<?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-4412006172687471794</id><updated>2012-02-16T04:01:28.789-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friends, Family&amp;Crazy Times&lt;3</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://logantaylorsworld.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4412006172687471794/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://logantaylorsworld.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>LoganTaylor;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16569677571107392855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SrceUK3V1lU/SlvrUjPbYhI/AAAAAAAAAB0/ht7Q-xXT8us/S220/IPOA.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>28</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4412006172687471794.post-6862551614775434417</id><published>2009-10-20T17:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-20T17:33:19.897-07:00</updated><title type='text'>And they're like, "Why you so obsessed with me?"</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I've been thinking I should just delete my MySpace and Facebook. Just stick to Twitter, e-mail and blogging. I mean, I get so distracted from it. I can be on Facebook for hours when I'm supposed to be doing homework. Possibly why I'm not getting all A's in school? Or why I'm up till ten doing homework! UGH. Gimme your opinion, PLEASE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4412006172687471794-6862551614775434417?l=logantaylorsworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://logantaylorsworld.blogspot.com/feeds/6862551614775434417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://logantaylorsworld.blogspot.com/2009/10/and-theyre-like-why-you-so-obsessed.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4412006172687471794/posts/default/6862551614775434417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4412006172687471794/posts/default/6862551614775434417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://logantaylorsworld.blogspot.com/2009/10/and-theyre-like-why-you-so-obsessed.html' title='And they&apos;re like, &quot;Why you so obsessed with me?&quot;'/><author><name>LoganTaylor;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16569677571107392855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SrceUK3V1lU/SlvrUjPbYhI/AAAAAAAAAB0/ht7Q-xXT8us/S220/IPOA.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4412006172687471794.post-4530228602102190188</id><published>2009-10-19T18:45:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T18:47:50.377-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Obsessions.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;As y'all have probably noticed, I have many obsessions. Well, I have a new one. It's called Cafe World. Don't ask me why it's the best thing ever, it just is. I get new recipes to cook, get to make my cafe look AWESOME and get my facebook friends to work for ME. As in I can make them slave away by themselves, fire them, hire them, fire them then re-hire them, ANYTHING. I know, kind of mean. But it comes in handy with the Facebook friends I don't like (:&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, I'm new to it and my cafe doesn't look all THAT awesome. But it will very, very soon.&lt;br /&gt;I love the movie GREASE&lt;33.&lt;br /&gt;ADIOS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4412006172687471794-4530228602102190188?l=logantaylorsworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://logantaylorsworld.blogspot.com/feeds/4530228602102190188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://logantaylorsworld.blogspot.com/2009/10/obsessions.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4412006172687471794/posts/default/4530228602102190188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4412006172687471794/posts/default/4530228602102190188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://logantaylorsworld.blogspot.com/2009/10/obsessions.html' title='Obsessions.'/><author><name>LoganTaylor;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16569677571107392855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SrceUK3V1lU/SlvrUjPbYhI/AAAAAAAAAB0/ht7Q-xXT8us/S220/IPOA.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4412006172687471794.post-1235667233160786982</id><published>2009-09-29T20:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T20:32:04.725-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sean Foreman.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: webdings;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I love that man up there. I mean, I'd do anything, and I mean &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ANYTHING &lt;/span&gt;if I could go to his and Nathaniel's concert. They're a band called 3oh!3. &amp;amp; I'm obsessed. Their tickets are only $44 and I'm BANNED from it. Y'all have no idea how upset I am. UGH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4412006172687471794-1235667233160786982?l=logantaylorsworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://logantaylorsworld.blogspot.com/feeds/1235667233160786982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://logantaylorsworld.blogspot.com/2009/09/sean-foreman.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4412006172687471794/posts/default/1235667233160786982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4412006172687471794/posts/default/1235667233160786982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://logantaylorsworld.blogspot.com/2009/09/sean-foreman.html' title='Sean Foreman.'/><author><name>LoganTaylor;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16569677571107392855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SrceUK3V1lU/SlvrUjPbYhI/AAAAAAAAAB0/ht7Q-xXT8us/S220/IPOA.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4412006172687471794.post-5294138503502397747</id><published>2009-09-29T20:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T20:30:27.154-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This used to be a funhouse, but now it's full of evil clowns.</title><content type='html'>Oh yes, I can completely relate with what is above. Ever been in a funhouse then a bunch of evil clowns come filing in and take it over? NO, okay. So just in case people don't know, Pink is talking about a place being fun, memorable etc. Then it becomes the worst place ever. Just in case all of you are &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;really &lt;/span&gt;bad at metaphors.&lt;br /&gt;You know what I just realized? Blogging is weird. Seriously. You're just letting the world know what you're doing, hoping they'll reply to you. Well, it's good if you have friends following your blog. But if you have a blog by yourself, do yourself a favor and delete it. I mean, what's the chance that someone is gonna read it?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4412006172687471794-5294138503502397747?l=logantaylorsworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://logantaylorsworld.blogspot.com/feeds/5294138503502397747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://logantaylorsworld.blogspot.com/2009/09/this-used-to-be-funhouse-but-now-its.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4412006172687471794/posts/default/5294138503502397747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4412006172687471794/posts/default/5294138503502397747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://logantaylorsworld.blogspot.com/2009/09/this-used-to-be-funhouse-but-now-its.html' title='This used to be a funhouse, but now it&apos;s full of evil clowns.'/><author><name>LoganTaylor;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16569677571107392855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SrceUK3V1lU/SlvrUjPbYhI/AAAAAAAAAB0/ht7Q-xXT8us/S220/IPOA.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4412006172687471794.post-7416541548726922872</id><published>2009-09-29T20:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T20:26:16.160-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's official,</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Camille has not posted on here for a month. Seriously. I log on today and it says "last updated 1 month ago" a couple days ago, it was only five weeks. Which is retarded because there's only 4 weeks in a month.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;By the way, in my other post I did a retarded thing. I said "...if you gotta body like a coke model" WTH is a coke model?! Hahah, I meant BOTTLE. I don't know what was processing through my mind though. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4412006172687471794-7416541548726922872?l=logantaylorsworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://logantaylorsworld.blogspot.com/feeds/7416541548726922872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://logantaylorsworld.blogspot.com/2009/09/its-official.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4412006172687471794/posts/default/7416541548726922872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4412006172687471794/posts/default/7416541548726922872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://logantaylorsworld.blogspot.com/2009/09/its-official.html' title='It&apos;s official,'/><author><name>LoganTaylor;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16569677571107392855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SrceUK3V1lU/SlvrUjPbYhI/AAAAAAAAAB0/ht7Q-xXT8us/S220/IPOA.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4412006172687471794.post-8074280427111473515</id><published>2009-09-27T17:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-27T17:32:29.503-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Go to my page and follow, if you've got a body like a coke model</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Man, LOL Smiley Face is getting stuck in my head a lot. That line up there in my title is also a part of the song. No, I'm not a pervert like Soulja Boy &amp;amp; everyone else that sings that song.&lt;br /&gt;Damn it. I totally forgot what I was gonna say. REMEMBERED IT! Hey, you know what? I have short term memory loss. Meaning I forget things for a short period of time, then remember them! YAY! Anyways, wait I forgot...REMEMBERED! Okay, so I haven't told you about my bus rides. Weirdest one yet. Here I go...&lt;br /&gt;I get on the bus with a junior from my school and she has her phone in her hand because her mom is supposed to call (it was her first bus ride EVER). Then this lady was like "What school you guys go to?" and I'm like "Sacred Hearts" and she's like "AHAHA, I knew it!" and we're like "alright..." and sat down (NOT next to each other though. Just close). Then this lady who has a cat that bites the wrinkly fat on her neck sat next to me, busted out her cat and let him/her just bite on her fat. Then this guy got onto the bus, kicked a mid forties girl out of her seat (he looked the same age as her, making him a very rude JERK) and then busted out a flask (like a shot of alcohol) and drank it. Then the lady who asked if we go to SHA was like "THERE'S A MAN DRINKING ALCOHOL ON THE BUS!" and the he's like "it's just water, I biked from the other side of the island. Am I not allowed to have a sip of water?" and then the bus driver and lady just dropped it. But by the way, it was totally NOT water. So then the alcohol guy asked what school we go to and I'm like "Sacred Hearts" and he's like "God's my homie" and I'm like "Oh, haha..." and just looked the other way. Then the Junior sitting in front of me finally realized this lady had a cat biting her neck and was like "Aw! What a cute kitty! What's it's name?"&lt;br /&gt;-"Doesn't got one"&lt;br /&gt;-"Oh..."&lt;br /&gt;Then the lady who asked us what school we go to was like "THERE'S A CAT ON THIS BUS?! DRIVER, THERE'S A CAT ON THIS BUS! I'M GONNA DIE! I AM ALLERGIC TO CATS! I'M GONNA DIE!" Then all of a sudden starts coughing up a storm. Which is funny because she wasn't before she realized there was a cat aboard. Then she got off the bus in the middle of Kalihi yelling at us because she'd have a heart attack.&lt;br /&gt;Then the Junior just said "So is it a boy or a girl?" to the lady next to me after all that ended. Nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4412006172687471794-8074280427111473515?l=logantaylorsworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://logantaylorsworld.blogspot.com/feeds/8074280427111473515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://logantaylorsworld.blogspot.com/2009/09/go-to-my-page-and-follow-if-youve-got.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4412006172687471794/posts/default/8074280427111473515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4412006172687471794/posts/default/8074280427111473515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://logantaylorsworld.blogspot.com/2009/09/go-to-my-page-and-follow-if-youve-got.html' title='Go to my page and follow, if you&apos;ve got a body like a coke model'/><author><name>LoganTaylor;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16569677571107392855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SrceUK3V1lU/SlvrUjPbYhI/AAAAAAAAAB0/ht7Q-xXT8us/S220/IPOA.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4412006172687471794.post-791060066025564421</id><published>2009-09-27T17:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-27T17:16:48.504-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I LOVEEE Fisher Price!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Just BTW, that line is from "LOL Smiley Face" which is a song in case you're a bum who doesn't listen to any music. I mean it HAS to be one of the most perverted songs I've listened to in my life. &amp;amp; I've heard some pretty perverted songs. &amp;amp; I'm NOT about to open my horizons to even MORE perverted songs. So songs that win the "HEY! I'm perverted!" contest is:&lt;br /&gt;1) Baby by LL Cool J FT. The Dream&lt;br /&gt;2)LOL Smiley Face by Soulja Boy FT some perverted dude.&lt;br /&gt;3) Every girl by Lil Wayne FT Young Money. "I wanna FISH every girl in the world".&lt;br /&gt;I hope y'all are smart enough to realize I totally replaced the word where FISH is.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I just wanted to say that so I don't get sued for plagiarizing the song by saying I love fisher price. BTW, I've only been to Fisher Price once. &amp;amp; all I bought was a giraffe folder. Dude, this guy must REALLY love Fisher Price if he's gonna start off a song by saying that. Maybe Fisher Price gave him money (young money is HOT. Young Money is Jimmy from Degrassi, BTW) for the song. Idk. Anyways, I'm straying off topic here! Wait, is there even a topic for this? Not really. So I'm gonna end this topic-less post right here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4412006172687471794-791060066025564421?l=logantaylorsworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://logantaylorsworld.blogspot.com/feeds/791060066025564421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://logantaylorsworld.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-loveee-fisher-price.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4412006172687471794/posts/default/791060066025564421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4412006172687471794/posts/default/791060066025564421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://logantaylorsworld.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-loveee-fisher-price.html' title='I LOVEEE Fisher Price!'/><author><name>LoganTaylor;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16569677571107392855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SrceUK3V1lU/SlvrUjPbYhI/AAAAAAAAAB0/ht7Q-xXT8us/S220/IPOA.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4412006172687471794.post-3208408156166906490</id><published>2009-09-27T16:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-27T16:54:51.793-07:00</updated><title type='text'>WATCH IT! I DARE YOU!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Please go on youtube and look up: misslogantaylor.&lt;br /&gt;Watch all her videos because she's the bomb. &amp;amp; my super close friend. BAHA(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4412006172687471794-3208408156166906490?l=logantaylorsworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://logantaylorsworld.blogspot.com/feeds/3208408156166906490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://logantaylorsworld.blogspot.com/2009/09/watch-it-i-dare-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4412006172687471794/posts/default/3208408156166906490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4412006172687471794/posts/default/3208408156166906490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://logantaylorsworld.blogspot.com/2009/09/watch-it-i-dare-you.html' title='WATCH IT! I DARE YOU!'/><author><name>LoganTaylor;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16569677571107392855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SrceUK3V1lU/SlvrUjPbYhI/AAAAAAAAAB0/ht7Q-xXT8us/S220/IPOA.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4412006172687471794.post-8110837385024244033</id><published>2009-09-27T16:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-27T16:53:43.858-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lacking,</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;You know, I made a blog with Camille so we'd know what we do while we go to different schools.&lt;br /&gt;Camille hasn't updated her blog in 5 weeks. That's since SUMMER!&lt;br /&gt;Camille Larkins, you're a bum blog buddy. Hey! That's all B's!&lt;br /&gt;Definition on Camille Larkins: BBB. I gotta find a better blog buddy. AH! STOP WITH ALL THE B'S!&lt;br /&gt;So I have to find a BBB to replace the BBB...?&lt;br /&gt;Am I the only one understanding what I'm saying?&lt;br /&gt;I want a GBB! Great Blog Buddy!&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to call up Kiana right now and tell her to make a blog. &amp;amp; hopefully she'll update it more often than 5 weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4412006172687471794-8110837385024244033?l=logantaylorsworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://logantaylorsworld.blogspot.com/feeds/8110837385024244033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://logantaylorsworld.blogspot.com/2009/09/lacking.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4412006172687471794/posts/default/8110837385024244033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4412006172687471794/posts/default/8110837385024244033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://logantaylorsworld.blogspot.com/2009/09/lacking.html' title='Lacking,'/><author><name>LoganTaylor;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16569677571107392855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SrceUK3V1lU/SlvrUjPbYhI/AAAAAAAAAB0/ht7Q-xXT8us/S220/IPOA.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4412006172687471794.post-3181367231722632378</id><published>2009-09-06T00:40:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-06T00:46:44.677-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This may not last, but this is now.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;No, no, I do not hook up! Lmao, I'm listening to that song. It's pimp, yo.&lt;br /&gt;I realized I haven't posted in such a long time so I thought I'd just update y'all.&lt;br /&gt;Cobra Starship: new favorite band, foshoo.&lt;br /&gt;I'm now listening to Good Girls Go Bad by them. CS, you can turn me baaaad. LMFAO. NOT, none of them are cute. Well, the singer is with glasses. He better keep those glasses on 24/7 if he want's to be top 300 hot famous guys x]&lt;br /&gt;AND HE GOT A WAY WITH THE GIRLS IN THE BACK!&lt;br /&gt;yup, PIMP song. Like Camille said though: it's a good song gone bad.&lt;br /&gt;Well I go to SHA now, and like it, for the most part. It's funny and depressing how I'm still sucked into the drama at IPA even though I don't go there. BUM!&lt;br /&gt;You were a problem child, been grounded your whole life so now you're running wild!&lt;br /&gt;Sean Foreman, you still looking hella fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4412006172687471794-3181367231722632378?l=logantaylorsworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://logantaylorsworld.blogspot.com/feeds/3181367231722632378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://logantaylorsworld.blogspot.com/2009/09/this-may-not-last-but-this-is-now.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4412006172687471794/posts/default/3181367231722632378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4412006172687471794/posts/default/3181367231722632378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://logantaylorsworld.blogspot.com/2009/09/this-may-not-last-but-this-is-now.html' title='This may not last, but this is now.'/><author><name>LoganTaylor;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16569677571107392855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SrceUK3V1lU/SlvrUjPbYhI/AAAAAAAAAB0/ht7Q-xXT8us/S220/IPOA.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4412006172687471794.post-3260207145179472709</id><published>2009-08-30T01:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T02:02:36.553-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Omegle, Talk to strangers!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Lmfao, I go on this place called Omegle now because it's hilarious to play with the people there and annoy them! It's like a chatroom.&lt;br /&gt;LMFAO, I'm playing with someone right now as we speak.&lt;br /&gt;AH! He asked me to webcam with him! I just told him a rabbit bit off my foot so I have to go to the hospital but because I'm in love with him, I'll just deal with the pain. His response? "Where u frm?" Odd people that don't care about diseased rabbit people!&lt;br /&gt;Well I just wanted to let you know that it's fun as long as you don't give out any personal information so they don't stalk you and kill you.&lt;br /&gt;But do you know what I don't understand? Why don't these psychos just go to someone in the area? What makes it so special if you know their name and where they live? If you're a creep, and you have a neighbor, you'd probably know their name. So why not go after them?! Or follow someone home after you ask them their name. It's all the same, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4412006172687471794-3260207145179472709?l=logantaylorsworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://logantaylorsworld.blogspot.com/feeds/3260207145179472709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://logantaylorsworld.blogspot.com/2009/08/omegle-talk-to-strangers.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4412006172687471794/posts/default/3260207145179472709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4412006172687471794/posts/default/3260207145179472709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://logantaylorsworld.blogspot.com/2009/08/omegle-talk-to-strangers.html' title='Omegle, Talk to strangers!'/><author><name>LoganTaylor;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16569677571107392855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SrceUK3V1lU/SlvrUjPbYhI/AAAAAAAAAB0/ht7Q-xXT8us/S220/IPOA.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4412006172687471794.post-6565698245318465343</id><published>2009-08-21T15:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T15:56:17.122-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Why don't you say my name?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Lol, sorry. I'm just listening to Destiny's Child "Say My Name".&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;love &lt;/span&gt;music, you know. I think the bombest gift ever would be a iTunes card(: There's so many songs I wanna buy but I'm too poor to buy like, 2,000 songs! Well, actually the perfect gift would be clothes certificate to Forever 21, Charolette Russe, Wet Seal, etc. And a iTunes card! :D&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, when I'm depressed I notice I lock myself up in my room and blast the radio and purposely rebel against my parents. Idiotic, I know. But it's how I cure my depressions!&lt;br /&gt;I don't know if I told anyone (well, yes I told people, but did I tell anyone on my BLOG?) I GOT A NEW LAPTOP! Actually, my &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;first &lt;/span&gt;laptop(: And I'm totally happy with it.&lt;br /&gt;I think this is the most random &amp;amp;boring post yet. Idk, you tell me! Well, I don't think this is the most random AT ALL. Lmfao, I'm positive I've had more random posts.&lt;br /&gt;Oh!! YAYY, I'll tell you about the homeless man that put mutant bugs on my leg that I recently found out were TICKS! D: So some hobo just picked ticks off his bag and put 'em on my leg. Nice. Luckily I moved away, so I'm tick-free! I would've sued him for all he's got (which is not very much. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Maybe &lt;/span&gt;a radio. MAYBE. But what would I do with a radio when I have a computer and a stereo?) Did you know that ticks are vampire fleas?! AHH! Yes, they suck your blood and their habitat is in your hair. EW, if I ever have a child and they have ticks, I just might run away from home. MY HOME.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, just a catch up! Byeee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4412006172687471794-6565698245318465343?l=logantaylorsworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://logantaylorsworld.blogspot.com/feeds/6565698245318465343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://logantaylorsworld.blogspot.com/2009/08/why-dont-you-say-my-name.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4412006172687471794/posts/default/6565698245318465343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4412006172687471794/posts/default/6565698245318465343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://logantaylorsworld.blogspot.com/2009/08/why-dont-you-say-my-name.html' title='Why don&apos;t you say my name?'/><author><name>LoganTaylor;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16569677571107392855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SrceUK3V1lU/SlvrUjPbYhI/AAAAAAAAAB0/ht7Q-xXT8us/S220/IPOA.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4412006172687471794.post-6032816149796462175</id><published>2009-08-19T22:13:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T22:16:37.096-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Twitter!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;You know, I've had a lot of obsessions before.&lt;br /&gt;Sean Foreman, Chad Michael Murray, Bejeweled, Sorority Life ETC. But I am currently obsessed with Twitter. I must've posted about 100 posts today. Okay, maybe only 50. But that's still a lot. If I were following me on twitter, I'd be very annoyed with myself. But I'm not! I'm happy as a chipmunk(:&lt;br /&gt;Hating on SHA, by the way.&lt;br /&gt;Woohoo, I love Wednesdays. We get out of school early! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4412006172687471794-6032816149796462175?l=logantaylorsworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://logantaylorsworld.blogspot.com/feeds/6032816149796462175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://logantaylorsworld.blogspot.com/2009/08/twitter.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4412006172687471794/posts/default/6032816149796462175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4412006172687471794/posts/default/6032816149796462175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://logantaylorsworld.blogspot.com/2009/08/twitter.html' title='Twitter!'/><author><name>LoganTaylor;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16569677571107392855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SrceUK3V1lU/SlvrUjPbYhI/AAAAAAAAAB0/ht7Q-xXT8us/S220/IPOA.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4412006172687471794.post-6605534321818177462</id><published>2009-08-17T20:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T20:27:07.382-07:00</updated><title type='text'>FML,</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Can you believe it? I haven't updated my blog since July 31st. Which seems like EVER. That's like, seventeen days; OVER TWO WEEKS!&lt;br /&gt;So, here I am typing about my first day of school. At SHA. Without my friends. Just me against the world now I guess.&lt;br /&gt;It was quite depressing, really. I forgot my tie (yes, we're required to wear a tie unless we want a demerit) and I had to ask the PRINCIPAL to lend me one. On the first flipping day of school.&lt;br /&gt;Then I totally lost the only person I was KINDA friends with so I had no one to eat with at break time; SHA is a huge school, so it's not like I can just go up to people and be like "Hey," because everyone already has friends. GREAT.&lt;br /&gt;And just about an hour ago I realized that I missed my afterschool classroom cleanup. AWESOME. So now, I get a demerit. No matter how hard I try and dodge a demerit on the first day of school, I end up getting one. This is gonna be a flippin' awesome year, ain't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4412006172687471794-6605534321818177462?l=logantaylorsworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://logantaylorsworld.blogspot.com/feeds/6605534321818177462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://logantaylorsworld.blogspot.com/2009/08/fml.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4412006172687471794/posts/default/6605534321818177462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4412006172687471794/posts/default/6605534321818177462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://logantaylorsworld.blogspot.com/2009/08/fml.html' title='FML,'/><author><name>LoganTaylor;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16569677571107392855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SrceUK3V1lU/SlvrUjPbYhI/AAAAAAAAAB0/ht7Q-xXT8us/S220/IPOA.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4412006172687471794.post-4572022878681927059</id><published>2009-07-31T19:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T19:38:08.445-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SORORITYLIFE!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Is my new obsession. It's on Myspace and Facebook, and on my mind 24/7! I LOVE it. To no extent, I'm serious. When I'm playing it, I'm drooling over it. When I'm not playing it, I'm twitching of being deprived of Sorority Life. Thank you, Camille for doing this to me. I guess it's payback for getting you obsessed with Bejeweled.&lt;br /&gt;Argh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4412006172687471794-4572022878681927059?l=logantaylorsworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://logantaylorsworld.blogspot.com/feeds/4572022878681927059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://logantaylorsworld.blogspot.com/2009/07/sororitylife.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4412006172687471794/posts/default/4572022878681927059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4412006172687471794/posts/default/4572022878681927059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://logantaylorsworld.blogspot.com/2009/07/sororitylife.html' title='SORORITYLIFE!'/><author><name>LoganTaylor;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16569677571107392855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SrceUK3V1lU/SlvrUjPbYhI/AAAAAAAAAB0/ht7Q-xXT8us/S220/IPOA.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4412006172687471794.post-8183334706426469803</id><published>2009-07-26T14:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T14:40:05.354-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Shush Girl! Shut Your lips! This Is Directed At Camille.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Rumor has it that CAMILLE beat ME at Bejeweled. Ha! Then again, it's just a rumor! ;D haha. Naw, I'm not THAT competitive. That was a lie. I'm &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;totally &lt;/span&gt;competitive, it's insanity.&lt;br /&gt;So at the moment (actually, not at the moment because I'm banned from Facebook) I'm owning Camille! Well, was anyways. I think my score got deleted because it's a new week. But like a week I was the bomb diggity at Bejeweled! So if I have no score and that's how Camille beat me, that's sad! x] lmfao, Camille. I'm kidding! I'm just competitive.&lt;br /&gt;"Do you think I'm competitive? I think I'm competitive. Not that I consider you competition. You ain't got nothing on me!"&lt;br /&gt;LMFAO. Good times (: I wish I had my phone and was UN-banned from FB so I can tease Camille again! (; lmao. Okay, I'm ending my slightly competitive post right here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4412006172687471794-8183334706426469803?l=logantaylorsworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://logantaylorsworld.blogspot.com/feeds/8183334706426469803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://logantaylorsworld.blogspot.com/2009/07/shush-girl-shut-your-lips-this-is.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4412006172687471794/posts/default/8183334706426469803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4412006172687471794/posts/default/8183334706426469803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://logantaylorsworld.blogspot.com/2009/07/shush-girl-shut-your-lips-this-is.html' title='Shush Girl! Shut Your lips! This Is Directed At Camille.'/><author><name>LoganTaylor;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16569677571107392855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SrceUK3V1lU/SlvrUjPbYhI/AAAAAAAAAB0/ht7Q-xXT8us/S220/IPOA.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4412006172687471794.post-6596575681323952744</id><published>2009-07-23T17:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T17:55:53.157-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My New Obsession!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;One Tree Hill is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;officially &lt;/span&gt;my new obsession. I must've been on the computer for two hours just watching OTH (One Tree Hill)! I mean it even has Chad Michael Murray in it! Nothing can go wrong with Chad Michael Murray. Am I right? I think I'm right. Okay, so it's another drama show, but it's the BEST ONE. It's &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;funny &lt;/span&gt;unlike all the other teen soap operas. (Spelling?).&lt;br /&gt;So anyways, I'd just thought I'd let you know that I love One Tree Hill &amp;amp; if it's a nominee for an Emmy or something, I'm so voting, and I recommend you do too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4412006172687471794-6596575681323952744?l=logantaylorsworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://logantaylorsworld.blogspot.com/feeds/6596575681323952744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://logantaylorsworld.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-new-obsession.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4412006172687471794/posts/default/6596575681323952744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4412006172687471794/posts/default/6596575681323952744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://logantaylorsworld.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-new-obsession.html' title='My New Obsession!'/><author><name>LoganTaylor;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16569677571107392855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SrceUK3V1lU/SlvrUjPbYhI/AAAAAAAAAB0/ht7Q-xXT8us/S220/IPOA.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4412006172687471794.post-2760013910393683496</id><published>2009-07-21T11:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T11:27:38.673-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Awww!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I'm about four days late, but I just realized I no longer have summer school! But that means that I don't catch the bus again until AUGUST! What am I going to do without those freaks bugging the heck out of me?! And what am I going to post about?! No one is gonna claw at me with one eye closed anymore! (If I see someone doing that and we're not on a bus, I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;will &lt;/span&gt;run away). But I'm so bummed. I mean who doesn't love public transportation and sometimes the seats are wet, or theres people making out behind you, or the one person who stares at you the entire bus ride, making you feel extremely uncomfortable. Yes, I'll miss those times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4412006172687471794-2760013910393683496?l=logantaylorsworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://logantaylorsworld.blogspot.com/feeds/2760013910393683496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://logantaylorsworld.blogspot.com/2009/07/awww.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4412006172687471794/posts/default/2760013910393683496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4412006172687471794/posts/default/2760013910393683496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://logantaylorsworld.blogspot.com/2009/07/awww.html' title='Awww!'/><author><name>LoganTaylor;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16569677571107392855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SrceUK3V1lU/SlvrUjPbYhI/AAAAAAAAAB0/ht7Q-xXT8us/S220/IPOA.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4412006172687471794.post-889253658636880572</id><published>2009-07-20T21:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T21:50:39.689-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Telepathic-ness, James Bond, Dead Faces, Four Candy Canes For Glen Coco, Dropping Your Sister's Toothbrush In the Trash Can, and Standing Dogs.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Okay, my previous post wasn't meant to be so glum. I was actually planning on deleting it because it was so bum and Camille ended up not even being mad at me, but she forced me to post it.&lt;br /&gt;So HERE, I am going to write about the crazy conversations we have!&lt;br /&gt;You can look above for most of it! I haven't deleted my inbox for like, a WEEK! And being the CRAZYY texter I am, it's overflowing. So here I am, writing about all the crazy convos we have.&lt;br /&gt;-Well, Camille and I were talking about how we'd react if we saw a dog standing on their hind legs. Camille's reaction? Kicking it. My reaction? Fainting. Yes, we're such weird people. But I think Camille is weirder!&lt;br /&gt;-Another convo: Camille was debating whether or not she should keep her sister's toothbrush in the trash can because she dropped it in there, or give it to her to use. I said to give it to her, but Camille decided to be nice. Awww.&lt;br /&gt;-LMFAO, Camille has been going on a Glen Coco RAMPAGE! She joined the "Four for you Glen Coco! You go Glen Coco!" group. And I'm like wth? So she explained to me the part of the movie Mean Girls says that. I still think it's a very insignificant part of the movie, but Camille is obsessed with it.&lt;br /&gt;-Also, Camille told her mom that the "XP" face is a dead face. Maybe it is, but NOT in my book. So we were debating what IS a dead face for like twenty minutes. Lmao.&lt;br /&gt;-Oh, James Bond is our little secret(; but I guess you can just call me Taylor. Logan, Taylor ;D&lt;br /&gt;-And the first one (I realize I'm going backwards here!) is because we both texted each other at the exact same moment. CREEEEPYYY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4412006172687471794-889253658636880572?l=logantaylorsworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://logantaylorsworld.blogspot.com/feeds/889253658636880572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://logantaylorsworld.blogspot.com/2009/07/telepathic-ness-james-bond-dead-faces.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4412006172687471794/posts/default/889253658636880572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4412006172687471794/posts/default/889253658636880572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://logantaylorsworld.blogspot.com/2009/07/telepathic-ness-james-bond-dead-faces.html' title='Telepathic-ness, James Bond, Dead Faces, Four Candy Canes For Glen Coco, Dropping Your Sister&apos;s Toothbrush In the Trash Can, and Standing Dogs.'/><author><name>LoganTaylor;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16569677571107392855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SrceUK3V1lU/SlvrUjPbYhI/AAAAAAAAAB0/ht7Q-xXT8us/S220/IPOA.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4412006172687471794.post-2280344193006054388</id><published>2009-07-20T21:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T21:09:06.497-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh LORD.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;On my last post, I said something very mean that I didn't MEAN meanly. I said "I said 'go ugly people!' and I thought of Camille and Mean Girls" well, you see, I meant that souneded like "You go Glen Coco!" Which reminds me of Camille because she's been having a Glen Coco rampage! And Glen Coco is from Mean Girls! Argh, so please don't think poorly of me and that I was dissing my BEST FRIEND. Because I wasn't. Okay, just a FYI (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4412006172687471794-2280344193006054388?l=logantaylorsworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://logantaylorsworld.blogspot.com/feeds/2280344193006054388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://logantaylorsworld.blogspot.com/2009/07/oh-lord.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4412006172687471794/posts/default/2280344193006054388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4412006172687471794/posts/default/2280344193006054388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://logantaylorsworld.blogspot.com/2009/07/oh-lord.html' title='Oh LORD.'/><author><name>LoganTaylor;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16569677571107392855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SrceUK3V1lU/SlvrUjPbYhI/AAAAAAAAAB0/ht7Q-xXT8us/S220/IPOA.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4412006172687471794.post-3864894903169687057</id><published>2009-07-19T18:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T18:08:43.762-07:00</updated><title type='text'>GLEN COCO!</title><content type='html'>Sorry, while I was writing my other post, I ended it saying "WOO-HOO! Go ugly people!" Which totally reminded me of Camille &amp;amp; Mean Girls. She has a new thing for "Four for you Glen Coco, you go Glen Coco!" &amp;amp; I just don't think I'll ever be able to forget that. Lmao. We're such weirdos that quote lame lines! VERY insignificant to the movie. But I LOVE Mean Girls! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4412006172687471794-3864894903169687057?l=logantaylorsworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://logantaylorsworld.blogspot.com/feeds/3864894903169687057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://logantaylorsworld.blogspot.com/2009/07/glen-coco.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4412006172687471794/posts/default/3864894903169687057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4412006172687471794/posts/default/3864894903169687057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://logantaylorsworld.blogspot.com/2009/07/glen-coco.html' title='GLEN COCO!'/><author><name>LoganTaylor;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16569677571107392855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SrceUK3V1lU/SlvrUjPbYhI/AAAAAAAAAB0/ht7Q-xXT8us/S220/IPOA.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4412006172687471794.post-2119659193165059277</id><published>2009-07-19T18:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T18:06:58.930-07:00</updated><title type='text'>You can't ride a horse to save your life!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I have absolutely no idea why I said that. I'm watching some weird movie with the guy from Mr. Magorium's Magical Emporium or whatever. Some lady just randomly said "You're obnoxious, and you can't ride a horse to save your life! Don't look at your shoes, look at me! Are your shoes talking to you? I don't think so!" LMAO. Oh no! The lady is talking again! I swear, she kind of has a stipper/hobo voice. LMFAO.&lt;br /&gt;Not really, actually a very normal voice but I don't like her! She's FREAKISH!&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, in a couple of hours I'll be off to Jalen's house to just hang out &amp;amp; then off to Harry Potter with the mexican and three other girls that I really don't care about! :D Nah, just kidding. I like Anna and Liz, but I don't even know Michaela if that's how you spell it.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I'm off to go read Uglies...once again. WOO-HOO! Go ugly people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4412006172687471794-2119659193165059277?l=logantaylorsworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://logantaylorsworld.blogspot.com/feeds/2119659193165059277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://logantaylorsworld.blogspot.com/2009/07/you-cant-ride-horse-to-save-your-life.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4412006172687471794/posts/default/2119659193165059277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4412006172687471794/posts/default/2119659193165059277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://logantaylorsworld.blogspot.com/2009/07/you-cant-ride-horse-to-save-your-life.html' title='You can&apos;t ride a horse to save your life!'/><author><name>LoganTaylor;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16569677571107392855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SrceUK3V1lU/SlvrUjPbYhI/AAAAAAAAAB0/ht7Q-xXT8us/S220/IPOA.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4412006172687471794.post-4239082654310169217</id><published>2009-07-18T22:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-18T22:34:58.954-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bejeweled!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Gahh! It's my new OBSESSION. I've been playing it for like two hours and I didn't even know it! Lord, I've gotta get a life. But it's hard to when the book you're reading is making you fall asleep! Not really, but I have a very SHORT attention span so it doesn't always make me jump around, yano?&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and it's also hard to get a life when a MEXICAN I know keeps changing the times and DAYS that we're going to see Harry Potter #6. It went from Friday, to today, to TOMORROW! Ugh. If he changes it again, I just might kill him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4412006172687471794-4239082654310169217?l=logantaylorsworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://logantaylorsworld.blogspot.com/feeds/4239082654310169217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://logantaylorsworld.blogspot.com/2009/07/bejeweled.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4412006172687471794/posts/default/4239082654310169217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4412006172687471794/posts/default/4239082654310169217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://logantaylorsworld.blogspot.com/2009/07/bejeweled.html' title='Bejeweled!'/><author><name>LoganTaylor;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16569677571107392855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SrceUK3V1lU/SlvrUjPbYhI/AAAAAAAAAB0/ht7Q-xXT8us/S220/IPOA.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4412006172687471794.post-596489190630372927</id><published>2009-07-18T17:57:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-18T18:05:09.665-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh my!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Oh my &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;gosh. &lt;/span&gt;I'd say the "G" word but a couple minutes ago I got a text from Jalen saying "don't use the lord's name in vain!" so, here I am, not using the lord's name in vain. Oh, I was wondering something retarded (as usual). In books, people say ohmigosh. What's with the "mi"? &amp;amp; is it even a word? Why not take the time and do it word by word? It's like me putting this sentence all together. Which would look something like this:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; It'slikemeputtingthissentencealltogether&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Now can you understand that? I think &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;not. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Anyways, TODAY IS MY FIRST DAY OF SUMMER! Real summer, anyways. I got off summer school yesterday! Is it normal for summer school to be FIVE weeks long? I thought it's only three! Ugh. ONE month, not a month and a half!&lt;br /&gt;Well today has been going great. I woke up at ELEVEN! Which is the latest I've slept for the past two weeks! &amp;amp; that's kind of sad. You know what else is sad? When you're best friend in Kentucky (doesn't live there...yet) is asleep when you're still awake in the morning. And Kentucky is six hours ahead! I've had to wake up at four thirty every morning! Oh hot damn! &amp;amp; Camille would still be asleep. Made me feel just &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;great. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I've done today is read "Uglies" and do NOTHING! Woo-hoo! Now &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;that's &lt;/span&gt;summer(:&lt;br /&gt;By the way, Uglies is the 430 page summer reading I got assigned! Yay! Not to mention another book called Jumping the Nail. Which ends in the main character killing herself because her boyfriend cheated on her for the pool girl or something like that. Does that seem like appropiate summer reading?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4412006172687471794-596489190630372927?l=logantaylorsworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://logantaylorsworld.blogspot.com/feeds/596489190630372927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://logantaylorsworld.blogspot.com/2009/07/oh-my.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4412006172687471794/posts/default/596489190630372927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4412006172687471794/posts/default/596489190630372927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://logantaylorsworld.blogspot.com/2009/07/oh-my.html' title='Oh my!'/><author><name>LoganTaylor;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16569677571107392855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SrceUK3V1lU/SlvrUjPbYhI/AAAAAAAAAB0/ht7Q-xXT8us/S220/IPOA.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4412006172687471794.post-7814147019708510665</id><published>2009-07-16T13:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T13:37:00.285-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Redo...AGAIN.</title><content type='html'>Okay, this is the third time I'm re-writing this post. I didn't like my first post, so I deleted it. Bad idea because Camille didn't like my newer version of that blog so I'm RE-REDOing it. Fun. &lt;br /&gt;So I'm DONE with my first post, okay? You know everything you need to know! My name is Logan Taylor. Yes, two names in one. Like Reeses, peanut butter AND chocolate in one SHABANG(; &amp; I love family and friends(: &lt;br /&gt;Especially CASEY&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;So comment away so I don't feel like a wacko talking to myself on the internet!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4412006172687471794-7814147019708510665?l=logantaylorsworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://logantaylorsworld.blogspot.com/feeds/7814147019708510665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://logantaylorsworld.blogspot.com/2009/07/redoagain.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4412006172687471794/posts/default/7814147019708510665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4412006172687471794/posts/default/7814147019708510665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://logantaylorsworld.blogspot.com/2009/07/redoagain.html' title='Redo...AGAIN.'/><author><name>LoganTaylor;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16569677571107392855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SrceUK3V1lU/SlvrUjPbYhI/AAAAAAAAAB0/ht7Q-xXT8us/S220/IPOA.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4412006172687471794.post-1611775676359193624</id><published>2009-07-13T22:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T22:31:15.312-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Default ;D</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.jansworld.net/thebillys/images/billy-idol.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 395px; height: 505px;" src="http://www.jansworld.net/thebillys/images/billy-idol.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope all of you like my Billy Idol look in my default picture :D&lt;br /&gt;Haha. And those of you who don't know the man, just look above! Uh oh. I think I just deleted it. Gosh. Okay, lemme do this again...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;there we go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4412006172687471794-1611775676359193624?l=logantaylorsworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://logantaylorsworld.blogspot.com/feeds/1611775676359193624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://logantaylorsworld.blogspot.com/2009/07/default.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4412006172687471794/posts/default/1611775676359193624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4412006172687471794/posts/default/1611775676359193624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://logantaylorsworld.blogspot.com/2009/07/default.html' title='Default ;D'/><author><name>LoganTaylor;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16569677571107392855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SrceUK3V1lU/SlvrUjPbYhI/AAAAAAAAAB0/ht7Q-xXT8us/S220/IPOA.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4412006172687471794.post-2907641564971654190</id><published>2009-07-13T22:25:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T22:25:24.158-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rampage!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;No one reads my blog except Camille, so why not go on a blogging rampage? I'm making an oath that for the rest of this week (Monday, July 13 2009-Sunday 19 2009) I will blog about the most random things in my life! Hey, why don't I make an oath to do that all the time?! Okay, here's my oath.&lt;br /&gt;I, Logan Taylor, promise to write about hobos on buses, people harassing me on buses, the weird people in Kapolei, and how bus life opened me up the weirdest world ever! Oh, and any other random thing that happens in my life.&lt;br /&gt;In the blogs name I write,&lt;br /&gt;Amen.&lt;br /&gt;Haha. You &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;will&lt;/span&gt; see that oath in the bible someday.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I didn't catch the bus today. So nothing RANDOM I can tell. So I'll tell you about what I've seen so far.&lt;br /&gt;-A lady eating a tree&lt;br /&gt;-A fat little boy peeing on the bushes, then his HOT older brother comes along&lt;br /&gt;-An old lady that painted her eyebrows purple&lt;br /&gt;-A 48 year old man that called me his mother and other things that are not exactly appropriate over the web&lt;br /&gt;-A grown man riding a little girl bike&lt;br /&gt;-And of course, someone that claws at me with one eye closed.&lt;br /&gt;FUN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4412006172687471794-2907641564971654190?l=logantaylorsworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://logantaylorsworld.blogspot.com/feeds/2907641564971654190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://logantaylorsworld.blogspot.com/2009/07/rampage.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4412006172687471794/posts/default/2907641564971654190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4412006172687471794/posts/default/2907641564971654190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://logantaylorsworld.blogspot.com/2009/07/rampage.html' title='Rampage!'/><author><name>LoganTaylor;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16569677571107392855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SrceUK3V1lU/SlvrUjPbYhI/AAAAAAAAAB0/ht7Q-xXT8us/S220/IPOA.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4412006172687471794.post-1420756545683662858</id><published>2009-07-13T21:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T17:01:21.640-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tweet-er, Tweet-er, Update Feeder! Wait, What?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;You know, I don't understand why &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;everyone &lt;/span&gt;makes such a big deal about Twitter. I mean of course, I have one (anyone who doesn't is BUM) but when you think about it...it's so lame, ya know? Like you're just telling any random stalker who feels the need to know what your doing at every second! It's not like myspace where you can upload pictures and PIMP out your profile. You just inform stalkers of things like where you are and what your doing. Quite scary, actually.&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if Twitter has a slogan...like Myspace "A place for friends". I think Twitter's should be: Twitter, A place for STALKERS AND HARASSERS.&lt;br /&gt;Just saying.&lt;br /&gt;Haha, Fired Up! (The movie, not that I randomly say Fired Up at any given moment)&lt;br /&gt;Random...&lt;br /&gt;Okay, Bye!&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4412006172687471794-1420756545683662858?l=logantaylorsworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://logantaylorsworld.blogspot.com/feeds/1420756545683662858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://logantaylorsworld.blogspot.com/2009/07/tweet-er-tweet-er-update-feeder-wait.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4412006172687471794/posts/default/1420756545683662858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4412006172687471794/posts/default/1420756545683662858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://logantaylorsworld.blogspot.com/2009/07/tweet-er-tweet-er-update-feeder-wait.html' title='Tweet-er, Tweet-er, Update Feeder! Wait, What?'/><author><name>LoganTaylor;</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16569677571107392855</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SrceUK3V1lU/SlvrUjPbYhI/AAAAAAAAAB0/ht7Q-xXT8us/S220/IPOA.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
