<?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-4869041717131943910</id><updated>2011-12-29T19:57:48.815-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Illiteracy.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://proficient-illiteracy.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869041717131943910/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://proficient-illiteracy.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>De1ty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16399994396944772293</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>8</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4869041717131943910.post-1341506666524573352</id><published>2007-07-26T15:48:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-07-26T16:13:30.681-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Here's to...</title><content type='html'>...the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really don't know what to write...nothing specific...so it's just going to be a 'stream of thought' blog.  ^.^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's really hot in here right now...I'm sweating...waiting on Aaron to get home from work.  I want a hug.  :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...and I'm bored...and craving another one of those damn chicken sandwhiches from Chick-Fil-A...&lt;br /&gt;Every single day...I swear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YaY!!!&lt;br /&gt;He's home.  Silly boy.  :)&lt;br /&gt;I cheese sandwhich him!!&lt;br /&gt;...even if he's Jay-Z.  O.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We strolled through fields all wet with rain&lt;br /&gt;And back along the lane again&lt;br /&gt;There in the sunshine&lt;br /&gt;In the sweet summertime&lt;br /&gt;Oh the way that young lovers do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Song stuck in my head.  At least it's Buckley.  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jordyn Grey&lt;br /&gt;Jordynn Gray&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;2222222&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4869041717131943910-1341506666524573352?l=proficient-illiteracy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://proficient-illiteracy.blogspot.com/feeds/1341506666524573352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4869041717131943910&amp;postID=1341506666524573352' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869041717131943910/posts/default/1341506666524573352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869041717131943910/posts/default/1341506666524573352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://proficient-illiteracy.blogspot.com/2007/07/heres-to.html' title='Here&apos;s to...'/><author><name>De1ty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16399994396944772293</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4869041717131943910.post-2354618545849136835</id><published>2007-07-04T15:30:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-07-04T15:45:09.575-06:00</updated><title type='text'>*insert clever title*</title><content type='html'>*insert song lyrics*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate the 4th of July, it's the day that I sit around and think to myself, "everyone needs to die today..." but today...last night...this morning...was...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...different...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;2 @ Aaron.&lt;br /&gt;You're amazing.&lt;br /&gt;For real.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*insert song lyrics*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...I do love the rain today...means they canceled the fireworks show.  Which I can't tell you how awesome I think that is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...hey...fuck you too...I have a very good reason for hating the fourth.&lt;br /&gt;It shouldn't be even allowed to be considered a holiday...&lt;br /&gt;...psh...Independence Day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hrmph.&lt;br /&gt;Who needs it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*insert song lyrics*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...and right now I'm listening to Aaron being really cute talking about reviews...and quotes...or something..I was listening to him...honest I was!!  &lt;br /&gt;...but the listening turned into...kinda...just...staring.  O.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;222222222&lt;br /&gt;*sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life feels amazing right now.&lt;br /&gt;It really does.&lt;br /&gt;I havent laughed this much in sooooo long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*insert song lyrics*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;2&lt;br /&gt;Chrysta&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4869041717131943910-2354618545849136835?l=proficient-illiteracy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://proficient-illiteracy.blogspot.com/feeds/2354618545849136835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4869041717131943910&amp;postID=2354618545849136835' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869041717131943910/posts/default/2354618545849136835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869041717131943910/posts/default/2354618545849136835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://proficient-illiteracy.blogspot.com/2007/07/insert-clever-title.html' title='*insert clever title*'/><author><name>De1ty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16399994396944772293</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4869041717131943910.post-6004471379518607741</id><published>2007-06-29T12:16:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-06-29T12:27:01.461-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Safe and...</title><content type='html'>...ignorant...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope I don't wake up.&lt;br /&gt;This is too great right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;2&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4869041717131943910-6004471379518607741?l=proficient-illiteracy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://proficient-illiteracy.blogspot.com/feeds/6004471379518607741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4869041717131943910&amp;postID=6004471379518607741' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869041717131943910/posts/default/6004471379518607741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869041717131943910/posts/default/6004471379518607741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://proficient-illiteracy.blogspot.com/2007/06/safe-and.html' title='Safe and...'/><author><name>De1ty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16399994396944772293</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4869041717131943910.post-3930274321686134925</id><published>2007-06-26T22:47:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-06-26T23:00:38.697-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello...</title><content type='html'>...my name is distance...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know what I want...but I also know that this is going to be hard...I make the most horrible decisions for myself...and I always have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't like getting hurt...can't stand it...but then again, who does right?  I do know , however, that I needed to get hurt.  There is always a reason for everything that happens...I believe that very strongly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I think I shouldn't feel like this.  How I've been the past couple of weeks...I just get all these memories and it makes me happy...I hope to God that I'm not just using this as an escape..and that my mind isn't playing a trick on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...all I know for sure is that I'll be okay...I'll figure it out.  I always have and I always will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not even sure anymore of what I DON"T want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just sure that I need my music.  That's all I'll ever NEED. Feelings come...and feelings fade away...all kinds of feelings...love, hate...and everything in between.  Always.  They always have for me...but fuck if I don't know how to pick MY OWN self up and move the hell on.  I'm too strong to let ANYONE ever have that much control over my life...though it is kind of a sad thing...almost...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate letting people get too close to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...but for some reason...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...I'm letting my guard down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I trust this.&lt;br /&gt;I trust this.&lt;br /&gt;I trust this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever the outcome...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm okay.&lt;br /&gt;I'm okay.&lt;br /&gt;I'm okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...amphigory.&lt;br /&gt;I know.&lt;br /&gt;Apologies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;|2&lt;br /&gt;Chrysta&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4869041717131943910-3930274321686134925?l=proficient-illiteracy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://proficient-illiteracy.blogspot.com/feeds/3930274321686134925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4869041717131943910&amp;postID=3930274321686134925' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869041717131943910/posts/default/3930274321686134925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869041717131943910/posts/default/3930274321686134925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://proficient-illiteracy.blogspot.com/2007/06/hello.html' title='Hello...'/><author><name>De1ty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16399994396944772293</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4869041717131943910.post-4348837764173581081</id><published>2007-06-11T18:58:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-06-11T19:02:42.112-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I think it's safe to say...</title><content type='html'>...that I have had the most...interesting...weekend.  I had a lot of fun.  Sometimes I shock myself.  Lol.  But hey, live fast right?  No regrets right?  I live by those two things most of the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...that's all for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just going to go and replay the weekend in my head a few times...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;2&lt;br /&gt;Chrysta&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4869041717131943910-4348837764173581081?l=proficient-illiteracy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://proficient-illiteracy.blogspot.com/feeds/4348837764173581081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4869041717131943910&amp;postID=4348837764173581081' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869041717131943910/posts/default/4348837764173581081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869041717131943910/posts/default/4348837764173581081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://proficient-illiteracy.blogspot.com/2007/06/i-think-its-safe-to-say.html' title='I think it&apos;s safe to say...'/><author><name>De1ty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16399994396944772293</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4869041717131943910.post-3285345215390630896</id><published>2007-06-05T04:47:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-06-05T04:49:24.118-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I think...</title><content type='html'>I'm okay.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4869041717131943910-3285345215390630896?l=proficient-illiteracy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://proficient-illiteracy.blogspot.com/feeds/3285345215390630896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4869041717131943910&amp;postID=3285345215390630896' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869041717131943910/posts/default/3285345215390630896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869041717131943910/posts/default/3285345215390630896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://proficient-illiteracy.blogspot.com/2007/06/i-think.html' title='I think...'/><author><name>De1ty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16399994396944772293</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4869041717131943910.post-8275181168157555111</id><published>2007-05-31T06:39:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2007-05-31T06:41:31.958-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Make...</title><content type='html'>...this not hurt like it's the end of the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;|2&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4869041717131943910-8275181168157555111?l=proficient-illiteracy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://proficient-illiteracy.blogspot.com/feeds/8275181168157555111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4869041717131943910&amp;postID=8275181168157555111' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869041717131943910/posts/default/8275181168157555111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869041717131943910/posts/default/8275181168157555111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://proficient-illiteracy.blogspot.com/2007/05/make.html' title='Make...'/><author><name>De1ty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16399994396944772293</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4869041717131943910.post-1681672137080409809</id><published>2007-05-30T23:03:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-05-30T23:11:07.928-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I wonder...</title><content type='html'>...if this song only means something to &lt;strong&gt;me.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sleeping Beauty Delusional&lt;br /&gt;I believed I could cure it all for you dear&lt;br /&gt;Coax or trick or drive or&lt;br /&gt;drag the demons from you&lt;br /&gt;Make it right for you&lt;br /&gt;Sleeping Beauty truly for&lt;br /&gt;I could magically heal you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Far beyond a visible sign of your awakening&lt;br /&gt;Failing Miserably to rescue Sleeping Beauty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drunk on ego, truly thought I could make it right&lt;br /&gt;If I kissed you one more time to help you face the nightmare&lt;br /&gt;But you're far too poison for me such a fool to think that I could&lt;br /&gt;Wake you from your slumber, that I could actually heal you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sleeping beauty poisoned and hopeless&lt;br /&gt;Far beyond a visible sign of your awakening&lt;br /&gt;Failing Miserably to find a way to comfort you&lt;br /&gt;Far beyond a visible sign of your awakening&lt;br /&gt;Hiding from some poisoned memory&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poisoned and hopeless Sleeping Beauty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've always felt somewhat of a connection to those lyrics.  Maybe that's just me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;2&lt;br /&gt;Chrysta&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4869041717131943910-1681672137080409809?l=proficient-illiteracy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://proficient-illiteracy.blogspot.com/feeds/1681672137080409809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4869041717131943910&amp;postID=1681672137080409809' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869041717131943910/posts/default/1681672137080409809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869041717131943910/posts/default/1681672137080409809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://proficient-illiteracy.blogspot.com/2007/05/i-wonder.html' title='I wonder...'/><author><name>De1ty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16399994396944772293</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
