat down, getting right to painting and not wasting a second. Its a big class, and once people starting pilling in, no one really said anything. Yes! I was blending in!.. "HAPPY BIRTHDAYYYY ERIN!!" my friend Jenna screamed as she entered the room. "Thanks" I giggled.</span>
<span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;">After 1st class the happy birthdays kept coming.. My math prof even baked me a cake! A freaking CAKE! It was PINK too. </span>
<span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;">For lunch I went out with my bestfriend and got chinese takeout. Mmm. </span>
<span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;">After lunch I had a spare block so I planted my butt in the library for some peace and quiet, and peace and quiet I did not get. </span>
<span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;">My boyfriend and his bestfriends walked in singing happy birthday with giant white chocolate chip cookies. HIDE!! After hiding my face in embarrasment, they came over and we ate cookies together. Spare was over and it was now off to french: favourite class of the day, not only because my prof was totally amazing but because I actually understand it. I was sitting there listening to my prof.. well not really listening, and all of a sudden someone knocked on the door. Emily opened it and standing there was a guy from a flower shop holding a big bouquet of purple orchids. "Erin in this class?" I raised my hand... "Uh hi?"</span>
<span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;">The man put them on my desk and wished me happy birthday. I read the card "happy birthday cutie, hope its been amazing so far, you deserve the best of the best. Love you so much, - cam" my heart melted and my face went red. </span>
<span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;">Thank god school was over and I can get out of here.</span>
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<span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;">My boyfriend drove me home, where he stayed untill we went for dinner. I walked in my door and sitting in my living room was a huge thing of 40 yellow balloons and 16 yellow cupcakes from my favourite bakery from my step mom. She sent us balloons and cupcakes for everyones birthday. </span>
<span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;">Dinner time came around and my boyfriend and I went out to dinner over looking the lake, the weather was perfect. The day was perfect so far.</span>
<span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;">After dinner I stopped by the boys parents house for a quick hello. They had flowers for me and a present, in a gorgeous yellow box. In the box was soap, body butter, body scrub and an endless amount of lipgloss. </span>
<span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;">I headed home, and there was no time to even sit down. My sister was taking me to get a tattoo. Yep, im now inked! I got my moms signature straight off her health card tattooed on to me. </span>
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<span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;">The day I turned 17 was the most beautiful day I could ever ask for. Sorry for making it so long, its my first one, and it wont be that long for the rest. Promise.</span>
<span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;">♥ peace.</span>
</div>erinn ♥http://www.blogger.com/profile/14053234408069696295noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2025636860970230791.post-16344900810854435562010-05-25T12:38:00.000-07:002010-05-25T12:52:32.334-07:00<div align="center"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 332px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 228px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475296018034288050" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTxh-YutiHr6OPvr6inga-Om2wj-JyJa-5bce6HrQ9yOQUN6FSyIlSWCWcuEGh8iPAUgv5m5lnBxj0YJaMLfTo6hgg7GWF0D0pkAOM3dh2eYbsEs-rLqYyQFOrtsl5QxJ8oYsfnOC9Hm8/s320/ocean3.jpg" /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 160px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 77px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475296200432793778" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHy2HmZBUZFV-9LeG7vXTx30mk7RsGQ2uSdBnDCW18Lh9nbnTTwhbf6S3-_8Q56q72rGQR8ZQUpJffW_Kp6FrqOdw_QRMKcJYMCF-wmbVYEB2yhEJ92EMXtrVGJ6oJr3u3uL_5BGG0GW0/s320/z138360115.jpg" /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;">For the past 3 years of my life ive been lusting over a guy named Cam. We would be summer flings and hangout almost everyday together, and at the end of the summer would say goodbye till next summer. I would say every year was the best, except for the year I turned 16 was truely the best year of my life. Not only did I figure out who my true friends are and change schools, but I fell inlove. I mean hard love. With the boy ive been loving for three years. Now hes mine, all mine. There is only one problem. He graduates from highschool on June 12th and accepted his offer to the University of Brock, 4 hours away. I have three months to do everything I can do to make it the best time of my life before he leaves me... possibly for good. For the next three months ill be keeping a diary of everything I do in a day: sleeping, eating, sports, where I go, what I do, who I do it with, what I wear... and Im going to be completely honest about it all. Who knows what will happen, during the year I turn 17. </span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;">Stay tuned, 1st post June 1st. </span></div>erinn ♥http://www.blogger.com/profile/14053234408069696295noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2025636860970230791.post-52993316879379132652010-05-24T09:44:00.000-07:002010-05-24T14:19:16.646-07:00<div align="center"> </div><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_mCNNwgvDaO2Abk6dOprRTA3H9DDCHsROGHoa7yduexeQVjHVxBdMsU29j7KAUNhfrO5lJCTCo6xsBDezCXUk04VsAH4JRF_POqlKsrhHARoezCQXAM4XYcO_zR7I9z-8AgHfJLw4xAc/s1600/FLORIDA+145.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474878790577546050" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_mCNNwgvDaO2Abk6dOprRTA3H9DDCHsROGHoa7yduexeQVjHVxBdMsU29j7KAUNhfrO5lJCTCo6xsBDezCXUk04VsAH4JRF_POqlKsrhHARoezCQXAM4XYcO_zR7I9z-8AgHfJLw4xAc/s320/FLORIDA+145.JPG" /></a></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;">happy monday.</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;">happy long weekend, </span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;">holiday for some of you canadians! </span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;">its GORGEOUS weather here this weekend, finally summer has arrived.. which means my </span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"> boyfriend will be leaving in 3 months for university and i turn 17 on june 1st. ive decided that i will write a blog/diary every day for the next 3 months, about what goes on in my everyday life, what i do, where i go, what i eat: everything.. being 100% honest about it all.</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:78%;"><span style="font-family:arial;">starting next tuesday, i will write my 1st post.</span> </span></div>erinn ♥http://www.blogger.com/profile/14053234408069696295noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2025636860970230791.post-13609483584194675702010-05-19T15:37:00.000-07:002010-05-19T15:46:11.315-07:00<div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDe-L-pCYxHDpjj_saEla9mMGRyENCo155yoll3Xd5KhUxKQX7xDtQuNypAYkVl4dWpfz2YxebZhD2uFj1NuiC5YxQsT8hc-b7dwH7W_sWTH5hnt8JqAPyOE4oeEdeUPgpwL3hRH00Ajg/s1600/z51375583.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 73px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473115994382703426" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDe-L-pCYxHDpjj_saEla9mMGRyENCo155yoll3Xd5KhUxKQX7xDtQuNypAYkVl4dWpfz2YxebZhD2uFj1NuiC5YxQsT8hc-b7dwH7W_sWTH5hnt8JqAPyOE4oeEdeUPgpwL3hRH00Ajg/s320/z51375583.jpg" /></a> hi babes, hope your having a lovely week so far.</div><div align="center">happy humpday, keep smiling.
♥</div><div align="center">ps, prom pics to come.</div><p></p>erinn ♥http://www.blogger.com/profile/14053234408069696295noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2025636860970230791.post-88188491958330168032010-05-08T17:46:00.000-07:002010-05-08T17:49:11.904-07:00<div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjE0OYvmKUqY1p4h8MDoQdWQZc0ikNHEgyRsvtveShRfJryZ3Am6wDge49YtG12ySiZK5NZSk9ZyQUgD07NLokpVZevUlRp_h93lJ4j_20kB7rkvPx0Duzeq1z-5qjgTt0phvjPuaSveo8/s1600/sky.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 472px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 344px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469065731780319938" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjE0OYvmKUqY1p4h8MDoQdWQZc0ikNHEgyRsvtveShRfJryZ3Am6wDge49YtG12ySiZK5NZSk9ZyQUgD07NLokpVZevUlRp_h93lJ4j_20kB7rkvPx0Duzeq1z-5qjgTt0phvjPuaSveo8/s320/sky.jpg" /></a><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"> i miss you. hope your being good up there mom.</span> </div>erinn ♥http://www.blogger.com/profile/14053234408069696295noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2025636860970230791.post-8474970933570772552010-05-01T12:55:00.000-07:002010-05-01T13:24:41.623-07:00<div align="center"> <img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466393644855116914" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnEukz76kPlmSWWM9QAS64hD6BTtLHnf_yUicPN_EtHB2Q-dlnpLy6Q-3z4pobloJQ5eR1QMwVOPRBKEZn60zkFQG9zSP5ypZ02accdlm5yDifCVbtrFQX7CxQtGDsVDRy2bEL1s6rgxI/s320/Snapshot_20100428.jpg" /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466393641405812770" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNiWBAOH-QZ2gOY7pBruMeiYjyCGaSltCxgh3HKWRk4o8Y0Hq1zT4yYt9qpegoCmRkXb9h21ipDOuwJJxG6g-f9Iup6KdP6oMLO7ZH23097EiXbTazpTTQcX4fRbGOa1YbWECd5SceRpg/s320/Snapshot_20100428_1.jpg" /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466393634329429746" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhM63OFK3NAhLTWsE_oF_BycAmJ_0rw7Yc5dpIXu31e5NVXozDsa2pNz_jiSgr5IpsPvIakG5RVFFLGpbNsDc4BbEO4JzbmO8GxTgreMrNorzO3yG64I0DqS4a6TBsn_kw0OGwVHlCmYl4/s320/Snapshot_20100428_3.jpg" /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;">PROM DRESS. ♥ by betsey johnson.</span> </div>erinn ♥http://www.blogger.com/profile/14053234408069696295noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2025636860970230791.post-36758298113444727752010-05-01T09:38:00.000-07:002010-05-01T09:43:53.584-07:00<div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUpOvn_D8iYz8B14Spk8V0nuriUwOwCc67JYUb-dPRBM_2xkUbbk3fuX1oyHPSVWbbaYf5DfwIUcP8UNooOH3ywGvaKGwQLtksdgzXCkxq3hhD_TLUJddKRYdvG9D2YMzohpBkAToNRIQ/s1600/tumblr_kvhs1wrC5b1qatyd2o1_500.png"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466342835207599282" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUpOvn_D8iYz8B14Spk8V0nuriUwOwCc67JYUb-dPRBM_2xkUbbk3fuX1oyHPSVWbbaYf5DfwIUcP8UNooOH3ywGvaKGwQLtksdgzXCkxq3hhD_TLUJddKRYdvG9D2YMzohpBkAToNRIQ/s320/tumblr_kvhs1wrC5b1qatyd2o1_500.png" /></a><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:85%;"> </span><span style="font-size:78%;">do you want to have a slumber party in my basement? </span></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;">good morninng. HAPPY MAY. </span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;">where did april go??</span></div>erinn ♥http://www.blogger.com/profile/14053234408069696295noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2025636860970230791.post-82804571858058427602010-04-27T14:36:00.000-07:002010-04-27T15:01:44.009-07:00<div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiEUL0cnJ2L6TWFFl6xLVOZRmTHw1xMA1GXJvxLK4c_fQ5SipIijF6mjMxKZZQlrJBRPhNlPH1RriJddA9UyLN2AVg_4TmGwYISOnoW7Sx5lacgoYu-eOo1WhAYxD-UZydi_fAE7J8oH-k/s1600/z138360115.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 159px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 86px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464936249089344130" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiEUL0cnJ2L6TWFFl6xLVOZRmTHw1xMA1GXJvxLK4c_fQ5SipIijF6mjMxKZZQlrJBRPhNlPH1RriJddA9UyLN2AVg_4TmGwYISOnoW7Sx5lacgoYu-eOo1WhAYxD-UZydi_fAE7J8oH-k/s320/z138360115.jpg" /></a><span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;"> hello gorgeous. im home now. </span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;">i bought my prom dress. its betsey johnson.</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;">ill show you a picture. ihope your all having a gorgeous day.</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;">i know i am.</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:78%;">♥</span><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464940709069893858" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDt36cRX2DyYFWj2iNVpeJL0KTBQYRp0MWLusazXNg6z0AH6vxabMHtKXNMtQuqIGNUY2JOquD6vRN4ysIMWnpWmyRxYR8AluOuPoy6XwVrdhDscPcEnCrPV_3DbUZqmYZx45zQwb7KiM/s320/tumblr_kvjrghwYrl1qzj5t4o1_500.jpg" /></div>erinn ♥http://www.blogger.com/profile/14053234408069696295noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2025636860970230791.post-13721306811801210792010-04-10T18:09:00.000-07:002010-04-10T18:10:27.052-07:00<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhe2oQ644gvlOgE4Gkaa5CXT9BShFCWIcCSs5fGMyMRSjhIhuk8z7tooSsGRSVSLy3-c9eF_IAGKoO8hl8zv4QhF7a9PsrdJF4ehNr98UXtrfd_3f00cLc-9eJxtCJGH4TjoDit5TbJnBQ/s1600/tumblr_kvwszp8NM01qao58oo1_500.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 431px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 392px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458680960320368546" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhe2oQ644gvlOgE4Gkaa5CXT9BShFCWIcCSs5fGMyMRSjhIhuk8z7tooSsGRSVSLy3-c9eF_IAGKoO8hl8zv4QhF7a9PsrdJF4ehNr98UXtrfd_3f00cLc-9eJxtCJGH4TjoDit5TbJnBQ/s320/tumblr_kvwszp8NM01qao58oo1_500.jpg" /></a><span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"><strong> packing like a mad woman.</strong></span>erinn ♥http://www.blogger.com/profile/14053234408069696295noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2025636860970230791.post-85727712459079018982010-04-10T18:06:00.000-07:002010-04-10T18:08:03.437-07:00<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-1_Wa_d4fj2Eq_rZeTqoWX_g5C00iW29WChCMZS67ERMgm_jeonzb7pSTYWgAO3r5IVtFM92y8XIx3EgHw1gf7GHEaPZ-y3jmRFPdKzQVQnhBG6vYNR6HwYRHMgCrBf8DbKaJoLR6_rk/s1600/tumblr_l0gexdeec21qzmisko1_500.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 479px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 336px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458680343691045970" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-1_Wa_d4fj2Eq_rZeTqoWX_g5C00iW29WChCMZS67ERMgm_jeonzb7pSTYWgAO3r5IVtFM92y8XIx3EgHw1gf7GHEaPZ-y3jmRFPdKzQVQnhBG6vYNR6HwYRHMgCrBf8DbKaJoLR6_rk/s320/tumblr_l0gexdeec21qzmisko1_500.jpg" /></a><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"><strong> im so grumpy.</strong></span>erinn ♥http://www.blogger.com/profile/14053234408069696295noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2025636860970230791.post-10732120877190951532010-04-10T18:04:00.000-07:002010-04-10T18:06:29.289-07:00<div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXSynvAa23gUl_G8QSE2Sa3zkoKkxxmPj_TXkCUbBJK1Q1t93MM6qzyWo_dIOGwxaiK4RpWvEwpBcKC6zWu92g1Dwbms89q_hsFMSIAkX3_oUq7gNxhemVpugYDhcF74QbhOyOkizxqmc/s1600/mil1.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 439px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 353px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458679950842627570" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXSynvAa23gUl_G8QSE2Sa3zkoKkxxmPj_TXkCUbBJK1Q1t93MM6qzyWo_dIOGwxaiK4RpWvEwpBcKC6zWu92g1Dwbms89q_hsFMSIAkX3_oUq7gNxhemVpugYDhcF74QbhOyOkizxqmc/s320/mil1.jpg" /></a><span style="font-size:78%;"> cant wait to leave canada wednesday :)</span></div>erinn ♥http://www.blogger.com/profile/14053234408069696295noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2025636860970230791.post-30264322584298388832010-04-04T21:09:00.000-07:002010-04-04T21:10:30.217-07:00<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj26uvQzIanUouPmEw3cVpNqFBK4sY9qtHkQsO2lqj993WJ38WYQuSACPH1OhVKVkD8yK5Cm6N9wf26IOuaKXm9_fBc2CpY__l7YZiBj3C_gu0IJ7IaXl8aqFoE3cqOMvFfurpAB7C6sKM/s1600/tumblr_kz302reXQo1qa0n0oo1_500.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 562px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 362px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456500837340211986" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj26uvQzIanUouPmEw3cVpNqFBK4sY9qtHkQsO2lqj993WJ38WYQuSACPH1OhVKVkD8yK5Cm6N9wf26IOuaKXm9_fBc2CpY__l7YZiBj3C_gu0IJ7IaXl8aqFoE3cqOMvFfurpAB7C6sKM/s320/tumblr_kz302reXQo1qa0n0oo1_500.jpg" /></a> <span style="font-size:78%;">happy six months to my boyfriend. muah.</span>erinn ♥http://www.blogger.com/profile/14053234408069696295noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2025636860970230791.post-26828817651232444862010-03-30T18:52:00.000-07:002010-03-30T18:56:19.768-07:00<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMmMjoWH4jwOzSMm8W_oe44Nq8G0K43nR-qj1DA_mjbRByUOKSZRbmGeFkpptoi8H2JFDA2XEkrK0ze_JGg4igjNkQINAYRfCrQ1jpaaFYEK1vvjNbR7XFE00tAE2F-VCoOfWnM6sQ0d4/s1600/ftZGULlnhnbff0i7zgurdRc0o1_400.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 281px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 428px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454610796286547986" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMmMjoWH4jwOzSMm8W_oe44Nq8G0K43nR-qj1DA_mjbRByUOKSZRbmGeFkpptoi8H2JFDA2XEkrK0ze_JGg4igjNkQINAYRfCrQ1jpaaFYEK1vvjNbR7XFE00tAE2F-VCoOfWnM6sQ0d4/s320/ftZGULlnhnbff0i7zgurdRc0o1_400.jpg" /></a>erinn ♥http://www.blogger.com/profile/14053234408069696295noreply@blogger.com0