<?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-8052077660262866225</id><updated>2011-10-06T18:23:40.641-07:00</updated><title type='text'>UghLivEa!</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ughlivea.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052077660262866225/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ughlivea.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Olivia-Tiana Harrell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12846194155395008558</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/_Z06p6Bnmp5A/SuYa4D1G6kI/AAAAAAAAABc/kig6a73G_r8/S220/olivia5.jpg'/></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-8052077660262866225.post-1169925040433806516</id><published>2010-02-15T21:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-15T21:50:02.217-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What a Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Wow! I havent blogged in a week. Last time I told you guys how I was going to go to the orthodontists office and I was scared out of my mind! It actually went really well. I hadnt gone in for about 6 months so I was expecting everyone to look at me funny. I say this because I have braces, and well you need your brackets checked and changed every few weeks. But to my surprise everyone was warm and welcoming. Well...wait I take that back. I had to get an xray and the xray lady Ruthy was kind of snobbish towards me. I was surprised because she's usually the nicest one to me! But I guess she's changed within the last 6 months..oh well. I'll get a new favorite ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Then finally the doctor came and he was all jumping for joy to see me. After he looked at the xray he told me and my mom that he wants to get my surgery done as soon as possible since my tooth isnt coming in. Your probably thinking "Olivia what in the world are you talking about?!" So let me explain it to you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; Basically when I was 10 or 11 (bad memory). I had a cluster of 10 mini little teeth and they were stopping my adult front tooth from growing in. The surgeon put in a chain that is supposed to be pulling my adult tooth down. But now theres no hope that it will ever come down. So I went to an oral surgeon (today) for a consultation. There going to do a bone graph on my tooth and remove the tooth that is supposed to be coming down with the chain. Im nervous and excited at the same time. Nervous because I HATE needles, because during my last surgery my mouth was very bloody aftewards, i was totally out of it, couldnt eat any solid foods for about a week, and the stitches drove me crazy! Thank god they were dissolveable! Im also nervous because its very expensive this time, but my mom says shes got everything covered and I have faith in her.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Im excited because I've had this freakin braces on for about 4 years and they drive me crazy. I always smile with my mouth closed (does that make sense?!). So it will give me a little bit more self confidence with the braces off. But on the other hand im getting a retainer and i have to wear that for about 3 years. And from what ive heard about retainers they are pretty darn annoying too. But like my mom always says "Olivia, you cant always have it your way!".&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;As far as the rest of last week goes it was pretty good and crazy. I cant really think of what I did last week. I havent really been catching up on American Idol but I heard that Andrew Garcia is on AI! He's a great Youtuber and im now im definitely going to have to watch. Also there was a new episode of Secret Life of the American Teenager tonight (Monday.) So be sure to check "TV recaps" in a few days for the recap of the show. I wasnt able to watch it tonight so I'll watch it online tomorrow if its up. Oooooh dont forget tomorrow (Tuesday) is a new season of 16 and Pregnant on MTV. I think its on at 10pm mountain time (not sure). If your not going to be able to watch you can always watch it online at &lt;a href="http://www.mtv.com/"&gt;www.mtv.com&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;And if you havent heard of the show Teen Moms on MTV I highly recommend you watch that online before watching the new season. If youve seen the last season of 16 and Pregnant then basically what Teen Mom is, is all the previous teen moms (except two) are followed around and now the babies are growing and they just follow there lives with school, jobs, parenting etc.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;Thanks for reading!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8052077660262866225-1169925040433806516?l=ughlivea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ughlivea.blogspot.com/feeds/1169925040433806516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ughlivea.blogspot.com/2010/02/what-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052077660262866225/posts/default/1169925040433806516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052077660262866225/posts/default/1169925040433806516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ughlivea.blogspot.com/2010/02/what-day.html' title='What a Day'/><author><name>Olivia-Tiana Harrell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12846194155395008558</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/_Z06p6Bnmp5A/SuYa4D1G6kI/AAAAAAAAABc/kig6a73G_r8/S220/olivia5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8052077660262866225.post-5740659241852678450</id><published>2010-02-08T00:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T00:46:41.821-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It Happened Again!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;So today we were supposed to clean and take the trash out because the house was a mess. Actually my moms plan was to wake up early and go to breakfast. Pssh that didnt happen lol. She ended up sleeping in while I messed around with my blog. Then when she woke up she wanted to go to lunch. So were trying to decide where to go. We didnt want to go somewhere that had TV's because of the Super Bowl. So we finally thought of a place and we finally got our butts out the door! So were driving along and were thirsty so we go to Starbucks. We get to the window to pay and my moms like "Youve gotta be kidding me! Where's my debit card?!!" I then think omg I'm gonna get in trouble because it HAPPENED AGAIN! I had bought an app for my iPhone at home so she gave me her card and I never gave it to back her. This has happened before. So my mom gives the girl a gift card she just happened to have and the girl tells her theres only like 2 bucks on the card. So my mom asks her to just give her 1 drink instead of both of em. The girl then proceeds to tell us tht she'll go ahead and give us BOTH drinks AND she gave us like 2 bucks back! So we basically got FREE money, and FREE drinks! It was our lucky day! Thank god though that we didnt go to the restaurant first because we wouldve been screwed!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;So then we went back home and my mom went inside to get her debit card while I was outside snapping pics of the neighborhood cats :) My mom decided she didnt want to go to the restaurant anymore, so I got Chipotle (which tasted weird this time) and she got Subway. We got home and decided to watch the movie Quincineara. Its about this 14 year old girl who gets pregnant without having sex. Its a very umm interesting sad movie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Saints won (who dat!). I wanted the Colts to win and so did my mom and bf. I didnt watch though because I hate football! But I was still hoping the Colts would win lol. 31 to 17 final!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I had a great day except for the fact that I dropped the remote on top of my toe and I couldnt move it for like 5 mins and the fact that I cut the back of my leg on the side of my moms bed! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;I do have a orthodontist appointment tomorrow. Yes im a brace face! And I'm really nervous about going, so we'll see how it works out!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; But Secret Life of the American Teenager is on tomorrow night so thats something to look forward too! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8052077660262866225-5740659241852678450?l=ughlivea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ughlivea.blogspot.com/feeds/5740659241852678450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ughlivea.blogspot.com/2010/02/it-happened-again.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052077660262866225/posts/default/5740659241852678450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052077660262866225/posts/default/5740659241852678450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ughlivea.blogspot.com/2010/02/it-happened-again.html' title='It Happened Again!'/><author><name>Olivia-Tiana Harrell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12846194155395008558</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/_Z06p6Bnmp5A/SuYa4D1G6kI/AAAAAAAAABc/kig6a73G_r8/S220/olivia5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8052077660262866225.post-28660624634862265</id><published>2010-02-08T00:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T01:08:33.967-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday Boy &amp; Princess!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;So today was my puppy Papi's birthday. He turned 6 months old today. Yes I know its a little crazy that I celebrate it every month but its fun lol. It was overall a bad day for him, yet a great day for me! He can unfortunately now jump onto the living room chairs and the beds. So while I was in the room telling my mom something he was on her bed peeing. He started peeing on her bed last week. I think he did it twice. So he got in trouble and we put him in his kennel and of course he cried and cried and we just ignored him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Then we let the Oreo (the cat) in. She has really matted fur and she let us cut some of the clumps off today. She was such a brave Princess! Its just so crazy how the vet wants over 300 dollars to groom her. Mainly because she still needs some shots and they have to use anesthesia because shes so aggressive and tries to bite them. But hopefully we'll be able to get her groomed soon! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;It was weird though because Oreo threw up today, and then so did Papi. When one of them throws up it seems like the other one always has to throw up to. Its beyond crazy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Here are some pics of the birthday boy and the Princess! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z06p6Bnmp5A/S2_QokDw9VI/AAAAAAAAAZA/kRFjxHdkA1c/s1600-h/22762_1201742572762_1504510681_30455615_4137813_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z06p6Bnmp5A/S2_QokDw9VI/AAAAAAAAAZA/kRFjxHdkA1c/s320/22762_1201742572762_1504510681_30455615_4137813_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;The lighting on this pic isnt that great. Maybe because the light wasnt on lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z06p6Bnmp5A/S2_QwiBk7XI/AAAAAAAAAZI/XxMH5Ji-EgI/s1600-h/22762_1201742852769_1504510681_30455616_6756037_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z06p6Bnmp5A/S2_QwiBk7XI/AAAAAAAAAZI/XxMH5Ji-EgI/s320/22762_1201742852769_1504510681_30455616_6756037_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;He's always focused on the front door. Hes our litle watch dog. He may be tiny but trust me has a BIG bark! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z06p6Bnmp5A/S2_Q75_kBPI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/zYtR_0IRQOo/s1600-h/22762_1201743412783_1504510681_30455617_776848_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z06p6Bnmp5A/S2_Q75_kBPI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/zYtR_0IRQOo/s320/22762_1201743412783_1504510681_30455617_776848_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I like this one because its in B&amp;amp;W and mainly because he NEVER stays still for a pic. He always always thinks its playtime so he just jumps up. But today he focused. This is like the only pic I have now of him looking at the camera and I love it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z06p6Bnmp5A/S2_RZQip4vI/AAAAAAAAAZY/weKSotr1gyc/s1600-h/22762_1201733692540_1504510681_30455600_4324715_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z06p6Bnmp5A/S2_RZQip4vI/AAAAAAAAAZY/weKSotr1gyc/s320/22762_1201733692540_1504510681_30455600_4324715_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Now the Princess! I love this pic because of the design on the door, it all really blends together!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z06p6Bnmp5A/S2_Rhv3dUxI/AAAAAAAAAZg/9Tj_glkm6vo/s1600-h/22762_1201734212553_1504510681_30455601_5175354_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z06p6Bnmp5A/S2_Rhv3dUxI/AAAAAAAAAZg/9Tj_glkm6vo/s320/22762_1201734212553_1504510681_30455601_5175354_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;She knew I was behind her snapping her pic :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z06p6Bnmp5A/S2_RrY9R9hI/AAAAAAAAAZo/EKavX53jsbw/s1600-h/22762_1201734692565_1504510681_30455602_4960393_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z06p6Bnmp5A/S2_RrY9R9hI/AAAAAAAAAZo/EKavX53jsbw/s320/22762_1201734692565_1504510681_30455602_4960393_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;She was curious to go under the bed since thats where the puppy threw up earlier. She stuck her head under there for a min (long enough for me to snap a pic) and then she ran!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z06p6Bnmp5A/S2_R5V5Tk9I/AAAAAAAAAZw/3B7pALRTuu8/s1600-h/22762_1201736012598_1504510681_30455603_6825101_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z06p6Bnmp5A/S2_R5V5Tk9I/AAAAAAAAAZw/3B7pALRTuu8/s320/22762_1201736012598_1504510681_30455603_6825101_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;This was after she got her haircut, she was so happy and rolling around!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z06p6Bnmp5A/S2_SYFnoGqI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/cU7NXURN9FE/s1600-h/22762_1201738132651_1504510681_30455609_6427395_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z06p6Bnmp5A/S2_SYFnoGqI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/cU7NXURN9FE/s320/22762_1201738132651_1504510681_30455609_6427395_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Thsi one was before she got her haircut. She just plopped down in the corner and started giving herself a bath.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z06p6Bnmp5A/S2_SpkwzEaI/AAAAAAAAAaA/5F_OnEvnKqo/s1600-h/22762_1201738212653_1504510681_30455610_2587152_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z06p6Bnmp5A/S2_SpkwzEaI/AAAAAAAAAaA/5F_OnEvnKqo/s320/22762_1201738212653_1504510681_30455610_2587152_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Can you say "winner to a photo contest?!" this is a ughmazing pic! But then again its just my opinion ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z06p6Bnmp5A/S2_S1ye4AsI/AAAAAAAAAaI/8QThYk3Sefw/s1600-h/22762_1201739052674_1504510681_30455611_5722238_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z06p6Bnmp5A/S2_S1ye4AsI/AAAAAAAAAaI/8QThYk3Sefw/s320/22762_1201739052674_1504510681_30455611_5722238_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I love her eyes. She has this very beautiful glow to them!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z06p6Bnmp5A/S2_TCkT273I/AAAAAAAAAaQ/cxjtLXqEKKo/s1600-h/22762_1201739972697_1504510681_30455612_748272_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z06p6Bnmp5A/S2_TCkT273I/AAAAAAAAAaQ/cxjtLXqEKKo/s320/22762_1201739972697_1504510681_30455612_748272_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;After her haircut. You can see all the hair next to her. There was a ton!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z06p6Bnmp5A/S2_TLUPB0FI/AAAAAAAAAaY/d9Jx6WZ9bHw/s1600-h/22762_1201742252754_1504510681_30455614_6120280_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z06p6Bnmp5A/S2_TLUPB0FI/AAAAAAAAAaY/d9Jx6WZ9bHw/s320/22762_1201742252754_1504510681_30455614_6120280_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;She wanted me to leave her alone now so she could take a nap, so he got in my face lol!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;~The end!!~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;So as you can see the Princess loves to pose for pics while Papi could care less. Maybe its because hes a boy? Lol. Im not sure! But I've been thinking of buying myself a really nice Nikon camera so I can snap some pics. Well while I'm saving up the money I still want to take pics, so I use the camera on my iPhone. But for some reason the camera is blurry on there and the pics come out bad and it drives me crazy! So I was looking through the camera apps and I found this &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;ughmazing&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; app called "camera one" or something like that lol. Any who it takes great pics, has a camera timer, and it has effects such as B&amp;amp;W, sepia, etc. So those pics I took of the kids were from that app on my phone. Im seriously considering NOT getting the Nikon camera since this app has all of the features I look for in a camera and more!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I hope you enjoyed the pics of the Bday boy and the Princess as much as I enjoyed snapping them! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Oh before I get! Happy Bday Papi!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8052077660262866225-28660624634862265?l=ughlivea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ughlivea.blogspot.com/feeds/28660624634862265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ughlivea.blogspot.com/2010/02/birthday-boy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052077660262866225/posts/default/28660624634862265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052077660262866225/posts/default/28660624634862265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ughlivea.blogspot.com/2010/02/birthday-boy.html' title='Birthday Boy &amp; Princess!'/><author><name>Olivia-Tiana Harrell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12846194155395008558</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/_Z06p6Bnmp5A/SuYa4D1G6kI/AAAAAAAAABc/kig6a73G_r8/S220/olivia5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z06p6Bnmp5A/S2_QokDw9VI/AAAAAAAAAZA/kRFjxHdkA1c/s72-c/22762_1201742572762_1504510681_30455615_4137813_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8052077660262866225.post-6069993663031984268</id><published>2010-02-07T14:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-07T14:43:31.433-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Picniking!</title><content type='html'>So Friday and yesterday I spent a lot of my time sprucing up my blog. I read a lot of tutorials and watched a lot of videos. One of the things I enjoyed the most was making headers. I got a few headers from some websites, and others I got from my photo editing website that I use. I use http://www.picnik.com&lt;br /&gt;My mom was nice and gave me a 25 dollar visa card the other day. So I decided to use some of the money to buy a picnik premium account. Basically with the premium account you can:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Airbush&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Tan&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Wrinkle Remover&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Change Eye Color&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Mascara&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Lip Gloss&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;And you can do so much more. They also have premium frames, stickers, effects etc. And I only paid like 4 dollars and it lasts a month! They always have cute designs for all the holidays. So I decided I'd show some of the headers I did yesterday and some of the photos I edited of myself! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z06p6Bnmp5A/S28_rFQEo6I/AAAAAAAAAYY/9rSafbQPHtc/s1600-h/18462_1174843060291_1504510681_30400923_4930965_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z06p6Bnmp5A/S28_rFQEo6I/AAAAAAAAAYY/9rSafbQPHtc/s320/18462_1174843060291_1504510681_30400923_4930965_n.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z06p6Bnmp5A/S28_5ABeZeI/AAAAAAAAAYg/Wj9SnLieUlo/s1600-h/62A97DB24CE93B5440C3B367B98A7BF0.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z06p6Bnmp5A/S28_5ABeZeI/AAAAAAAAAYg/Wj9SnLieUlo/s1600/62A97DB24CE93B5440C3B367B98A7BF0.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z06p6Bnmp5A/S29AOyzZw9I/AAAAAAAAAYs/dkr8KKp7Qjg/s1600-h/i342.pLuvuBanner.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="172" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z06p6Bnmp5A/S29AOyzZw9I/AAAAAAAAAYs/dkr8KKp7Qjg/s320/i342.pLuvuBanner.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z06p6Bnmp5A/S28_y9t_XRI/AAAAAAAAAYc/U5UUDJHxhEQ/s1600-h/menher.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="235" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z06p6Bnmp5A/S28_y9t_XRI/AAAAAAAAAYc/U5UUDJHxhEQ/s320/menher.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z06p6Bnmp5A/S29AKDCpf6I/AAAAAAAAAYo/XRsilvKzsRM/s1600-h/HeartFluttersBanner3copy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="147" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z06p6Bnmp5A/S29AKDCpf6I/AAAAAAAAAYo/XRsilvKzsRM/s320/HeartFluttersBanner3copy.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z06p6Bnmp5A/S29AaPQSnmI/AAAAAAAAAYw/17z_JsNEzh8/s1600-h/us.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="235" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z06p6Bnmp5A/S29AaPQSnmI/AAAAAAAAAYw/17z_JsNEzh8/s320/us.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z06p6Bnmp5A/S29AgNQdJ0I/AAAAAAAAAY0/CHyYfYfXAmA/s1600-h/usagain.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="235" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Z06p6Bnmp5A/S29AgNQdJ0I/AAAAAAAAAY0/CHyYfYfXAmA/s320/usagain.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;So all of the above are the headers that I've done for my blog. I had a ton of fun creating the, resizing, and playing with all the fonts! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z06p6Bnmp5A/S29AvjDycfI/AAAAAAAAAY4/QwWHtbuDcek/s1600-h/AllthehypeBanner.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="182" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z06p6Bnmp5A/S29AvjDycfI/AAAAAAAAAY4/QwWHtbuDcek/s320/AllthehypeBanner.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z06p6Bnmp5A/S29A4WQ3IbI/AAAAAAAAAY8/aKyRZaG-Ywk/s1600-h/BarefootBeachBannercopy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="178" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Z06p6Bnmp5A/S29A4WQ3IbI/AAAAAAAAAY8/aKyRZaG-Ywk/s320/BarefootBeachBannercopy.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The two above are the two that I did for my mom's cooking blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So like I said I had a fun time messing around with them! I got some of these headers from &lt;a href="http://thecutestblogontheblock.com/"&gt;http://thecutestblogontheblock.com&lt;/a&gt; and then edited them and put the text on them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The others I got from doing collages on &lt;a href="http://picnik.com/"&gt;http://picnik.com&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Z06p6Bnmp5A/S29AA4z3oiI/AAAAAAAAAYk/Fx2kco24c-A/s1600-h/BarefootBeachBannercopy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8052077660262866225-6069993663031984268?l=ughlivea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ughlivea.blogspot.com/feeds/6069993663031984268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ughlivea.blogspot.com/2010/02/picniking.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052077660262866225/posts/default/6069993663031984268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052077660262866225/posts/default/6069993663031984268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ughlivea.blogspot.com/2010/02/picniking.html' title='Picniking!'/><author><name>Olivia-Tiana Harrell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12846194155395008558</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/_Z06p6Bnmp5A/SuYa4D1G6kI/AAAAAAAAABc/kig6a73G_r8/S220/olivia5.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Z06p6Bnmp5A/S28_rFQEo6I/AAAAAAAAAYY/9rSafbQPHtc/s72-c/18462_1174843060291_1504510681_30400923_4930965_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8052077660262866225.post-4620550633050485529</id><published>2010-02-07T02:27:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-07T12:31:44.891-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Boyfriend is ughmazing!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;So there was some girl on Facebook claiming that she knew my bf and she started to pick a fight with me. So me and her fought wtih each other for over an hour. She just kept saying I know "J'Bril." And I just kept saying "how in the world do you know him?" And she just wouldnt answer me so I finally gave up. I think this was a Thursday night and my bf didnt get on Facebook Friday so I couldnt confront him about it. But he got on today so were able to talk about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;So he got on Facebook and we talked about it. I cried and he pleaded with me. We broke up for like 2 mins and then he told me I was full of shit to not believe that he wasnt cheating on me. That really got to me, so I thought about it. I could definitely tell he was telling the truth. He kept going on and on about how much he loves me and that he'll do anything to prove that. I thought that was really sweet! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Ive known him for a year and I never gave him the time of day. I always thought he was a bad boy that I didnt want to get involved with because I was sure he was just going to break my heart! We were friends though while he went out with other girls, got in trouble for doing stupid shit etc. On my birthday last year he asked me out and I said yes hoping he wouldnt break my heart. Well I was wrong, we only lasted for a week and he definitely broke my heart. After we broke up within a few days he already found another girl! I was so pissed at him I just told him to leave me alone and he did just that!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;But 3 months ago (around November) I got online and he sent me a message. I told him how much I missed him. I of course was over everything he had done to me. It had been like 7 months. At the time I was going out with another guy who was psycho and didnt treat me right. Well me and J'Bril started talking and sparks started flying. My ex bf was just being pathetic so one night I just texted him and told him it was over and he was perfectly fine with it! So then two days later J'Bril asked me out and since then we've been going out for 2 and a half months! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;The cool thing is, is that he totally has respect for me and my mom. He knows that if he ever hurt me he'd be hearing from her! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;He's completely changed his ways for me. He started going to school again, hes not getting into as much trouble as he used to, and best of he hasnt broken my heart. I trust him and love him so much. He treats me so good and I dont know what I would do without him...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;J'Bril I love you :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/71/7A5336483DBE04AD260D66770890A2E2.png" style="-moz-background-clip: border; -moz-background-inline-policy: continuous; -moz-background-origin: padding; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; border: 0pt none ! important;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8052077660262866225-4620550633050485529?l=ughlivea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ughlivea.blogspot.com/feeds/4620550633050485529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ughlivea.blogspot.com/2010/02/my-boyfriend-is-ughmazing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052077660262866225/posts/default/4620550633050485529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052077660262866225/posts/default/4620550633050485529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ughlivea.blogspot.com/2010/02/my-boyfriend-is-ughmazing.html' title='My Boyfriend is ughmazing!'/><author><name>Olivia-Tiana Harrell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12846194155395008558</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/_Z06p6Bnmp5A/SuYa4D1G6kI/AAAAAAAAABc/kig6a73G_r8/S220/olivia5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8052077660262866225.post-94873756645509071</id><published>2010-02-07T02:26:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-07T12:29:56.457-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear John!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;So me and my mom went to see the Dear John movie tonight. We had planned on seeing it at 7 30 but it was sold out so we waited until 9 10. We went to Burger King and I got some fries and a coke ICEE. It was pretty good. Then we just went to the movie theater parking lot and just talked. There was actually this couple like right in front of us in the car and my mom was sitting there making fun of them lol. We then went inside and there was a waiting line to get into the movie. I mean there was a TON of people there! We finally got inside the theater. It was crazy in there. We always sit in the front row since I cant see that well without my glasses since my dog decided to chew them! So we sat in the front row, and I was watching these dumb ass girls taking pictures with a camera. And unfortunately the camera had flash. But they decided to take at least 30 pics of themselves. Well arent they so cool?! NOT! It was really annoying.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Then these 3 ladies come sit next to me and my mom was like oh great. The lady was being an idiot and ended up dropping her soda which splashed everywhere including my foot. Then she proceeds to ask ME for a napkin! Hmm the movie hasnt even started yet and the experiences are getting awkward!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Finally the movie started. Definitely NOT what I expected. I dont want to give away all of the details because I could give a pretty vivid synopsis of this movie but I dont want to ruin it for anyone. So in a couple of weeks I'll discuss it again. I wouldnt mind buying the book and reading it to see if it was anything like the movie. All I have to say is Nicholas Sparks definitely disappointed me in this movie. I do however like the fact that he based it in Charleston, NC mainly because sometimes when my family vacations we go to Cape Hatteras. So seeing the beach in the movie was nice and it fit the whole concept I guess you could say. I think people really just paid to see Channing Tatum with his shirt off. I have to admit I kinda did. I mean hes hot lol. In the beginning Amanda Seyfried really played her character Savannah good, but towards the end she just kind of lost it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;You would also think the movie is going to be a tear jerker like I expected. But during the "sad" scenes I just kind of laughed because in the end they made them funny. The end left me speechless. You wouldve never guessed that, that wouldve happened, so that was a bit shocking. So I think they couldve tried a little harder on some of the supposed depressing scenes. The only reason I say this is because my mom always cries during movies and she just kind of laughed through this one! So that was something I've never seen before.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Something I found interesting in the movie was the dads coin collection and how he had so many. I really found the mule coin to be interesting and I want to look it up and explain to everyone what it is. You never know someone may not know what its worth and stumble upon my blog and realize that they can get a heck of a lot for an imperfect coin! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Overall I would have to rate this movie a C-. Like I said I might consider reading the book, then seeing the movie again and I might just change my opinion. If you like movies with great beginnings and terrible endings then you'll definitely want to go see this one!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mobileddl.com/files/image/Dear-John-Ebook.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://www.mobileddl.com/files/image/Dear-John-Ebook.jpg" width="198" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/71/7A5336483DBE04AD260D66770890A2E2.png" style="border: 0 !important; background: transparent;"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8052077660262866225-94873756645509071?l=ughlivea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ughlivea.blogspot.com/feeds/94873756645509071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ughlivea.blogspot.com/2010/02/dear-john.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052077660262866225/posts/default/94873756645509071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052077660262866225/posts/default/94873756645509071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ughlivea.blogspot.com/2010/02/dear-john.html' title='Dear John!'/><author><name>Olivia-Tiana Harrell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12846194155395008558</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/_Z06p6Bnmp5A/SuYa4D1G6kI/AAAAAAAAABc/kig6a73G_r8/S220/olivia5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8052077660262866225.post-1318727000024605955</id><published>2010-02-07T02:25:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-07T12:32:01.344-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Excuse You!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;So yesterday someone said something very rude to me. It actually even hurt my feelings, made me cry. People always say "Olivia dont let things get to you. There just idiots." Well I'm sorry but I had to let this get to me! Someone said to me "shes a single mom thats going to be on welfare in the making!" That really hurts my feeling. It took me awhile to realize he was just some dumb ass trying to bring me down. But I realized it eventually. Umm excuse me, who the hell are you to say something to me like that? Im only 14 years old! That hurt me so much that someone would think so low of me like that. I 100 percent disagree with what that person said. I have nothing against people who are on welfare. Im just saying that I know im going to be so much better than that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;My mom is a single mom and I have to give that woman so much credit. She's not on welfare. She has a good high paying job, drives a nice car etc. We make it through, were not the richest but were not the poorest. My mom has done a pretty damn good job so far. Yes we struggle sometimes, but who doesnt? We always find a way and things always work out for us!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I have goals in life. I want to become a professional photographer, travel around the world, go to college etc. Like I said im only 14 and I always seem to have money in my pocket. Tomorrow as a matter of fact im actually going to the bank, opening an account, getting a debit card, and checks. Talk about RESPONSIBILITY! That just shows that when I'm older I'm always gonna make it. I'm always going to be ok no matter what situation is thrown at me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/71/7A5336483DBE04AD260D66770890A2E2.png" style="border: 0 !important; background: transparent;"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8052077660262866225-1318727000024605955?l=ughlivea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ughlivea.blogspot.com/feeds/1318727000024605955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ughlivea.blogspot.com/2010/02/excuse-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052077660262866225/posts/default/1318727000024605955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052077660262866225/posts/default/1318727000024605955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ughlivea.blogspot.com/2010/02/excuse-you.html' title='Excuse You!'/><author><name>Olivia-Tiana Harrell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12846194155395008558</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/_Z06p6Bnmp5A/SuYa4D1G6kI/AAAAAAAAABc/kig6a73G_r8/S220/olivia5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8052077660262866225.post-7724225752680331334</id><published>2010-02-07T02:24:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-07T12:32:21.884-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Introduction!</title><content type='html'>Hi there! Im Olivia-Tiana. Weird name. Yeah I know. But its my name, and its unique. Most importantly I like it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well a little bit about me:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Im a daughter, granddaughter, best friend, girlfriend, cousin, mom (to a cat and a dog!), and im a swaggernut!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Im very opinionated. Im not afraid to speak my mind no matter how harsh it may be!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* I come from a very big disfunctional family. But in the end we all love each other, no matter what difficulties come our way!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* I have a cat named Oreo. She's 4 years old. She likes to be left alone. Shes old and she likes her space. She's black and white with very tangled long hair. Kinda like mine haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* I also have a dog named Papi. He is 5 months old. His name is Papi because my grandpa (Papa) always wanted a daschund. My grandpa passed away about 3 almost 4 years ago. So getting Papi brought back a lot of great memories that I had with my grandpa! He's a daschund, doxin, doxie, wiener dog. Whatever you wanna call him! He's his own personality. Hes very sweet when hes tired. He loves to run around, jump. He gets his hands on anything he can. Shoes, paper towels, clothes, etc. You name it he wants it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* I have a beautiful mom. She's my best friend. I love her to death. She's always been there for me through thick and thin. She's the one person who I can talk to about anything and its ok. She doesnt judge me ever, no matter how bad the issue may be. We have a lot in common. I guess thats why were best friends :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Then theres my boyfriend. Hes really something else lol. I love that boy to death. Ive known him for like a year. He's another person who I tell everything to. He knows everything about me, and I know everything about him. He doesnt judge me, and he listens when I need to talk. He's always been there for me, right by my side. Hes just the kinda guy who you can hang out with, laugh with, do dumb shit with lol. I could make the biggest mistake and I know that he'll forgive me for it. Thats just how great he is!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* I have an older brother but I barely get to ever see him. I guess I'm too nerdy for and not cool enough for him to hang around with anymore! HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* I honestly dont even have that many friends. Im not really a people person. I dont like being in big crowds. Thats just who I am. I guess, maybe its because I have all the people in my life who I need and I dont want anymore people in my life. I've learned not to trust anyone. So if you get my trust, then your pretty damn lucky!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Im a really random person. I tend to cuss a lot. I get away with things. Im spoiled. I always find ways to come up with money. Im an attention whore haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Overall I think I have a pretty amazing life. I could ask for more, but like they say be careful what you wish for!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/71/7A5336483DBE04AD260D66770890A2E2.png" style="border: 0 !important; background: transparent;"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8052077660262866225-7724225752680331334?l=ughlivea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ughlivea.blogspot.com/feeds/7724225752680331334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ughlivea.blogspot.com/2010/02/introduction.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052077660262866225/posts/default/7724225752680331334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8052077660262866225/posts/default/7724225752680331334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ughlivea.blogspot.com/2010/02/introduction.html' title='Introduction!'/><author><name>Olivia-Tiana Harrell</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12846194155395008558</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/_Z06p6Bnmp5A/SuYa4D1G6kI/AAAAAAAAABc/kig6a73G_r8/S220/olivia5.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
