<?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-744466778619630022</id><updated>2012-01-04T18:18:40.154-08:00</updated><category term='singing'/><category term='video games'/><category term='cookies'/><category term='vacation'/><category term='exams'/><category term='Los Angeles'/><category term='spoiled'/><category term='vending machines'/><category term='Kardashians'/><category term='valentine&apos;s day'/><category term='puppy'/><category term='summer'/><category term='interview'/><category term='job'/><category term='Blackberry'/><category term='food'/><category term='ipod'/><category term='celebrities'/><category term='Adrienne Bailon'/><category term='family'/><category term='macbook'/><category term='costumes'/><category term='love'/><category term='snow'/><category term='transformers 2'/><category term='neighbors'/><category term='money'/><title type='text'>the life</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darling-cookie.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/744466778619630022/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darling-cookie.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Cookie Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13106324507173102829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xnuh0IrzOfE/TshSBENTg6I/AAAAAAAAALQ/uSQD5V0Utdg/s220/turqcurl.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>68</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-744466778619630022.post-7459986938894476757</id><published>2009-08-20T19:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-20T19:28:30.228-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>to any who read my blog. it is not interesting. i know. and i promise i'll change it. not the looks necessarily. but the content. i am aware it could be betterrr.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/744466778619630022-7459986938894476757?l=darling-cookie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darling-cookie.blogspot.com/feeds/7459986938894476757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=744466778619630022&amp;postID=7459986938894476757' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/744466778619630022/posts/default/7459986938894476757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/744466778619630022/posts/default/7459986938894476757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darling-cookie.blogspot.com/2009/08/to-any-who-read-my-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>Cookie Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13106324507173102829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xnuh0IrzOfE/TshSBENTg6I/AAAAAAAAALQ/uSQD5V0Utdg/s220/turqcurl.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-744466778619630022.post-2103007517098707696</id><published>2009-08-03T18:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T18:45:58.550-07:00</updated><title type='text'>yeah yeah.</title><content type='html'>vacationing soon.&lt;div&gt;never got skinny. fell off with the gym and shht.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;working both jobs, not reaping the benefits yet. [except for free food and mass take home for babe &amp;amp; me to have dinner]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;vacationing on friday for a week. In LA! yesss.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;summer clothes are non existent in my wardrobe. charge shopping prior to vacation.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;on thursday. hair appt @ 930 as well. possible nails did?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;car at the end of this month maybe? we will see.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;apt hunting for 2010. lease is up dec 31st.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;21 next month. oh yeah. grown babyy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;dos dedos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/744466778619630022-2103007517098707696?l=darling-cookie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darling-cookie.blogspot.com/feeds/2103007517098707696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=744466778619630022&amp;postID=2103007517098707696' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/744466778619630022/posts/default/2103007517098707696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/744466778619630022/posts/default/2103007517098707696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darling-cookie.blogspot.com/2009/08/yeah-yeah.html' title='yeah yeah.'/><author><name>Cookie Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13106324507173102829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xnuh0IrzOfE/TshSBENTg6I/AAAAAAAAALQ/uSQD5V0Utdg/s220/turqcurl.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-744466778619630022.post-1641679339461879549</id><published>2009-07-15T09:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T09:52:23.270-07:00</updated><title type='text'>0H J0Y i GUESS</title><content type='html'>so while i was hoping to start my new job prior to orientation, that will not be happening. so monday marks day 1 of the new job. I still need to purchase more khakis and i also need to get shirts to wear on the job. And i'm pretty sure I need to figure out what the dress attire for orientation[monday] is. ahhh. so anxious! this is going to be good. I should be able to have money saved by the time we leave for vacation. father said he'd send me some to take. I hope this is true. I plan to do a lot of good eating, which costs, and shopping, which costs. our daily activities are taken care of already. ahhh i'm happy. things are looking up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/744466778619630022-1641679339461879549?l=darling-cookie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darling-cookie.blogspot.com/feeds/1641679339461879549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=744466778619630022&amp;postID=1641679339461879549' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/744466778619630022/posts/default/1641679339461879549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/744466778619630022/posts/default/1641679339461879549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darling-cookie.blogspot.com/2009/07/0h-j0y-i-guess.html' title='0H J0Y i GUESS'/><author><name>Cookie Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13106324507173102829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xnuh0IrzOfE/TshSBENTg6I/AAAAAAAAALQ/uSQD5V0Utdg/s220/turqcurl.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-744466778619630022.post-6916339908917674574</id><published>2009-07-09T18:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T18:30:37.258-07:00</updated><title type='text'>B-O-L-O-G-N-A</title><content type='html'>I use to love that song. well i mean i still do. it's classic! my bologna has a first name! ahhh babe told me the oscar mayer man died! =[ well. he WAS 95 i believe. pretty good life i might say. &lt;div&gt;well, i just know i'm ready to get in at this job. going to call my new supervisor tomorrow. hit him with the 411. done my health screening so i should be all good now. just plotting on vacation now. attire, packing, and such. should be greattt!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/744466778619630022-6916339908917674574?l=darling-cookie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darling-cookie.blogspot.com/feeds/6916339908917674574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=744466778619630022&amp;postID=6916339908917674574' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/744466778619630022/posts/default/6916339908917674574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/744466778619630022/posts/default/6916339908917674574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darling-cookie.blogspot.com/2009/07/b-o-l-o-g-n.html' title='B-O-L-O-G-N-A'/><author><name>Cookie Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13106324507173102829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xnuh0IrzOfE/TshSBENTg6I/AAAAAAAAALQ/uSQD5V0Utdg/s220/turqcurl.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-744466778619630022.post-7766208843758748661</id><published>2009-07-03T16:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T16:54:12.759-07:00</updated><title type='text'>on the up &amp; up?</title><content type='html'>i would like to say everything is going good. but uh. they're about halfway where they need to be. i missed my way to work this morning. totally sucked cause i only had 3 days on the schedule for the week. on top of that i tried to go to LabCorp for my drug screening and they were all closed. womp womp! cause of the 4th? which is tomorrow. ughhhhh. oh ep0oooppooploppk; &lt;--- that's how I feel. anywaysss. At least I had a day to bond with my sister. well. that was all there was to it. oh and as far as money goes, looks like i'll be juggling two jobs and school. mhmm, whatever works.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/744466778619630022-7766208843758748661?l=darling-cookie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darling-cookie.blogspot.com/feeds/7766208843758748661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=744466778619630022&amp;postID=7766208843758748661' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/744466778619630022/posts/default/7766208843758748661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/744466778619630022/posts/default/7766208843758748661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darling-cookie.blogspot.com/2009/07/on-up-up.html' title='on the up &amp; up?'/><author><name>Cookie Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13106324507173102829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xnuh0IrzOfE/TshSBENTg6I/AAAAAAAAALQ/uSQD5V0Utdg/s220/turqcurl.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-744466778619630022.post-5412548107993254551</id><published>2009-06-29T20:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T21:15:37.735-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Los Angeles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Shizitttt</title><content type='html'>Ahh. why my head tryin to hurt? damn you noggin! lmfao. anyways. So i'm super anxious for my job. HR need to go head and hit me with that phone call. I need to get me like 3 pairs of khakis and some good work shoes. [HA! and i'm pose to get this with the checks i get now? pshhh.] these wack ass hours. just a couple more weeks of this slave work and i'll be done.&lt;div&gt;TATTOO design in the process. #8. gonna be like a half sleeve. all i'mma say is it includes my favorite- leopard printtt. i have an addiction. yes. i also have an idea for 2 others as well. they include a cookie and sesame street, but that's for another day/post/etc. tell me why my lil cousin tells people that we are in a "competition" to see who can get the most? uh no little girl. pretty sure you just like to stalk me and what i do; hence why i've stopped sharing personal achievements/purchases/etc with her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went grocery shopping tonightttt. ahhh that can really break ya pocketsss. well babe got it this time. but yeahhh. wow. I mean I've been knowing this but STILL, kinda makes me die a little every time. lol. but i will be making myself some English muffin sammiches in the am. and cooking good for dinner againnn.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i lost 2 lbs. yay! small amount but still. goal is 30 but blahhh. not happening no time soon. i get back in the gym tomorrow. maybe i can knock out 2 more this week? wish it would be 5 tho. just trying to be at like 15 by vacation. going shopping the day before so yeah. should be gooddd.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so i got my hair cut some weeks ago. and now i have to go every month for this conditioning treatment. blahhh. oh well. keeping it right this time. once it grows out more, i'm going to get the sides/back tapered, cut short, or whatever. i wanna try the rihanna look a bit. should be hottt. When school starts i'mma be a new chick. well, have a new look cause it's still gonna be the same old cookie &lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;did i ever mention my lil stalkerish dog to you? lol. he sure does like to follow me around. and babe too. it's crazy. he'll wake up out his sleep just to follow us. ahhh. i love that lil mutt!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;okaay im done. just things are going good now so im happy. =]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/744466778619630022-5412548107993254551?l=darling-cookie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darling-cookie.blogspot.com/feeds/5412548107993254551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=744466778619630022&amp;postID=5412548107993254551' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/744466778619630022/posts/default/5412548107993254551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/744466778619630022/posts/default/5412548107993254551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darling-cookie.blogspot.com/2009/06/shizitttt.html' title='Shizitttt'/><author><name>Cookie Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13106324507173102829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xnuh0IrzOfE/TshSBENTg6I/AAAAAAAAALQ/uSQD5V0Utdg/s220/turqcurl.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-744466778619630022.post-3419450049904724634</id><published>2009-06-26T21:15:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T21:16:45.277-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='interview'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='job'/><title type='text'>J-0-B</title><content type='html'>I gots me a new gig coming soon. Bagged it today. On the spot, 30 mins early to the interview and wowed em with my "do it all-ness" lol. Super excited bout that shht. yeaaaaaa man. i see some comfortable living in my future.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/744466778619630022-3419450049904724634?l=darling-cookie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darling-cookie.blogspot.com/feeds/3419450049904724634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=744466778619630022&amp;postID=3419450049904724634' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/744466778619630022/posts/default/3419450049904724634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/744466778619630022/posts/default/3419450049904724634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darling-cookie.blogspot.com/2009/06/j-0-b.html' title='J-0-B'/><author><name>Cookie Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13106324507173102829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xnuh0IrzOfE/TshSBENTg6I/AAAAAAAAALQ/uSQD5V0Utdg/s220/turqcurl.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-744466778619630022.post-3192607002939752106</id><published>2009-06-23T11:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T12:01:39.617-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='transformers 2'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='job'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer'/><title type='text'>so uhh yeah.</title><content type='html'>haven't posted in mad long. not that it's a big deal or anything. i twitter a lot. [cookie_michelle]. i've just been on the job search; as usual. emailing and calling people and stalking job sites. I need rent and vacation money mostly. for august. all else is pretty cool. well, i do need money to summer shop. i need those long dresses and sandals and shht. something serious. i dont have many summer clothes. BLAH. I been hitting the gym a few times a week. AND counting calories, which is no joke. that shht is hard work. anyway! Transformers 2 midnight showing tonight. well @12:15. going with babe. and then home to shower and prepare for work which i'll have to be up and ready for at 7. =x the movie is 2 hrs and 30 mins. Not getting home till like 3:30 or so. maybe a lil later.&lt;div&gt;Oh WELLS. it's an oh so necessary viewing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/744466778619630022-3192607002939752106?l=darling-cookie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darling-cookie.blogspot.com/feeds/3192607002939752106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=744466778619630022&amp;postID=3192607002939752106' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/744466778619630022/posts/default/3192607002939752106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/744466778619630022/posts/default/3192607002939752106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darling-cookie.blogspot.com/2009/06/so-uhh-yeah.html' title='so uhh yeah.'/><author><name>Cookie Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13106324507173102829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xnuh0IrzOfE/TshSBENTg6I/AAAAAAAAALQ/uSQD5V0Utdg/s220/turqcurl.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-744466778619630022.post-1669221199404784052</id><published>2009-05-27T10:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T11:02:07.192-07:00</updated><title type='text'>For Fun</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande'; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px; "&gt;&lt;div&gt;Havent posted anything in a long time. nothing has changed. still no money for eye doctors. need a new job. same ol same ol. but i wanted to just do a survey for fun.. so here&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;65 Questions You've Probably Never Been Asked...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. First thing you wash in the shower?&lt;br /&gt;-- my facel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. What color is your favorite hoodie?&lt;br /&gt;-- blue, white, yellow, and black.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Would you kiss the last person you kissed again?&lt;br /&gt;-- OF courseee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Do you plan outfits?&lt;br /&gt;-- sometimes. depends on the occasion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. How are you feeling RIGHT now?&lt;br /&gt;-- man. i'm not going to complain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande'; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Whats the closest thing to you that's red?&lt;br /&gt;-- my sofa that i'm sitting on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Tell me about the last dream you remember having?&lt;br /&gt;-- shhttt. i dont remember them usually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Did you meet anybody new today?&lt;br /&gt;-- no. aint done shht to meet anyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. What are you craving right now?&lt;br /&gt;-- nothing. but some donuts with chocolate and sprinkles would be great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Do you floss?&lt;br /&gt;-- sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. What comes to mind when I say cabbage?&lt;br /&gt;-- yummy with vinegar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Are you emotional?&lt;br /&gt;-- very! what can i do ya know, im not a heartless b*tch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Have you ever counted to 1,000?&lt;br /&gt;-- nawww.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Do you bite into your ice cream or just lick it?&lt;br /&gt;-- lick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Do you like your hair?&lt;br /&gt;-- wish it were longerrrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Do you like yourself?&lt;br /&gt;-- not my fatty tummy. but me in general i loveee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Would you go out to eat with George W. Bush?&lt;br /&gt;-- i dont think so. but i aint been faced with the situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. What are you listening to right now?&lt;br /&gt;-- Animal Cops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Are your parents strict?&lt;br /&gt;-- No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Would you go sky diving?&lt;br /&gt;-- YES! planning to on vacation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Do you like cottage cheese?&lt;br /&gt;-- yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. Have you ever met a celebrity?&lt;br /&gt;-- yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. Do you rent movies often?&lt;br /&gt;-- sometimesss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. Is there anything sparkly in the room you're in?&lt;br /&gt;-- my gold wallet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. How many countries have you visited?&lt;br /&gt;-- none. cause i didnt VISIT this one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. Have you made a prank phone call?&lt;br /&gt;-- in my younger days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. Ever been on a train?&lt;br /&gt;-- yeahh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. Brown or white eggs?&lt;br /&gt;-- eggs in general.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29.Do you have a cell-phone?&lt;br /&gt;-- DUH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. Do you use chap stick?&lt;br /&gt;-- sure dooo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. Do you own a gun?&lt;br /&gt;-- these ones on my armsss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. Can you use chop sticks?&lt;br /&gt;-- yes! i'm a beasttt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. Who are you going to be with tonight?&lt;br /&gt;-- seanyyy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. Are you too forgiving?&lt;br /&gt;-- yeah i am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. Ever been in love?&lt;br /&gt;-- yeah. here nowww.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. What is your best friend(s) doing tomorrow?&lt;br /&gt;-- one is in summer school. one chilling. all others work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. Ever have cream puffs?&lt;br /&gt;-- yeah. i friggin love themmmmm!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38. Last time you cried?&lt;br /&gt;-- last week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39. What was the last question you asked?&lt;br /&gt;-- are you at home? -- to my mommy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40. Favorite time of the year?&lt;br /&gt;-- spring, summer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41. Do you have any tattoos?&lt;br /&gt;-- yup 7. planned for 2 more this year and an addition to one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42. Are you sarcastic?&lt;br /&gt;-- sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;43. Have you ever seen The Butterfly Effect?&lt;br /&gt;-- yeah. crazy movieee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;44. Ever walked into a wall?&lt;br /&gt;-- all too often. and stands with merchandise on them at work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;45. Favorite color?&lt;br /&gt;-- LEOPARD! &amp;amp;&amp;amp;red. but i like yellow, pink, purple, and the majority of all very much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;46. Have you ever slapped someone?&lt;br /&gt;-- i have before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;47. Is your hair curly?&lt;br /&gt;-- naturally, yes. and almost completely back that way. yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;48. What was the last CD you bought?&lt;br /&gt;-- i don't buy cds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;49. Do looks matter?&lt;br /&gt;-- they do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;50. Could you ever forgive a cheater?&lt;br /&gt;-- dont think so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;51. Is your phone bill sky high?&lt;br /&gt;-- almost. i have a family plan with my mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;52. Do you like your life right now?&lt;br /&gt;-- it's definitely getting a lot better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;53. Do you sleep with the TV on?&lt;br /&gt;-- i try not to fall asleep with it on. &amp;amp;&amp;amp; if we do i often wake up to cut it off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;54. Can you handle the truth?&lt;br /&gt;-- usually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;55. Do you have good vision?&lt;br /&gt;-- not. at. all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;56. Do you hate or dislike more than 3 people?&lt;br /&gt;-- yeahh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;57. How often do you talk on the phone?&lt;br /&gt;-- everyday. but it depends on who.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;58. The last person you held hands with?&lt;br /&gt;-- probably my little cousin last week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;59. What are you wearing?&lt;br /&gt;-- khaki shorts. yellow Bumblebee tee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;60.What is your favorite animal?&lt;br /&gt;-- the Leopard. and Hinez of course. he's my baby! and Huni, she's my old baby [they're dogs].&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;61. Where was your default picture taken?&lt;br /&gt;-- at Dave and Bustersss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;62. Can you hula hoop?&lt;br /&gt;-- not at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;63. Do you have a job?&lt;br /&gt;-- yeah, and i can't stand it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;64. What was the most recent thing you bought?&lt;br /&gt;-- food im sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;65. Have you ever crawled through a window?&lt;br /&gt;-- no.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/744466778619630022-1669221199404784052?l=darling-cookie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darling-cookie.blogspot.com/feeds/1669221199404784052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=744466778619630022&amp;postID=1669221199404784052' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/744466778619630022/posts/default/1669221199404784052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/744466778619630022/posts/default/1669221199404784052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darling-cookie.blogspot.com/2009/05/for-fun.html' title='For Fun'/><author><name>Cookie Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13106324507173102829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xnuh0IrzOfE/TshSBENTg6I/AAAAAAAAALQ/uSQD5V0Utdg/s220/turqcurl.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-744466778619630022.post-7469890972531555007</id><published>2009-05-13T18:42:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T18:48:58.670-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mhmmm</title><content type='html'>Same shht, different day. What's new? I had to work today. Pretty slow. Didn't sell much. Got someone to get a credit app, thats cool. Good talk with my auntie this am before work. I think I have me a foolproof education plan in tact. Let's just say I'm gonna have bout four degrees by the time im done. And that's gonna be when im 26. I'll be done with the first next Dec tho. Hooray. Grades turned out like I calculated. 2 As 2Bs and a C. tho I was hopin for 3 Bs. =[ Oh Well. Anywayyy. I still aint got the money that the man said he was puttin in the mail sat morning. I seriously thought he was sending it this time. like im desperate. guess im reverting back to my old glasses. smh. WHY?! why the fvck do you constantly play me sonnn? I'm a dummy for believing it.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I want dreads i think. like ive thought about them before. i know the process is rough in the beginning. but like idk. i see too many nice ones around me. but im not sure. idk i think i like to change my shht up too much. maybe when i get older. it would be perfect then. i'll be an adult. settled into my life. yeah, thats cool.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i just want to be done with things and the way shht is going right now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; LORD I PRAY.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/744466778619630022-7469890972531555007?l=darling-cookie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darling-cookie.blogspot.com/feeds/7469890972531555007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=744466778619630022&amp;postID=7469890972531555007' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/744466778619630022/posts/default/7469890972531555007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/744466778619630022/posts/default/7469890972531555007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darling-cookie.blogspot.com/2009/05/mhmmm.html' title='Mhmmm'/><author><name>Cookie Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13106324507173102829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xnuh0IrzOfE/TshSBENTg6I/AAAAAAAAALQ/uSQD5V0Utdg/s220/turqcurl.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-744466778619630022.post-5524654770397885292</id><published>2009-05-07T10:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T10:36:40.846-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i wish</title><content type='html'>I have so much insight and so many thoughts I could share with the world.&lt;div&gt;i just wish i could get paid for them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i guess ill be into my bloggin much more this summer, seeing as i still only work part time and have no school.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BLAH.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Updates on me tho:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;trying to get into the gym again, but seriously need a buddy. they didnt pull thru so much this week but i hope today is different.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i need to work/work/save ASAP! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I need money for vacation and i need money to send my dog to like obedience classes/training classes or something. he is getting out of control these days. idk what's up with him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i am also on a blackberry hunt like shht. i want a curve so bad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and i cant see out my left eye. fvckin build up like shht on my contact but i have no more and my glasses prescription is old. like wtf? i need money bad. and on top of that i got bills. i kno mom aint got money to spare but wat's worse is my dad is doin that fake shht all over again. like that whoooleee imma send you money and what not and blah blah. that was LAST month. where is it? like i TOLD you 3 times i REALLY need to go to the eye doctor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Whatever tho. I kno this sounds like petty shht but it aint. my life aint ALL that rough but shht like this, the simple things like contacts and stuff i cant even get, thats sad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh well. im done for now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/744466778619630022-5524654770397885292?l=darling-cookie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darling-cookie.blogspot.com/feeds/5524654770397885292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=744466778619630022&amp;postID=5524654770397885292' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/744466778619630022/posts/default/5524654770397885292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/744466778619630022/posts/default/5524654770397885292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darling-cookie.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-wish.html' title='i wish'/><author><name>Cookie Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13106324507173102829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xnuh0IrzOfE/TshSBENTg6I/AAAAAAAAALQ/uSQD5V0Utdg/s220/turqcurl.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-744466778619630022.post-2475269496171529995</id><published>2009-05-05T19:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T19:47:54.528-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Los Angeles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='exams'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer'/><title type='text'>iT'S 0VER</title><content type='html'>yessss! it's official. I am done with my semester. AMEN!!! I only had two final exams, one today &amp;amp; one thursday. the one today was in Religions 312; i made that jank my bitchhh! and the one thursday in History 104, got cancelled, so the teacher is giving us all 100's. When babe called and told me that, i was SO excited. and then i saw it for myself and got even more exciteddd. so i think i'm looking at 2 As, 2 Bs, and a C for the semesterr. At least that's what I've calculated. but we will seeeeee. other than that. me &amp;amp; babe in here gettin right for cinco de mayoooo. lmfao. im doneeee. now time for my summer resolutions to begin!&lt;div&gt;work &amp;amp;&amp;amp; save up mas $$ for summer vacation in LA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;work out in the gym to get fit for vacation and my Victoria's Secret bathing suit i want.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;get my look right for vacation &amp;amp;&amp;amp; back to school =]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ok im outtt&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/744466778619630022-2475269496171529995?l=darling-cookie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darling-cookie.blogspot.com/feeds/2475269496171529995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=744466778619630022&amp;postID=2475269496171529995' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/744466778619630022/posts/default/2475269496171529995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/744466778619630022/posts/default/2475269496171529995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darling-cookie.blogspot.com/2009/05/its-0ver.html' title='iT&apos;S 0VER'/><author><name>Cookie Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13106324507173102829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xnuh0IrzOfE/TshSBENTg6I/AAAAAAAAALQ/uSQD5V0Utdg/s220/turqcurl.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-744466778619630022.post-1367399194774915995</id><published>2009-04-15T19:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T19:35:19.467-07:00</updated><title type='text'>woooooo</title><content type='html'>ahh yess. so my school week is almost done. i only have 3 classes rather than my 4 tomorrow. too bad i still have my 2hr 40 min one. smh. and she keeps us the WHOOOOLEEEE time. =[ [7- 940]&lt;div&gt;and tomorrow is club night. lucky for us [me and babe] our names are on the list. woot. should be a good time. first outing to the club in a looong time. well since january for me; which wasnt all that. tomorrow night i'm sure to know at least HALF of the club in there. I guess that's the good thing about knowing so many folks, at least if the club/music not poppin off, i can talk to the folks in there. babe plans to stay at the bar, needless to say i'll prolie be over there with him. yay! moving on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i was anticipating money from my father this week. it hasn't come yet. i REALLY need to get my eyes checked and get new contacts and glasses. I'm in dyer need. =x i guess i should call and/or email thoughhh. anyways. more to come by the weekend. toodles.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;PS. I am REALLY wanting some ink right now. like it's ridiculouss. i've planned out 3 more tattoos at least. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/744466778619630022-1367399194774915995?l=darling-cookie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darling-cookie.blogspot.com/feeds/1367399194774915995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=744466778619630022&amp;postID=1367399194774915995' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/744466778619630022/posts/default/1367399194774915995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/744466778619630022/posts/default/1367399194774915995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darling-cookie.blogspot.com/2009/04/woooooo.html' title='woooooo'/><author><name>Cookie Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13106324507173102829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xnuh0IrzOfE/TshSBENTg6I/AAAAAAAAALQ/uSQD5V0Utdg/s220/turqcurl.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-744466778619630022.post-9061464431681537016</id><published>2009-04-14T10:13:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T10:21:32.804-07:00</updated><title type='text'>class-less</title><content type='html'>So yeah. I'm sitting in my religions class. bored and not understanding of course. lol. but yeah, this chick just randomly snapped a pic of me? maybe she liked my hoodie. but really. i saw this orange light and now im like wat the heckk? am i being stalked? I saw the pic on her camera from a small distance. ahhh. anyway. i didnt do good on  my test in here from two weeks ago. but i did good on my big presentation i had last tuesday. a 94! go me. well go group, but yeah lol. uhhh i cant wait for thurs to be done. i dont work fridayy and i have no classs. yayyyy! anyways. im off to pay attention. toodlesss&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/744466778619630022-9061464431681537016?l=darling-cookie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darling-cookie.blogspot.com/feeds/9061464431681537016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=744466778619630022&amp;postID=9061464431681537016' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/744466778619630022/posts/default/9061464431681537016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/744466778619630022/posts/default/9061464431681537016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darling-cookie.blogspot.com/2009/04/class-less.html' title='class-less'/><author><name>Cookie Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13106324507173102829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xnuh0IrzOfE/TshSBENTg6I/AAAAAAAAALQ/uSQD5V0Utdg/s220/turqcurl.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-744466778619630022.post-7362803108464622343</id><published>2009-04-09T20:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T20:53:41.948-07:00</updated><title type='text'>come on weekend</title><content type='html'>i'm so glad this week of class is over. only 3 more real ones to go. woo hoo.&lt;div&gt;then time for more work and more play.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i have become quite the homebody; it's not all that bad though.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;speaking of homebody, we need groceries baddddd. havent been able to go to the store in quite some time. now we're basically all out of everything. so sad. so sad. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and oh! i did my own hair for the first time yesterday. like wash/roll all by myself. hahah. sad right? oh well. time to be my own woman. lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ok im off now. have to work in the morning. womp womp&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/744466778619630022-7362803108464622343?l=darling-cookie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darling-cookie.blogspot.com/feeds/7362803108464622343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=744466778619630022&amp;postID=7362803108464622343' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/744466778619630022/posts/default/7362803108464622343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/744466778619630022/posts/default/7362803108464622343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darling-cookie.blogspot.com/2009/04/come-on-weekend.html' title='come on weekend'/><author><name>Cookie Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13106324507173102829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xnuh0IrzOfE/TshSBENTg6I/AAAAAAAAALQ/uSQD5V0Utdg/s220/turqcurl.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-744466778619630022.post-6217282973824146976</id><published>2009-04-01T23:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T23:10:03.947-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Well, What can ya doooo?</title><content type='html'>So dont ask why. But Im just sitting here exhausting all of my internet options of telling the world what i'm doing. I guess I'm just taking a study break and secretly hoping that if i talk about how i am sick enough, it'll go away. worth a try huh? blah oh well. big project on tuesday that i still have mas work to do for it. suckkssss. not to mention i need to catch up on my Technical Prowess class for mass comm so i can get all my projects done. that sucks as well. anyways im off. just a quick chit chatttt&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/744466778619630022-6217282973824146976?l=darling-cookie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darling-cookie.blogspot.com/feeds/6217282973824146976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=744466778619630022&amp;postID=6217282973824146976' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/744466778619630022/posts/default/6217282973824146976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/744466778619630022/posts/default/6217282973824146976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darling-cookie.blogspot.com/2009/04/well-what-can-ya-doooo.html' title='Well, What can ya doooo?'/><author><name>Cookie Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13106324507173102829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xnuh0IrzOfE/TshSBENTg6I/AAAAAAAAALQ/uSQD5V0Utdg/s220/turqcurl.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-744466778619630022.post-4523489764510595695</id><published>2009-03-30T18:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T18:05:21.499-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Soooo. Ugh.</title><content type='html'>Hello. My name is Cookie and I need help. I need a job and I need one bad. I've been searching though. Hopefully one of the 8 people I hit up/emailed Saturday will respond to me. I also have bills to pay for. SERIOUSLY. I also need a gym membership but I need money for that as well. Blahhhhh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/744466778619630022-4523489764510595695?l=darling-cookie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darling-cookie.blogspot.com/feeds/4523489764510595695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=744466778619630022&amp;postID=4523489764510595695' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/744466778619630022/posts/default/4523489764510595695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/744466778619630022/posts/default/4523489764510595695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darling-cookie.blogspot.com/2009/03/soooo-ugh.html' title='Soooo. Ugh.'/><author><name>Cookie Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13106324507173102829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xnuh0IrzOfE/TshSBENTg6I/AAAAAAAAALQ/uSQD5V0Utdg/s220/turqcurl.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-744466778619630022.post-3821514779040038842</id><published>2009-03-21T09:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T09:57:40.916-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='celebrities'/><title type='text'>iM ADDiCTED T0 Y0U</title><content type='html'>So yeah. I have come to the realization that I'm addicted to celebrity photos. But only of certain ones. Like Kim K., Rihanna, Tyga, Pharrell, Reggie Bush, Kanye, Amber Rose, Weezy,  OBAMA!!! hahaha like idk what's up with that. I just added a lot of them to my itouch last night and i'm like talkin about a LOT of them lol. maybe it's because I want to live like them someday, or possibly cause I'm goin to LA this summer and plan to run into them all. lol. SWEEEETTTT!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/744466778619630022-3821514779040038842?l=darling-cookie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darling-cookie.blogspot.com/feeds/3821514779040038842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=744466778619630022&amp;postID=3821514779040038842' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/744466778619630022/posts/default/3821514779040038842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/744466778619630022/posts/default/3821514779040038842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darling-cookie.blogspot.com/2009/03/im-addicted-t0-y0u.html' title='iM ADDiCTED T0 Y0U'/><author><name>Cookie Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13106324507173102829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xnuh0IrzOfE/TshSBENTg6I/AAAAAAAAALQ/uSQD5V0Utdg/s220/turqcurl.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-744466778619630022.post-3413935789204060310</id><published>2009-03-18T13:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T13:19:23.031-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blackberry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Adrienne Bailon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kardashians'/><title type='text'>This is True</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1dsI_8WMIYA/ScFXI8yjyFI/AAAAAAAAAEo/wCNZj4NXw1Y/s1600-h/adriennebailon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 222px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1dsI_8WMIYA/ScFXI8yjyFI/AAAAAAAAAEo/wCNZj4NXw1Y/s320/adriennebailon.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314624846542653522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sooooooo.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was on celebrityblackberrysightings.com and saw Adrienne Bailon's picture. As you all know, she is dating Rob, the Kardashian son. lol. She is DEFINITELY starting to look like the sisters. AND THAT'S FINE. I love their show and the girls are a trip. This just mean she fits in perfectly with the familyy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/744466778619630022-3413935789204060310?l=darling-cookie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darling-cookie.blogspot.com/feeds/3413935789204060310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=744466778619630022&amp;postID=3413935789204060310' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/744466778619630022/posts/default/3413935789204060310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/744466778619630022/posts/default/3413935789204060310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darling-cookie.blogspot.com/2009/03/this-is-true.html' title='This is True'/><author><name>Cookie Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13106324507173102829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xnuh0IrzOfE/TshSBENTg6I/AAAAAAAAALQ/uSQD5V0Utdg/s220/turqcurl.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1dsI_8WMIYA/ScFXI8yjyFI/AAAAAAAAAEo/wCNZj4NXw1Y/s72-c/adriennebailon.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-744466778619630022.post-7895106031607353060</id><published>2009-03-17T10:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T10:16:21.664-07:00</updated><title type='text'>suppose to be.</title><content type='html'>i guess it wouldnt be life if things were easy.&lt;br /&gt;i struggle. i cry. i pray. but all i ask is you love me. dont hold back what you have to say because you're scared of what it may do to me. tough love is the best love. i dont know if i said something or did something or maybe something is eating away within. but things seem different. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/744466778619630022-7895106031607353060?l=darling-cookie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darling-cookie.blogspot.com/feeds/7895106031607353060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=744466778619630022&amp;postID=7895106031607353060' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/744466778619630022/posts/default/7895106031607353060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/744466778619630022/posts/default/7895106031607353060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darling-cookie.blogspot.com/2009/03/suppose-to-be.html' title='suppose to be.'/><author><name>Cookie Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13106324507173102829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xnuh0IrzOfE/TshSBENTg6I/AAAAAAAAALQ/uSQD5V0Utdg/s220/turqcurl.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-744466778619630022.post-4027956306252870367</id><published>2009-03-16T07:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T07:32:38.530-07:00</updated><title type='text'>blah</title><content type='html'>-had a pretty good weekend.&lt;div&gt;-great friday night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-late night saturday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-worked sunday. blah. need a new gig.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-did absolutely ZERO schoolwork over break last week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-bad dreams.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-prayer works !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-doctor's visit cool.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-need to get shot now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-work today. booo!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;bye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/744466778619630022-4027956306252870367?l=darling-cookie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darling-cookie.blogspot.com/feeds/4027956306252870367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=744466778619630022&amp;postID=4027956306252870367' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/744466778619630022/posts/default/4027956306252870367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/744466778619630022/posts/default/4027956306252870367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darling-cookie.blogspot.com/2009/03/blah.html' title='blah'/><author><name>Cookie Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13106324507173102829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xnuh0IrzOfE/TshSBENTg6I/AAAAAAAAALQ/uSQD5V0Utdg/s220/turqcurl.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-744466778619630022.post-8598328721270673679</id><published>2009-03-04T20:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T20:44:14.666-08:00</updated><title type='text'>i hope you slip on ice</title><content type='html'>whoever thought it decent to let UPS have an automated system can suck my dick. Fvck you UPS, and i mean that in the most un-nice, hope you choke on it type of way possible. again, they have f'd up getting me my package. and im sure its not completely their fault but i want to blame them. so i am. how the hell my address be completely right EXCEPT for the apt part. they got apt 4 rather than H. what the heck? 4 is nowhere near H on the keyboard so i know it wasnt a typo. nonetheless i had to call and get upset with the automated thing because clearly their options fail to ever have one exactly for what i need. and it constantly was like i'm sorry i didnt quite get that. no no you didnt cause i hadnt said anything yet. then i finally get through to an agent who corrects my info and says that within an hr someone will call to make sure the info is right and blah blah. i give them babe's number to call cause clearly the package i am waiting for is the replacement phone cause this one sucks azz and the jerk on ebay who sold it to me was a total liar about his product and fvck you guy i will be filing a claim with them so you wont be able to screw people over anymore. ANYWAY. they call and say they'd still be able to deliver today and what do you know. their asses aint come and hey guess what, i got a full damn day tomorrow! smh. this is blowin me so hard right now. and if they leave it i hope no one steals it. smh not that it'd do them much good. BLAH. &lt;div&gt;only good thing that happened is i enjoyed some little big planet with my sister and a chat and getting my hair done by my mom. who of course forgot my snowcream for a second day and better remember tomorrow because my mouth was set on it. gosh she makes the best snow cream. i also enjoyed some slight play time with my dog when he wasnt pissing and pooping everywhere and not sleep. i helped babe change his brakelights and i enjoyed a nap aside from the fact that i had a headache and am still plagued by it. smh. unfortunately i cant take medicine and go back to sleep because i have yet to study for my 2 pm test tomorrow which seems so far away but in reality is not because i have class starting nonstop at 11 and i like to get 7 hrs of sleep. smh. so i will assume ill study for an hr or so and then medicate and sleep and hope that tomorrow ill remember to look at the damn book for class so i wont be so lost on the test. which i need to remember to get scantrons for because i strangely need two of them for the test. one yes. but two?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i also failed again to schedule a doctor's appointment and need to do so seeing as i need to get a prescription for my shot. no babies around here quite yet. speakin of nothin quite yet, i need money. why is school trying to charge me $250 housing cancellation fee? ha not payin that. i have an issue with all they made me do just to cancel which ended up takin like 3 weeks just to get a decision. are you serious. no. anyway. that is a story all its own which i wont get into again. just i know i emailed them Last week like monday and have yet to hear back. HA! in a sidenote: i just checked school mail and received an email from accounting saying they dont offer extensions in due dates and to contact housing directly. WTF? i did and that's why i am emailing your asses. to tell you what's going on and im not paying that charge if im not suppose to. this shht is fvckin retarded, im done.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/744466778619630022-8598328721270673679?l=darling-cookie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darling-cookie.blogspot.com/feeds/8598328721270673679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=744466778619630022&amp;postID=8598328721270673679' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/744466778619630022/posts/default/8598328721270673679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/744466778619630022/posts/default/8598328721270673679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darling-cookie.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-hope-you-slip-on-ice.html' title='i hope you slip on ice'/><author><name>Cookie Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13106324507173102829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xnuh0IrzOfE/TshSBENTg6I/AAAAAAAAALQ/uSQD5V0Utdg/s220/turqcurl.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-744466778619630022.post-7986233754334083027</id><published>2009-03-02T20:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T20:07:44.432-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cookies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='snow'/><title type='text'>snowy dayyy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;made absolutely no use of my day.&lt;div&gt;i slept off and on all day on my sofa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;was online for the majority.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;made breakfast with baby.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;watched him play socom all day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;text. facebook. ipod touchin all day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;naps.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;mcdonalds. and BE KIND REWIND.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;off and on molestation from the dog.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;a late shower.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;dreams of hittin the mega millions. attempt at HW;; no luck.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;will do now. byeeee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh can someone make me these?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1dsI_8WMIYA/Says1aHGUII/AAAAAAAAAEM/5WyI_8m-kE0/s1600-h/cookie+sandwiches.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1dsI_8WMIYA/Says1aHGUII/AAAAAAAAAEM/5WyI_8m-kE0/s320/cookie+sandwiches.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308808094305112194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/744466778619630022-7986233754334083027?l=darling-cookie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darling-cookie.blogspot.com/feeds/7986233754334083027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=744466778619630022&amp;postID=7986233754334083027' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/744466778619630022/posts/default/7986233754334083027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/744466778619630022/posts/default/7986233754334083027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darling-cookie.blogspot.com/2009/03/snowy-dayyy.html' title='snowy dayyy'/><author><name>Cookie Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13106324507173102829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xnuh0IrzOfE/TshSBENTg6I/AAAAAAAAALQ/uSQD5V0Utdg/s220/turqcurl.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1dsI_8WMIYA/Says1aHGUII/AAAAAAAAAEM/5WyI_8m-kE0/s72-c/cookie+sandwiches.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-744466778619630022.post-2977011510712915598</id><published>2009-02-28T21:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-28T21:24:24.150-08:00</updated><title type='text'>life is nice</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1dsI_8WMIYA/SaoWtJUwc6I/AAAAAAAAADU/WWemZXnv86w/s1600-h/Photo+17.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1dsI_8WMIYA/SaoWtJUwc6I/AAAAAAAAADU/WWemZXnv86w/s320/Photo+17.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308080075662455714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; [wat a craazyy pic of us. i like to bite on him hahaha]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i like the PhotoBooth on Baby Mac. it's fun fun fun. lol. so im getting a new phone wednesday. well not BRAND new but a refurbished one. I can't wait for June 19th tho for my upgradeeeee. I NEED THAT SOMETHING SERIOUS. I worked a serious shift today. Quite busy and whatnot. Good for my check though as long as I get no returns. I just woke up from a nap not too long ago. i was T I Red... soo i got two new bras today yay! a new black one cause i broke the hook on my other one. and a leopard one. yay my favoriteee. my mommy got them. awww i miss her. i hadnt seen her in like over a week. she's the cutesttt. imma go over to her job monday after meeting with my partner so i can do my fafsa stuff nd chat. living on your own is a cool, but you definitely miss the little things from homee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hinez is doing good. getting better with the potty training but still have a way to gooo. he's spoiled but we workin on thattt. mommy dont play!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1dsI_8WMIYA/SaobzqVxd8I/AAAAAAAAADk/17G1vonn9Es/s1600-h/bedtime+doggie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1dsI_8WMIYA/SaobzqVxd8I/AAAAAAAAADk/17G1vonn9Es/s320/bedtime+doggie.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308085685162440642" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&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/744466778619630022-2977011510712915598?l=darling-cookie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darling-cookie.blogspot.com/feeds/2977011510712915598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=744466778619630022&amp;postID=2977011510712915598' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/744466778619630022/posts/default/2977011510712915598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/744466778619630022/posts/default/2977011510712915598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darling-cookie.blogspot.com/2009/02/life-is-nice.html' title='life is nice'/><author><name>Cookie Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13106324507173102829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xnuh0IrzOfE/TshSBENTg6I/AAAAAAAAALQ/uSQD5V0Utdg/s220/turqcurl.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1dsI_8WMIYA/SaoWtJUwc6I/AAAAAAAAADU/WWemZXnv86w/s72-c/Photo+17.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-744466778619630022.post-7592614784211287859</id><published>2009-02-27T20:21:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T20:42:34.528-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1dsI_8WMIYA/Sai8Hh-CTFI/AAAAAAAAADM/Tc8A0EGtNxI/s1600-h/st_cupcakes.jpg.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1dsI_8WMIYA/Sai8Hh-CTFI/AAAAAAAAADM/Tc8A0EGtNxI/s320/st_cupcakes.jpg.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307698998419803218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;coldstone were some geniuses with those cupcakes they had. yummmyyyyy. omg. i just ate my last one. HEAVENNNN!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but yeah. im considering cutting my hair. babe doesnt want me to. and i don't really think i want to either. i just need a beast ass flat iron and a good trim. i'll be set. cause i dont wanna stop my growing processsss. wooo sooo im off. just wanted to share that tad bit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh yeah. IN LOVE WIT MY ITOUCHHH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/744466778619630022-7592614784211287859?l=darling-cookie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darling-cookie.blogspot.com/feeds/7592614784211287859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=744466778619630022&amp;postID=7592614784211287859' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/744466778619630022/posts/default/7592614784211287859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/744466778619630022/posts/default/7592614784211287859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darling-cookie.blogspot.com/2009/02/coldstone-were-some-geniuses-with-those.html' title=''/><author><name>Cookie Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13106324507173102829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xnuh0IrzOfE/TshSBENTg6I/AAAAAAAAALQ/uSQD5V0Utdg/s220/turqcurl.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1dsI_8WMIYA/Sai8Hh-CTFI/AAAAAAAAADM/Tc8A0EGtNxI/s72-c/st_cupcakes.jpg.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-744466778619630022.post-8420162785045738306</id><published>2009-02-23T15:52:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T19:58:06.543-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spoiled'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ipod'/><title type='text'>i SHHT MYSELF! hahaha</title><content type='html'>wow! so babe DEFiNiTELY got two iPod touches tonight and I don't think i need to say for who [US!!] omg. TALK ABOUT SPOILED!! I'll do whatever he wants. I nearly crapped my pants. smh. I am in love all over again. just random ish like that makes me thankful he walked into my life.&lt;div&gt;Anyway. I have a lot of homework to do and NOW an ipod touch to play with. SHEESH!! what would i do without him?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Edit:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh, and after much waiting and unnecessary phone calls, babe finally got his two shirts i ordered for Vday! yay for that. im so addicted to this thing right now. and have a cold. smh. head hurts and need to do hw. seriously. thnks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/744466778619630022-8420162785045738306?l=darling-cookie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darling-cookie.blogspot.com/feeds/8420162785045738306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=744466778619630022&amp;postID=8420162785045738306' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/744466778619630022/posts/default/8420162785045738306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/744466778619630022/posts/default/8420162785045738306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darling-cookie.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-shht-myself-hahaha.html' title='i SHHT MYSELF! hahaha'/><author><name>Cookie Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13106324507173102829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xnuh0IrzOfE/TshSBENTg6I/AAAAAAAAALQ/uSQD5V0Utdg/s220/turqcurl.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-744466778619630022.post-364535375125347529</id><published>2009-02-22T09:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T09:59:55.912-08:00</updated><title type='text'>BLACK!</title><content type='html'>so yeah. saw this somewhere on line.&lt;div&gt;i thought it was pretty interesting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: 13px; "&gt;http://www.huffingtonpost.com/andy-ostroy/i-want-to-be-black_b_159718.html&lt;/span&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/744466778619630022-364535375125347529?l=darling-cookie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darling-cookie.blogspot.com/feeds/364535375125347529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=744466778619630022&amp;postID=364535375125347529' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/744466778619630022/posts/default/364535375125347529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/744466778619630022/posts/default/364535375125347529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darling-cookie.blogspot.com/2009/02/black.html' title='BLACK!'/><author><name>Cookie Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13106324507173102829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xnuh0IrzOfE/TshSBENTg6I/AAAAAAAAALQ/uSQD5V0Utdg/s220/turqcurl.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-744466778619630022.post-4680289609124111957</id><published>2009-02-18T20:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T20:36:43.427-08:00</updated><title type='text'>DONE</title><content type='html'>didnt get the job.&lt;div&gt;test tomorrow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;need to get blue book for test.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hate school;; too much studying.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;bye&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/744466778619630022-4680289609124111957?l=darling-cookie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darling-cookie.blogspot.com/feeds/4680289609124111957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=744466778619630022&amp;postID=4680289609124111957' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/744466778619630022/posts/default/4680289609124111957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/744466778619630022/posts/default/4680289609124111957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darling-cookie.blogspot.com/2009/02/done.html' title='DONE'/><author><name>Cookie Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13106324507173102829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xnuh0IrzOfE/TshSBENTg6I/AAAAAAAAALQ/uSQD5V0Utdg/s220/turqcurl.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-744466778619630022.post-5076086600795742059</id><published>2009-02-16T06:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T16:26:10.421-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='money'/><title type='text'>Money in the Bank!</title><content type='html'>Woot Woot heeyyyyy!&lt;div&gt;got my taxes back. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- now i can get my plain ticket for Cali this summer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;got a data plan for my phone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- unlimited mobile web now and email and shht lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;today is monday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- that means i go to work at 130. booo!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yesterday i had to meet with my partner for Masc 204 work.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OMG. for like 2 1/2 hrs. too much work. lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyways. off to find food. yumm!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1dsI_8WMIYA/SZmBe3_DtYI/AAAAAAAAACM/9JWEuV_ioHY/s320/Photo+2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303412403629962626" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;update: so i TRIED to call the peopl back about my interview, like called the number they called me from, no luck. it was like an automated thing that just gives you directory listings. so gay. and found out my job i have now is goin to open sales, which means no commission which means blah pay. more blah than now. hahaha. i must escape A S A P. on a lighter note, well actually i have no lighter note. lol. tata for now&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/744466778619630022-5076086600795742059?l=darling-cookie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darling-cookie.blogspot.com/feeds/5076086600795742059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=744466778619630022&amp;postID=5076086600795742059' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/744466778619630022/posts/default/5076086600795742059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/744466778619630022/posts/default/5076086600795742059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darling-cookie.blogspot.com/2009/02/money-in-bank.html' title='Money in the Bank!'/><author><name>Cookie Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13106324507173102829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xnuh0IrzOfE/TshSBENTg6I/AAAAAAAAALQ/uSQD5V0Utdg/s220/turqcurl.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1dsI_8WMIYA/SZmBe3_DtYI/AAAAAAAAACM/9JWEuV_ioHY/s72-c/Photo+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-744466778619630022.post-7879642369964582065</id><published>2009-02-14T15:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T15:51:52.499-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='valentine&apos;s day'/><title type='text'>HAPPY VALENTINE'S DAY TO ME!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1dsI_8WMIYA/SZdZAwx5QtI/AAAAAAAAACE/2iVUsGAn5qc/s1600-h/Vday+gifts+09.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1dsI_8WMIYA/SZdZAwx5QtI/AAAAAAAAACE/2iVUsGAn5qc/s320/Vday+gifts+09.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302804955881095890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to you all too!&lt;div&gt;Babe came through in the clutch with the gifts! I had no idea lol. I was at work. And when he came to pick me up, I had 4 Betseyville bags waiting and my favorite Ferrero Rocher Candy. YUMMY! How sweet. And he bought me this diet book i wanted. lol. Must get into shape soon b4 Cali trip gets here. only thing i didnt get were my Coldstone cupackes. They were out of stock. HOW SUCKY! Anyhoot, sure I can get them later. You all comment and tell me what you got!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;3333&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/744466778619630022-7879642369964582065?l=darling-cookie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darling-cookie.blogspot.com/feeds/7879642369964582065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=744466778619630022&amp;postID=7879642369964582065' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/744466778619630022/posts/default/7879642369964582065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/744466778619630022/posts/default/7879642369964582065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darling-cookie.blogspot.com/2009/02/happy-valentines-day-to-me.html' title='HAPPY VALENTINE&apos;S DAY TO ME!'/><author><name>Cookie Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13106324507173102829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xnuh0IrzOfE/TshSBENTg6I/AAAAAAAAALQ/uSQD5V0Utdg/s220/turqcurl.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1dsI_8WMIYA/SZdZAwx5QtI/AAAAAAAAACE/2iVUsGAn5qc/s72-c/Vday+gifts+09.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-744466778619630022.post-8036963067724954847</id><published>2009-02-13T19:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T19:19:44.088-08:00</updated><title type='text'>well shht</title><content type='html'>wouldnt you fvckin know. finally got my phone today and missed the damn shirts for babe again! and then the damn people aint even call to arrange pick up. like wtf? thnks.&lt;div&gt;anyway. the phone? wow yeah. pretty nice condition. but it aint hold charge today. like c'mon. tricked me. and of course no return to that sender. oh well. i just ordered a new battery. better hope that's all it is.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyhoots. Vday not gonna turn out like i expected. sheeeesh. next time i wont expect much so it wont be any letdowns. all in all, im ok. mood is cool and yeah. talk/update tomorrow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/744466778619630022-8036963067724954847?l=darling-cookie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darling-cookie.blogspot.com/feeds/8036963067724954847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=744466778619630022&amp;postID=8036963067724954847' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/744466778619630022/posts/default/8036963067724954847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/744466778619630022/posts/default/8036963067724954847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darling-cookie.blogspot.com/2009/02/well-shht.html' title='well shht'/><author><name>Cookie Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13106324507173102829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xnuh0IrzOfE/TshSBENTg6I/AAAAAAAAALQ/uSQD5V0Utdg/s220/turqcurl.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-744466778619630022.post-5786759028311812450</id><published>2009-02-12T21:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T21:49:43.782-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='valentine&apos;s day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ever wonder why things are the way they are? or why you encounter the things you do?&lt;div&gt;i find myself doin that all too often and somehow ease myself by saying everything happens for a reason. faith can take you a long way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anybody doin anything extravagant for Vday?! I'm spending it wit babe and our baby Hinez at home lol. good ol homecooked meal from here. possible movie rental. and im SURE he didnt forget my cupcakes from Coldstone that i wanted as a gift. smh. they just look so good. i want flowers too. and a card that i know ill never get cause he dont do them. lol. he doesnt even keep ones i give lmfao. its ok tho. i just like the idea of them so i gets em still. STILL waiting on my phone to get here. and i think his present came today, like right after i dipped for class cause he locked his keys in his car but had class so i was being the great gf i am an goin to wait at it for the people to come rob me for some money and unlock it for him/us lol. and i missed gettin his gift!!!! sucks. oh well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;he's reading. i know he wants a blogger. he's not fooling anyone. hahaha hi babe. i see u readin this. oh. can anyone give me good mega millions numbers? i promise ill give you like some money if i win. like a million. cause i want to donate a lot to church and our family. and pay for some more ish i need to handle. lol. anyhoots. just wanted to update. im off to go like look at some ish online.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and wow he DEFINITELY pressed some buttons and almost lost this entry. i woulda punched him in the throat and took his wallet and went to mcdonald's to make myself feel better cause i rather eat than retype. lmfao! COMFORT FOOD! Hollerrrrr&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/744466778619630022-5786759028311812450?l=darling-cookie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darling-cookie.blogspot.com/feeds/5786759028311812450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=744466778619630022&amp;postID=5786759028311812450' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/744466778619630022/posts/default/5786759028311812450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/744466778619630022/posts/default/5786759028311812450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darling-cookie.blogspot.com/2009/02/ever-wonder-why-things-are-way-they-are.html' title=''/><author><name>Cookie Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13106324507173102829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xnuh0IrzOfE/TshSBENTg6I/AAAAAAAAALQ/uSQD5V0Utdg/s220/turqcurl.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-744466778619630022.post-8949471132970836769</id><published>2009-02-10T19:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T19:54:37.797-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='puppy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>I'm a Mommy</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;yes tis trueeeeee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;we are a complete family now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;here is my baby =]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1dsI_8WMIYA/SZJLEuja3hI/AAAAAAAAABk/YA12_5QUJUY/s320/bedtime+doggie.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301382255956647442" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1dsI_8WMIYA/SZJLxVVLzdI/AAAAAAAAAB8/s_oXixD0n20/s320/laptop+doggie.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301383022280166866" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1dsI_8WMIYA/SZJLeTP9k6I/AAAAAAAAAB0/kpZ7zy5cgBs/s320/food+doggie.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301382695303877538" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/744466778619630022-8949471132970836769?l=darling-cookie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darling-cookie.blogspot.com/feeds/8949471132970836769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=744466778619630022&amp;postID=8949471132970836769' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/744466778619630022/posts/default/8949471132970836769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/744466778619630022/posts/default/8949471132970836769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darling-cookie.blogspot.com/2009/02/im-mommy.html' title='I&apos;m a Mommy'/><author><name>Cookie Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13106324507173102829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xnuh0IrzOfE/TshSBENTg6I/AAAAAAAAALQ/uSQD5V0Utdg/s220/turqcurl.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1dsI_8WMIYA/SZJLEuja3hI/AAAAAAAAABk/YA12_5QUJUY/s72-c/bedtime+doggie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-744466778619630022.post-1672498907479423117</id><published>2009-02-06T16:22:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T16:22:39.657-08:00</updated><title type='text'>at the NERD concert =]</title><content type='html'>at the NERD concert =]&lt;br&gt;[X]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/744466778619630022-1672498907479423117?l=darling-cookie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darling-cookie.blogspot.com/feeds/1672498907479423117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=744466778619630022&amp;postID=1672498907479423117' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/744466778619630022/posts/default/1672498907479423117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/744466778619630022/posts/default/1672498907479423117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darling-cookie.blogspot.com/2009/02/at-nerd-concert.html' title='at the NERD concert =]'/><author><name>Cookie Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13106324507173102829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xnuh0IrzOfE/TshSBENTg6I/AAAAAAAAALQ/uSQD5V0Utdg/s220/turqcurl.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-744466778619630022.post-8055207533040950866</id><published>2009-02-04T21:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T21:58:08.077-08:00</updated><title type='text'>WELL I dont like youu</title><content type='html'>SO yeah. I wrote a nice blog from my phone to email here, cause you know you can do that, and wtf?! that jank was like i couldnt send enhanced text messages to email?! there wasnt any kind of enhancement. just letters and words. i was bloggin because i was quite annoyed with the atmosphere on the dang bus. and then it made me realize how easily i get annoyed by people. which sucks cause i like people. smh, anyway. i was trying to walk to my seat and these two girls were just like standing in the way. they were talking to the driver but come on. like mad people trying to get on and we got to stop and wait for you to move your butt down the aisle some so we can go around you. uh no just move. or talk off the bus. and then one of them had the most annoying high pitched voice. like omg. you just need to text everything cause you sound ridiculous. sorry like i know you can't help it. but not only do you sound weird, you want to carry on a conversation about your personal life. just stop. which brings me to the fact that i HATE when im on the bus and someone is on the phone being loud or not realizing "hey im on the bus let me whisper or speak quietly" and is talkin about some stuff they need to keep to themselves or like have off the bus. like girl behind me was on the cellphone being looouddd. now i kno all about what she doin AND her friends' business that she need to keep to herself. like how one boy tryin to pledge but doin it illegally kinda cause he on academic probation or some ish. like wth? dont tell his business to another person! anyway. im done. just needed to share that from tuesday.&lt;div&gt;had my interview today, wed, i think it went well. hope they call me cause i want it something serious. =] thank god he allowed me the opportunity to get the interview. prayer does work people. but be consistent.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/744466778619630022-8055207533040950866?l=darling-cookie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darling-cookie.blogspot.com/feeds/8055207533040950866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=744466778619630022&amp;postID=8055207533040950866' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/744466778619630022/posts/default/8055207533040950866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/744466778619630022/posts/default/8055207533040950866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darling-cookie.blogspot.com/2009/02/well-i-dont-like-youu.html' title='WELL I dont like youu'/><author><name>Cookie Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13106324507173102829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xnuh0IrzOfE/TshSBENTg6I/AAAAAAAAALQ/uSQD5V0Utdg/s220/turqcurl.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-744466778619630022.post-3132046099163154196</id><published>2009-02-01T07:08:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T07:11:02.504-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vending machines'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='costumes'/><title type='text'>How Random</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://graphics8.nytimes.com/images/2007/10/20/world/20japan.xlarge1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 600px; height: 360px;" src="http://graphics8.nytimes.com/images/2007/10/20/world/20japan.xlarge1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good ol Japan =] how i can't wait to visit. Apparently they have costumes like these available to the public to wear to hide from possible assailants. Even though they have a relatively low crime rate. Caught this from the New York Times site. lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/744466778619630022-3132046099163154196?l=darling-cookie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darling-cookie.blogspot.com/feeds/3132046099163154196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=744466778619630022&amp;postID=3132046099163154196' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/744466778619630022/posts/default/3132046099163154196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/744466778619630022/posts/default/3132046099163154196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darling-cookie.blogspot.com/2009/02/how-random.html' title='How Random'/><author><name>Cookie Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13106324507173102829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xnuh0IrzOfE/TshSBENTg6I/AAAAAAAAALQ/uSQD5V0Utdg/s220/turqcurl.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-744466778619630022.post-577305700977669554</id><published>2009-01-31T20:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T20:49:43.983-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='neighbors'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='singing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='macbook'/><title type='text'>toesiesss</title><content type='html'>argh! my toes are so cold right now. but i dont want to put socks on in case i fall asleep. i cant stand to sleep with socks on. i feel so restricted lol. anyhoot!&lt;div&gt;so im just sittin on the sofa. preparing for a long day tomorrow. it's superbowl! not to mention i got a lot of homework i need to do. me and the mister were out today for about 4 to 5 hours. we got a phone for the place and a system for the tv. now it makes plenty of noise that i can use against the neighbors who play their music ridiculously loud everyday around the same time. smh. i know i should have asked them to turn it down. but you never know with some people. we got home and cleaned the place up. he vacuumed and whatnot. i cleaned our room. he was trying to wash the dishes but tell me why they damn knob just basically exploded off and now the water wont cut off. we called maintenance 2 hrs ago. the emergency line. smh. WHERE ARE THEY?! of course we would be in the unit no one had occupied for a whiiile. the mail lady had told us no one had been here for a while. well imma need them to pretend like people were still here and come tend to us ASAP. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;on a much lighter note, i scored myself an interview for wednesday at our school's help desk. hope i can get that job. need it baaaddd. babe has got to teach me everything he knowssss. [seeing as it's what he does for a living] i also went to pay my dentist bill, that i didnt expect to come... but the lady told me to wait to pay it because i had a credit on there and she aint want me to pay and then have to wait for a refund.. lord knows how me an gettin refunds dont get down at first. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;moving on. we went to his little sister's talent show last night and she sang Corrine Bailey Rae's song Like a Bird. OMG! that little girl/young teen has a voice on her. sheee can siiing =] i was so proud. and the other acts. smh. one boy was killing that electric guitar tho. one dude was a beeeast at juggling. and some of the girls looked like prostitutes. smh. they start soo young. anywayyyy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i will close by saying;; i love Baby Mac [aka my macbook] and i am going to get a leopard skin for herrr. and a new phone off of ebay still. =]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/744466778619630022-577305700977669554?l=darling-cookie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darling-cookie.blogspot.com/feeds/577305700977669554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=744466778619630022&amp;postID=577305700977669554' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/744466778619630022/posts/default/577305700977669554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/744466778619630022/posts/default/577305700977669554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darling-cookie.blogspot.com/2009/01/toesiesss.html' title='toesiesss'/><author><name>Cookie Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13106324507173102829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xnuh0IrzOfE/TshSBENTg6I/AAAAAAAAALQ/uSQD5V0Utdg/s220/turqcurl.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-744466778619630022.post-6140108848609289708</id><published>2009-01-29T14:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T14:13:59.647-08:00</updated><title type='text'>MACBOOKY!</title><content type='html'>yay! so I am a proud MacBook owner now.&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1dsI_8WMIYA/SYIp8ZZ8MyI/AAAAAAAAABU/kO22oKcShlc/s320/macbooky.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296842229329703714" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;I call  her Baby Mac! I looooove it. Im still trying to figure everything out though. I want one of those skin things for it, but i want a leopard one. can someone point me in the right direction?&lt;div&gt;Moving on. Atlanta was this past weekend. It was okay, but I couldn't wait til I got home. I definitely missed my better half seanypoo! i knew I would but i believe i did more than i thought. We did make our way into a 21 and up club. lol. tho we have months before we can add that one to our two.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;superbowl sunday! cant wait. im anxious to see my boo Hines Ward. hehehe. don't tell babe tho. =x I think that these girls he knew before i came into the pic pop up just to make me mad. like you aint never talked to his ass before [well not regularly or even to my knowledge at all] but now you wanna put the number to use? uhhh no. go away. but i can't be mad. cause he met em before me. but let a b*tch try something, I'll cut her ass. smh. i ain't concerned about him, but we all know a lot of females are trifling, and say some shht, sly remarks that in turn, end up being quite disrespectful to us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;again, moving on. school is keeping me quite busy. hence why i haven't blogged. so here i am now, suppose to be napping before my 7 o clock class. smh. im going. just wanted to update a lil&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/744466778619630022-6140108848609289708?l=darling-cookie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darling-cookie.blogspot.com/feeds/6140108848609289708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=744466778619630022&amp;postID=6140108848609289708' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/744466778619630022/posts/default/6140108848609289708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/744466778619630022/posts/default/6140108848609289708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darling-cookie.blogspot.com/2009/01/macbooky.html' title='MACBOOKY!'/><author><name>Cookie Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13106324507173102829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xnuh0IrzOfE/TshSBENTg6I/AAAAAAAAALQ/uSQD5V0Utdg/s220/turqcurl.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1dsI_8WMIYA/SYIp8ZZ8MyI/AAAAAAAAABU/kO22oKcShlc/s72-c/macbooky.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-744466778619630022.post-8930911481092667372</id><published>2009-01-19T19:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T19:49:35.056-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video games'/><title type='text'>LITTLE BIG PRESIDENT</title><content type='html'>I am soon to have a Macbook. woo hooo. and only have to pay about 400 for my share of it. thank you jesus! i'm still waiting on my money to get deposited into my account. I need a few school books ASAP! like tomorrow. lol. So if it is in tomorrow, i'm going to cop those.&lt;br /&gt;but oh man. Inauguration tomorrow! wow. and in one of my classes we're watching it and in the other he's cancelling class because some of us will be there or in the lab watchin it but he's allowing us to watch it at home. YAY! it's gonna be hectic tomorrow. plenty of traffic probably, even tho it's in DC. i am definitely sad that i wasnt able to get tickets. wanted to be there. but nonetheless;; my vote helped him get in. GO OBAMA! Rockin my obama tee tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;WOW so I am such a fan of LBP [little big planet] as you can tell from previous posts. well you can make your own levels on there too! and i did that today for the second time. it took too many hours for me to make that rinky dink level. smh and i just sit and play all the ones from other people and be jealous because they really are quite intricate. i can only imagine the ENTIRE day or DAYS they used to make it. * i just got a genius idea for a level!! omg. save the president! omg i can have obama riding in a like blacked out ride and ish, smh. wow. such a fan. I would be like secret serviceeeee! woot woot.&lt;br /&gt;anyways. my knee is healing nicely and yet i still bang it up sometimes on like the table or a chair or something totally random. wish it had never happened. and this weekend im goin to ATL for the battle of the bands. pretty excited. haven't been out in a while or to an event like that. i soooo miss marching band. =[ hope babe will be okay here alone. lol. sure he will. he has his SOCOM to play. but i'll be leaving him thursday and not coming back until sunday. needless to say i havent been without seeing him for more than a day and a half at a time in a VERY long time. smh. call me a loser if you want.&lt;br /&gt;anyways. i'm off. have much more to say but ill save it for laterrrr&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/744466778619630022-8930911481092667372?l=darling-cookie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darling-cookie.blogspot.com/feeds/8930911481092667372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=744466778619630022&amp;postID=8930911481092667372' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/744466778619630022/posts/default/8930911481092667372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/744466778619630022/posts/default/8930911481092667372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darling-cookie.blogspot.com/2009/01/little-big-president.html' title='LITTLE BIG PRESIDENT'/><author><name>Cookie Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13106324507173102829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xnuh0IrzOfE/TshSBENTg6I/AAAAAAAAALQ/uSQD5V0Utdg/s220/turqcurl.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-744466778619630022.post-8405625320318641386</id><published>2009-01-17T19:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T19:26:13.750-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What a Day.</title><content type='html'>So yeah. Got to sleep in laaaate! Joy. And when I woke up, I fixed breakfast for us. We sat around for the longest time just playing video games. I lost my phone in the sofa somewhere last night and didn't get it back til this morning. It was dead so when I charged it all these texts came in and one was from a girl i work with. she randomly was like so-n-so didnt come in. i was like uhhhhh ok? so it's like an hour later im like maybe she just late. she goes she still not here. i was like sorry buddy cant help you there. then she's like she's leaving at 1 or whatever cause she won't feeling well. the other girl came in and called me and was like yeah shorty girl never showed up, could i come in from like 4 - 7 or something. NO. One i'm here at my place and got to come down to work tomorrow too. but i had a few things to take care of. but not even that cause i could have possibly covered, if i was aware of the time lol. but still my thing is this, i asked our manager/supervisor for hours on sat. and i didnt get them.  guess you aint need me? but yet this same girl has not come twice already whether she just aint show or called in or something. been there a couple of months and getting more hours than me. i'm working on my 3rd year and have only called out twice. once in 06 or 07 cause i was stranded at college with no ride and the second was recently when i fell and jacked my knee all up and even then i took proof from the doctor people that they saw me that day for that! or if i worse comes to worse i switch shifts with someone. so i mean like come on. not to say people can't call in. but they have been pretty close in time and even the manager said something about it to me b4. like this her second time not coming. and like when closing girl came in to relieve the one who opemed, she was like the girl said she had called or whatever. how true that is i dont know because apparently the people in hr or whatever aint let the ones on the floor know. otherwise they would have been prepared. smh. anywhoooo. this may not seem problematic to you all but i guess what i'm tryin to get at is yes i may need hours but why not give them to the dependable been there the longest one when i say i can work? rather than wait til you need me cause the person you gave them to doesn't show? it's kinda hard for me to just drop my plans all of a sudden. moving on&lt;br /&gt;how the hell does a library book break?! wtf? i have this mini proj assignment type thing to do for my class on tues which requires me finding an ad and scanning and printing a copy to bring to class. so i went to the library. in there about an hour searching and what not. find the perfect one, take iit to the scanner to get my copy and what do you know? out of order. go to the other one on 3rd floor and it says i dont have enough funds. smh. so i check it out and babe and i leave to go get food and go home. the damn book falls in the floor in the car and breaks! well tears. WHATEVER. it was a hardback book. and either it's old or it's cold. smh. it had to have fallen just right on the corner cause the front cover breaks away from the binding and the back is beginning too. but all the pages are intact. smh. i don't need them to charge me for this too!! shht happens. blah. i'm just frustrated that the most random things happen to me. RANDOM AS HELL.&lt;br /&gt;i still have more work to do that requires outside research and i havent done that either. at least it's about a restaurant. i'm going and gonna get a nice meal and ask them all sorts of questions. and wow yeah. idk wat else to say. my mind is so everywhere right now. babe bought me McDonald's to cheer me up. HAHAHAHA. Sad right? he must know food makes me happy.&lt;br /&gt;I had some good points today though. my sister came over and chilled for a while. just us and our sisters. how family-like. i got some partial work done for school. guess that's better than none. i did tho hit my messed up knee a few times. that sucked. =x&lt;br /&gt;man. and i figured out how im splittin my refund money from school. basically half for rent and the rest goes to bills, laptop stuff, my phone off ebay, and I AM GETTING A DAMN BETSEY JOHNSON OVERNIGHT BAG/WEEKENDER. i think i deserve it. and something for babe. cause he deserves it tooo.&lt;br /&gt;ok im down now. gonna watch him play socom and rub my knee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/744466778619630022-8405625320318641386?l=darling-cookie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darling-cookie.blogspot.com/feeds/8405625320318641386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=744466778619630022&amp;postID=8405625320318641386' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/744466778619630022/posts/default/8405625320318641386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/744466778619630022/posts/default/8405625320318641386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darling-cookie.blogspot.com/2009/01/what-day.html' title='What a Day.'/><author><name>Cookie Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13106324507173102829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xnuh0IrzOfE/TshSBENTg6I/AAAAAAAAALQ/uSQD5V0Utdg/s220/turqcurl.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-744466778619630022.post-270503022366483896</id><published>2009-01-16T20:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T20:28:04.253-08:00</updated><title type='text'>And Again</title><content type='html'>Ahhh I'm killin it in the kitchen.&lt;br /&gt;And I'm definitely meaning to toot my own horn. SMH. I never cooked before until last year. And that was because I made like some spaghetti and hamburger helper. But yoooo, I put it down on some barbecued chicken tonight. [DIDSZ! I'll cook for you definitely. As long as I got groceries =) ] Wooo hooo. Babe's lil sister stayed with us tonight. So of course we killed it on some LBPeezy [Little Big Planet]. We got our sexy sofa up in this piece too! yay for that. it's so homeyyyy now.&lt;br /&gt;AND school FINALLY got my money right. YES! no more concerns and beggin my love for his bucks. hahaha. School books here I come. And software/programs from my laptop when i get that. new phone again. rent! bills! pay for ish for my &lt;3 since he always look out for me. smh. im like soooooooo happy. very very very thankful. i couldn't get over it. the power of prayer. and persistence. cause i stayed on them about my bill and what not.&lt;br /&gt;smh... YESSSSSSSSSS&lt;br /&gt;okay. i'm off.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/744466778619630022-270503022366483896?l=darling-cookie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darling-cookie.blogspot.com/feeds/270503022366483896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=744466778619630022&amp;postID=270503022366483896' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/744466778619630022/posts/default/270503022366483896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/744466778619630022/posts/default/270503022366483896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darling-cookie.blogspot.com/2009/01/and-again.html' title='And Again'/><author><name>Cookie Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13106324507173102829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xnuh0IrzOfE/TshSBENTg6I/AAAAAAAAALQ/uSQD5V0Utdg/s220/turqcurl.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-744466778619630022.post-3779624979299427539</id><published>2009-01-15T19:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T19:21:22.203-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I guess I'm not as cooking illiterate as i thought!! Since moving, I have whipped up quite a few tasty meals. Last night was steak and potatoes!!! yummmmmmm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and tonight =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1dsI_8WMIYA/SW_79F2UQ3I/AAAAAAAAAA4/4ZWDczlc9Fo/s1600-h/S7300275.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291725114144211826" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1dsI_8WMIYA/SW_79F2UQ3I/AAAAAAAAAA4/4ZWDczlc9Fo/s320/S7300275.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;salad. noodles covered with chicken i fixed in the skillet, seasoned with some parmesean herb seasoning and parmesean sauce topped with an italian mix of shredded cheese. woot woot!&lt;br /&gt;anyhoot!  now i'mma have a class with babe. how exciting =] dropping my hist 104 that's at 930 so i can take it at 7. teacher seems a lot nicer and easier.&lt;br /&gt;well im offffff;; work in the am  and i wanna hit up some little big planetttt&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/744466778619630022-3779624979299427539?l=darling-cookie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darling-cookie.blogspot.com/feeds/3779624979299427539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=744466778619630022&amp;postID=3779624979299427539' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/744466778619630022/posts/default/3779624979299427539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/744466778619630022/posts/default/3779624979299427539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darling-cookie.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-guess-im-not-as-cooking-illiterate-as.html' title=''/><author><name>Cookie Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13106324507173102829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xnuh0IrzOfE/TshSBENTg6I/AAAAAAAAALQ/uSQD5V0Utdg/s220/turqcurl.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1dsI_8WMIYA/SW_79F2UQ3I/AAAAAAAAAA4/4ZWDczlc9Fo/s72-c/S7300275.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-744466778619630022.post-5569719571020445837</id><published>2009-01-14T21:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T21:44:15.931-08:00</updated><title type='text'>UNBELIEVE-able</title><content type='html'>WOW. So It's still very official that I am addicted to the internet;; well these damn social community sites. Good reads tho. Anyhoooo.&lt;br /&gt;So after my first day of class [yesterday] my 11-1215 Masc 204 teacher warned me that having a MAC would be necessary for me and my future in Creative Advertising. WTF?! Don't get me wrong, I wanted a MAC before but your typical PC was always so much more affordable. And with mine dying on me before the summer of last year, it was high time i needed one. Luckily, the Sony Vaio I kept seeing stayed out of stock just when my aunt was ready to get it [it was pretty cheap to be a Vaio]. So I'm definitely glad I got a confirmation from my teacher about needing the MAC. My friend had mentioned it before and was saying how much it was running her to get it all programmed and what not. HA! So I've settled on a basic Macbook that's running me 949. Gonna get the 3 yr protection plan for 183. and yeah. that's what my aunts will be puttin in on since one is charging it to her card, and i'll be paying monthly on it. THEN, i still need microsoft office for it. which i've seen the 2008 Mac version Media Edition on eBAY for a pretty affordable price. then, all the programs I need for when I get into my later Creative Advertising classes will be costing bank. luckily i can get the hook up with my teacher. THANK YOU! So now that I know what I'll be doing with the laptop situation, I'm not to stressed anymore. Plus I'm not in too much of a rush since i dont necessarily need it for any of my 3 masc classes now. one of my classes is in our MAC lab so I'm gonna be getting very familiar with it.&lt;br /&gt;Moving on;; school STILL need to update my damn account. If it has been, they ain't contacted me!! smh. i need that money. ONE- for books. TWO- for our place. THREE- this macbook. and FOUR- I still want a damn phone. a new one anyway. smh. not that i NEED it but i'd like to treat myself to something new.&lt;br /&gt;anyhow. we get our sofa friday.. WOOT WOOT. No more lawn chairs. lmfao. tho they are very comfy. our place is almost 100% pulled together. still need to put things away but we're getting there. no extra time with school starting back up and work. not that im getting many hours. i applied for some more jobs. and a paid intern with Media General. Hope they call me. I NEED A JOB SERIOUSLY. Buuuut let me not dwell on the negative. I'm more than likely getting my school books from the library until I get money to order them off of eBAY and Amazon and Chegg.com. Like class starts for me at 9:30 in the am. Basically 9 hours from now. I have to read for one class and do some quick HW for another. hopefully I get it done. I want to start off on the right foot. I did good last semester, apparently not as much as I should have. BUT WHATEVER. This one will be better;; I HOPE.&lt;br /&gt;I'm off to bed tho. I kno I wrote wayyy too much&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/744466778619630022-5569719571020445837?l=darling-cookie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darling-cookie.blogspot.com/feeds/5569719571020445837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=744466778619630022&amp;postID=5569719571020445837' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/744466778619630022/posts/default/5569719571020445837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/744466778619630022/posts/default/5569719571020445837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darling-cookie.blogspot.com/2009/01/unbelieve-able.html' title='UNBELIEVE-able'/><author><name>Cookie Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13106324507173102829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xnuh0IrzOfE/TshSBENTg6I/AAAAAAAAALQ/uSQD5V0Utdg/s220/turqcurl.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-744466778619630022.post-5453519521786072651</id><published>2009-01-12T16:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T16:34:20.122-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Long Time.... Eh?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;OMG! It has been so long. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;So yeah. Living on your own is pretty cool. And I decided it was time for a blog about my early experiences. Well actually, I'm in the library at school because Comcast was f'in with us so we won't have our Verizon internet until monday. Boooo! Anyhooooo.&lt;br /&gt;We had a problem with our kitchen sink and what not that took a few days to get fixed. It caused a leak under our carpet which messed our floor up some. SMH. The cause= some neighbors. Pouring grease down the sink. How I love my black people. YOU KNOW BETTER. SMH. Not only that. There is a slight problem with our gas stove cause you can smell it. Need to get that handled. Other than that, it's all good. Decorated nicely and is our home sweet home.&lt;br /&gt;Now we bought REAL groceries for the first time yesterday. spent a whopping 111. lol. got some good ish though. oh how i'll enjoy home cooked meals of my own. Still need a job though. We not married yet. He can't be supporting me forever lol. but it's all good. I handle things when I got my bank roll!&lt;br /&gt;Oh and classes start for me tomorrow. these hooligans STILL aint took housing off my bill so my financial aid went through to pay for that INSTEAD of tuition. how unbelievable. They shall get call number 3 from me tomorrow. It's priority. And I'm having some slight issues with my job. They cut hours and now talkin about cutting people who slacking on getting credit. I'm not about to butcher someone to get a damn credit card with us. are you serious?! no one can handle that shht right now. that's RIDICULOUS to judge me on  that. I'm a damn good associate. Get your shht together people. Anyway.&lt;br /&gt;Grrr I fell on the sidewalk a week ago in the rain on the metal grate and f'd my knee all up. it's still sore and healing but better than when i was limping everywhere. womp womp. [may have wrote about it before. its been that long that i dont remember]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye bye&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/744466778619630022-5453519521786072651?l=darling-cookie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darling-cookie.blogspot.com/feeds/5453519521786072651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=744466778619630022&amp;postID=5453519521786072651' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/744466778619630022/posts/default/5453519521786072651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/744466778619630022/posts/default/5453519521786072651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darling-cookie.blogspot.com/2009/01/long-time-eh.html' title='Long Time.... Eh?'/><author><name>Cookie Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13106324507173102829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xnuh0IrzOfE/TshSBENTg6I/AAAAAAAAALQ/uSQD5V0Utdg/s220/turqcurl.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-744466778619630022.post-4116669884413103677</id><published>2009-01-01T20:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T20:43:04.805-08:00</updated><title type='text'>YAY</title><content type='html'>guess who has their own place now.&lt;br /&gt;Me &amp;amp; Babe do. yay! Yesterday we went and signed the lease and all. Got our keys. We are on our own now! His mom aka my other mother bought us quite a few things. My mom got us some stuff too. This weekend we are on a mission to get a futon, desk, and a few other things. omg. I am just overly excited.&lt;br /&gt;We went to his friend's place yesterday for new year's. it was cool. i think we'll be going up there often. and they'll be visiting often lol.&lt;br /&gt;anyhooooo God couldn't have blessed me better for a great 08 ending and a great 09 beginning.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/744466778619630022-4116669884413103677?l=darling-cookie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darling-cookie.blogspot.com/feeds/4116669884413103677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=744466778619630022&amp;postID=4116669884413103677' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/744466778619630022/posts/default/4116669884413103677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/744466778619630022/posts/default/4116669884413103677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darling-cookie.blogspot.com/2009/01/yay.html' title='YAY'/><author><name>Cookie Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13106324507173102829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xnuh0IrzOfE/TshSBENTg6I/AAAAAAAAALQ/uSQD5V0Utdg/s220/turqcurl.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-744466778619630022.post-1843260036574407633</id><published>2008-12-30T13:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T13:41:26.185-08:00</updated><title type='text'>WOW</title><content type='html'>so it's dec 30.&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow is the last day of 08.&lt;br /&gt;i have had too many ups and downs this year.&lt;br /&gt;from being financially bound and held back to being overly emotional due to stresses of life. i'd love to recap all the things the year has brought to me, but the bad part is i cant. honestly, if i tried, i wouldn't be able to remember half the shht that has happened. maybe tomorrow i'll talk about the major milestones of 2008.&lt;br /&gt;right now. i'm just randomly blogging, had nothing specific. just being thankful for the goodness of GOD and the blessings he has presented me with since Jan 1, 2008. and needless to say, it has been MANY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/744466778619630022-1843260036574407633?l=darling-cookie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darling-cookie.blogspot.com/feeds/1843260036574407633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=744466778619630022&amp;postID=1843260036574407633' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/744466778619630022/posts/default/1843260036574407633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/744466778619630022/posts/default/1843260036574407633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darling-cookie.blogspot.com/2008/12/wow.html' title='WOW'/><author><name>Cookie Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13106324507173102829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xnuh0IrzOfE/TshSBENTg6I/AAAAAAAAALQ/uSQD5V0Utdg/s220/turqcurl.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-744466778619630022.post-8314245878361783083</id><published>2008-12-27T08:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-27T10:03:46.081-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I SEEN iT</title><content type='html'>5 things found in my purse&lt;br /&gt;&gt; nine west shimmery gold hard wallet&lt;br /&gt;&gt; ferrero rocher candy! yum&lt;br /&gt;&gt; my MP3 player babe got me for my bdayy&lt;br /&gt;&gt; my Betseyville Cosmetic case&lt;br /&gt;&gt; my work schedule showin I have 7 measley hours next week&lt;br /&gt;5 things in my wallet&lt;br /&gt;&gt; military id&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Debit Card&lt;br /&gt;&gt; some ones and some change&lt;br /&gt;&gt; a picture of my love when he was a little tyke&lt;br /&gt;&gt; store credit cards&lt;br /&gt;5 things in my room&lt;br /&gt;&gt; spongebob tv&lt;br /&gt;&gt; suitcase full of shirts&lt;br /&gt;&gt; 10 pillows&lt;br /&gt;&gt; plenty of winter boots&lt;br /&gt;&gt; everything!&lt;br /&gt;5 things I've always wanted to do&lt;br /&gt;&gt; be a fashion designer&lt;br /&gt;&gt; graduate top of my class&lt;br /&gt;&gt; work for a magazine;; a BIG one&lt;br /&gt;&gt; be a great cook&lt;br /&gt;&gt; lose about 20 lbs&lt;br /&gt;5 things I'm currently into&lt;br /&gt;&gt; BLOGGER&lt;br /&gt;&gt; MYSPACE&lt;br /&gt;&gt; shopping&lt;br /&gt;&gt; texting&lt;br /&gt;&gt; preparing to move&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was completely bored. but wanted to be on blogger. so yeah =]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/744466778619630022-8314245878361783083?l=darling-cookie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darling-cookie.blogspot.com/feeds/8314245878361783083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=744466778619630022&amp;postID=8314245878361783083' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/744466778619630022/posts/default/8314245878361783083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/744466778619630022/posts/default/8314245878361783083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darling-cookie.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-seen-it.html' title='I SEEN iT'/><author><name>Cookie Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13106324507173102829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xnuh0IrzOfE/TshSBENTg6I/AAAAAAAAALQ/uSQD5V0Utdg/s220/turqcurl.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-744466778619630022.post-6242642011735995964</id><published>2008-12-26T15:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T15:56:18.553-08:00</updated><title type='text'>DEC 26</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;the day after. i still can't believe how fast time can flyyy. sheesh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;so i absolutely love my big purple betseyville bag that babe got me. not to mention the one with sweets all on it and the red and black plaid cosmetic set. woooo. im a fiend. my dad actually sent something. well him and the new wife. i spoke with her to say thanks and merry christmas. we chatted a few minutes. she seems pretty genuine. i guess i may make it to visit over spring break. they gave me a coach bag, an apple bottoms one [not a fan of the brand], money, and the J Lo perfume set [the newest one]. I got my Ferrero Rocher candy too! woot woot. too expensive for me to buy but my aunt cop'd that for me. got a leopard purse and umbrella and plent of apartment ish too. Can't wait to moooove. omg. come on townhouses! like yesterday they should have called. now that would have been a gift to remember. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i bought myself a few things too. and the money i did get, went into my account to pay for bills. smh. aint that bout a b?! oh well. do what i got to. eating at the aunt's house wass pretty darn fun yesterday. too many laughs and stuffed tummies. hehehe can't wait for the next time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/744466778619630022-6242642011735995964?l=darling-cookie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darling-cookie.blogspot.com/feeds/6242642011735995964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=744466778619630022&amp;postID=6242642011735995964' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/744466778619630022/posts/default/6242642011735995964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/744466778619630022/posts/default/6242642011735995964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darling-cookie.blogspot.com/2008/12/dec-26.html' title='DEC 26'/><author><name>Cookie Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13106324507173102829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xnuh0IrzOfE/TshSBENTg6I/AAAAAAAAALQ/uSQD5V0Utdg/s220/turqcurl.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-744466778619630022.post-2654896453328067678</id><published>2008-12-24T22:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T23:00:53.766-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's Christmas alllllready?! What the h?! Sheesh. It has not seemed like that time of the year at all. Too many last minute scrambles to get a few gifts and what not. smh. i swear. the older you get, the less importance it holds. Well I meeeean just the tradition of waking up early and opening gifts and blah blah or whatever. I mean it's still about giving. but you can do that anytime. i wish christmas would remain the same as it was when we were old enough to know about it on through maybe middle school. womp womp. oh wells.&lt;br /&gt;i made rice krispy treats tonight here at his house. well i should say crispy rice treats since they aren't the actual kellog's brand ones. i have to make more tomorrow. yayyyy. well my aunt's are getting me a laptop. unfortunately they think it's the really little one i wanted at first =[ but now i want the pink sony vaio... grrrrr bummer.. oh well. can't wait to chow down tomorrow and get a few gifts. and see my familyyyy omg. such good laughsss&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/744466778619630022-2654896453328067678?l=darling-cookie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darling-cookie.blogspot.com/feeds/2654896453328067678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=744466778619630022&amp;postID=2654896453328067678' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/744466778619630022/posts/default/2654896453328067678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/744466778619630022/posts/default/2654896453328067678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darling-cookie.blogspot.com/2008/12/its-christmas-alllllready-what-h-sheesh.html' title=''/><author><name>Cookie Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13106324507173102829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xnuh0IrzOfE/TshSBENTg6I/AAAAAAAAALQ/uSQD5V0Utdg/s220/turqcurl.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-744466778619630022.post-1864287441829005805</id><published>2008-12-22T10:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T10:42:13.145-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;So I'm sitting in the library on campus. And have been since 10:30 something this morning. Can you believe it?! Since I've moved off campus I have nowhere else to go. My friend is going home and I was going to go visit her but yeah. No point. Babe dropped me off before he had to go to work. Luckily he went in late today so I wouldn't have to suffer torture too early. SMH. I wish they would hurry and call us so we can move. Speaking of, I'm going to phone them today. At least they could give me an estimate of how much longer i'll need to wait. SMH SUCKS!&lt;br /&gt;So randomly his boys back home were having a little party thing so we went there saturday and stayed til about 8pm yesterday. Talk about fun. SMH. Remind me to not drink anymore than I did saturday. I know my limits. And the hunger that I developed caused me to love Taco Bell's loaded nachos even more! YUMMY! I'm an addict for those things.&lt;br /&gt;Wow and I've been applying to campus jobs since I've been online. Someone needs to need me. ASAP! And I have this one marketing job I need to call. I hope it's nothing like my sister said this one place she interviewed with was. I know at this time I can't be too picky but damn. there must be limits!&lt;br /&gt;Woooo and wow, I haven't done any christmas shopping. none! well I got him two shirts and some man drawers. lol But I wanted to get him some shoes or jeans. He never likes the shoes I pick out tho =[ I guess my uniqueness in clothing isn't fit for everyone. Anywayyys, must pick  up a few things on Wednesday ie last minute gifts for my mom, his mom, his sis, my sis, and stuff to make rice krispy treats for Christmas dayyyyyyy. Grrr. I'm such a last minute shopper.&lt;br /&gt;Toodles&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/744466778619630022-1864287441829005805?l=darling-cookie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darling-cookie.blogspot.com/feeds/1864287441829005805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=744466778619630022&amp;postID=1864287441829005805' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/744466778619630022/posts/default/1864287441829005805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/744466778619630022/posts/default/1864287441829005805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darling-cookie.blogspot.com/2008/12/so-im-sitting-in-library-on-campus.html' title=''/><author><name>Cookie Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13106324507173102829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xnuh0IrzOfE/TshSBENTg6I/AAAAAAAAALQ/uSQD5V0Utdg/s220/turqcurl.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-744466778619630022.post-7495980685075379276</id><published>2008-12-19T22:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T23:11:55.465-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I wish... Upon A Starrrr</title><content type='html'>Dang. I sure wish I knew how to do my own stuff for my page. I haven't felt like learning how to do the coding and all. so yeah. one day my dears. one day.&lt;br /&gt;So I'm all moved out of my campus housing. bout damn time. did not want to be in there anymore, regardless if i had another place to go to or not. smh. i won't be reliving that experience.&lt;br /&gt;blah. christmas almost here. and guess who has done ZERO shopping. yeah! you got it. Should have ordered everything offline like I wanted to.. booooo! babe's mom is taking us shopping for the apartment. woot woot. i wish they would hurry up and call us back. gosh. the anticipation is kiiiiilling me! seriously.... and tomorrow one of his boys is havin a lil get together party type thing. hooray for that. it means some shopping, drinkin, and good laughs. speaking of, have you ever played this game called kings? wow yeah. amazingggg.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i'll holler.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/744466778619630022-7495980685075379276?l=darling-cookie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darling-cookie.blogspot.com/feeds/7495980685075379276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=744466778619630022&amp;postID=7495980685075379276' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/744466778619630022/posts/default/7495980685075379276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/744466778619630022/posts/default/7495980685075379276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darling-cookie.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-wish-upon-starrrr.html' title='I wish... Upon A Starrrr'/><author><name>Cookie Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13106324507173102829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xnuh0IrzOfE/TshSBENTg6I/AAAAAAAAALQ/uSQD5V0Utdg/s220/turqcurl.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-744466778619630022.post-1166178224195489177</id><published>2008-12-15T13:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T14:00:30.268-08:00</updated><title type='text'>DONE-ZOOOO</title><content type='html'>HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;yep. I am all done with school for fall semester. I have one A so far, no one else has posted grades. I am aiming for 3 As and a 2 Bs still. Please make it happen. I need to sell my books back ASAP tho. That's Christmas money for the few people who've been nice this year lol.&lt;br /&gt;Ahh and housing finally decided to look in my favor. My housing contract is now canceled, AND they charging me250. But oh well, as long as i'm getting the heck out. I can't deal. And I think someone has been taking my shht. I won't point fingers though, just know it won't happen anymore. I have to be out by Wednesday at noon and it's alreadyMonday night. No good. I need boxes and crates and stuff. I've accumulated a lot since August 07.&lt;br /&gt;And things are looking way up as far as furnishing the apartment. Family loooves us. How sweeeet!&lt;br /&gt;anyway, just wanted to offer that tad bit of info. i'll be talkin laterrrrr.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/744466778619630022-1166178224195489177?l=darling-cookie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darling-cookie.blogspot.com/feeds/1166178224195489177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=744466778619630022&amp;postID=1166178224195489177' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/744466778619630022/posts/default/1166178224195489177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/744466778619630022/posts/default/1166178224195489177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darling-cookie.blogspot.com/2008/12/done-zoooo.html' title='DONE-ZOOOO'/><author><name>Cookie Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13106324507173102829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xnuh0IrzOfE/TshSBENTg6I/AAAAAAAAALQ/uSQD5V0Utdg/s220/turqcurl.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-744466778619630022.post-1929662106987989867</id><published>2008-12-09T07:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T07:42:18.661-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yowserz</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;SO I am two exams in the whole and two more to go. How exciting!?!&lt;br /&gt;No really, school is officially over for me tomorrow night. YAY! Not quite sure how I did on my exam last night. I wanted an A but I am praying for a high B. I think I did A work on today's exam, or at least super high B. Shoot I wanted like 2 or 3 A's this semester. I'm not too sure how hot I did though. I am going to say I did at least 2 A good. Which will make me quite the happy camper. OMG!  I am seriously really proud of myself for this semester. And Grrrr, still waiting for housing to get their shht togethe. I went to Mom's office yesterday to get the letter she had to write. I'm going to need them to not get ALL in my mother's personal business. All they need to know is there is some financial restraints on her and she can't put out extra for me to stay on campus. But noooo, these bamas want to know EXACTLY what problems she's having. WTF?!&lt;br /&gt;Anyway! I am still on my endless job hunt. Lol. Goin to drop of my resume and this employment questionnaire jank at this nice little bookstore close to campus. Hope they need me. And soon at the latest lol.&lt;br /&gt;I need a new laptop. And bad! I sure hate sitting in this library when I can be in my room in front of babe's big ass tv and chillin in my bed, on the laptop all at once. Texting too! hahaha which reminds me, i need a new phone. I was on eBAY and saw these pretty hot motorola q's that had been refurbished and put in new and fresh painted casing by this company. I think I will be holleriiiinggggg at one of those bad boys lol. Not in much of a rush to get my Blackberry Storm anymore. I heard they have a few kinks and plus they're way to expensive for me right now =[&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm off now. Work to doooo =x&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/744466778619630022-1929662106987989867?l=darling-cookie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darling-cookie.blogspot.com/feeds/1929662106987989867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=744466778619630022&amp;postID=1929662106987989867' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/744466778619630022/posts/default/1929662106987989867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/744466778619630022/posts/default/1929662106987989867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darling-cookie.blogspot.com/2008/12/yowserz.html' title='Yowserz'/><author><name>Cookie Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13106324507173102829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xnuh0IrzOfE/TshSBENTg6I/AAAAAAAAALQ/uSQD5V0Utdg/s220/turqcurl.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-744466778619630022.post-3580666319662701953</id><published>2008-12-07T21:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T21:56:35.034-08:00</updated><title type='text'>MOVE BiATCH!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Moving is becoming more and more of a reality!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I cannot wait. We filled out the application today, got our pay stubs together, copies of our birth certificates, all to realize we forgot the money orders! and of course it was too late before the Steelers game came on. Which they won! woot woot. So I'm not quite sure when we will be turning them in. Within the next day or two for sure. We need to make a nice ol Christmas list of what we want and need for the place, hopefully family is feeling generous. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I did a little studying today for my last masc 101 exam tomorrow night. I will be studying during the day for my history exam that's tuesday morning. SMH. Thank goodness this is it! I've done well this semester. I am still having issues with canceling my housing though. I don't have enough money to cover it and they're trying to tell me I do when I clearly looked at it and did all the calculations myself. Hate them. Oh! At least my babe goes here now. Cant remember if i said that already. but i'm excited enough to tell it again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Oh wow and I think there's this chick trying to move in on my man. SMH. Exactly why I don't like some females. I seen some random ish she had said to him and he just like brushed her off. I'm like uh not gonna work, you need to spell it out for her. Make it clear so she doesn't get any ideas. Or we gonna have some problems. lol. And I'll just have to do it myself. Cause I kinda figured out she liked him before from like high school. Not too concerned tho, cause I know who he coming home to as soon as he get off work. I like to say I know how to keep him happy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;on another note, my gum is sore where they pulled those two teeth. and i wish the spaces would hurry up and close. I definitely feel nasty cause some food gets stuck in there =[ grrrrr not cute!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;well, i'm off to sleep. i got plenty of business to take care of tomorrowwww.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/744466778619630022-3580666319662701953?l=darling-cookie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darling-cookie.blogspot.com/feeds/3580666319662701953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=744466778619630022&amp;postID=3580666319662701953' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/744466778619630022/posts/default/3580666319662701953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/744466778619630022/posts/default/3580666319662701953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darling-cookie.blogspot.com/2008/12/move-biatch.html' title='MOVE BiATCH!!!'/><author><name>Cookie Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13106324507173102829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xnuh0IrzOfE/TshSBENTg6I/AAAAAAAAALQ/uSQD5V0Utdg/s220/turqcurl.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-744466778619630022.post-480697970699642768</id><published>2008-12-04T20:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T21:11:26.973-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'M A SACK PERSON</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1dsI_8WMIYA/STi3-FwttSI/AAAAAAAAAAw/GwimGJ-eK9U/s1600-h/lbp.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276169240790807842" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 113px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1dsI_8WMIYA/STi3-FwttSI/AAAAAAAAAAw/GwimGJ-eK9U/s200/lbp.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.littlebigworkshop.com/en-us/Game"&gt;http://www.littlebigworkshop.com/en-us/Game&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;yup, i'm a sack girl. well on little big planet anyway. smh. that game is fun. like really babe thought i wass joking when I was like we got to get this shht for PS3 when it come out. We copped that jank and he's played it. It is definitely entertaining. We play two players on it now. It's a lot of teamwork to be done on there. I'm just like in love with how interactive it is. Like as far as the environment and what not. Not to mention you decorate Sackboy however you want to, which is why mine is Sackgirl now lol. She stays Funky Fresh =]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;anywayssss, My great aunt passed and her funeral is in the am. Sad I didnt get to see her or my boyfriend get to meet her. She was suffering from cancer and i never made it over to see her because of night classes and work. At least I got to speak with her a couple of weeks ago. I'm sure it will be a packed church for the service. Oh Auntie, you will be missed..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;On a lighter note, classes are done. Just a few exams next week. I'm still searching high and low for a job. WE ARE MOVING, regardless, I may have to resort to selling some belongings on Ebay. shooooot guess i gotta do wat i got to. I am slightly envious of those people whose parents are still able to help them out. My mother would if she could, unfortunately she cannot. and lets just say the father doesn't care to do so. [sure i've mentioned that before]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;but i'm off now to rest up and tend to my gone teeth lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/744466778619630022-480697970699642768?l=darling-cookie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darling-cookie.blogspot.com/feeds/480697970699642768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=744466778619630022&amp;postID=480697970699642768' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/744466778619630022/posts/default/480697970699642768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/744466778619630022/posts/default/480697970699642768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darling-cookie.blogspot.com/2008/12/im-sack-person.html' title='I&apos;M A SACK PERSON'/><author><name>Cookie Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13106324507173102829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xnuh0IrzOfE/TshSBENTg6I/AAAAAAAAALQ/uSQD5V0Utdg/s220/turqcurl.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1dsI_8WMIYA/STi3-FwttSI/AAAAAAAAAAw/GwimGJ-eK9U/s72-c/lbp.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-744466778619630022.post-5016931555138306751</id><published>2008-12-03T21:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T21:13:40.359-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ya Griilllll?!?!</title><content type='html'>soooo uh yeah.&lt;br /&gt;definitely got two of my teeth pulled today. What fun!&lt;br /&gt;No really though. It was pretty cool. I got nitrous oxide, aka laughing gas, which they gave me right after 3 shots of novacaine in my jaw. I was on my own happy land lol. It hardly took anytime. I have to go back next month to get some more out and i'm looking forward to it. They gave me some medicine with codeine in it for pain. Woo hoo for that. I'll be getting in some sleep for a few days. I had so thai food a little while ago for dinner but I don't think that was too smart because the sticky rice got stuck where the teeth were and i tried to get it out. It took a while but I succeeded, now my jaw is sore again. boooooo.&lt;br /&gt;oh well ill be okay. got some studying to get in and what not for my finals and exams next week. hooray for meeee&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/744466778619630022-5016931555138306751?l=darling-cookie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darling-cookie.blogspot.com/feeds/5016931555138306751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=744466778619630022&amp;postID=5016931555138306751' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/744466778619630022/posts/default/5016931555138306751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/744466778619630022/posts/default/5016931555138306751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darling-cookie.blogspot.com/2008/12/ya-griilllll.html' title='Ya Griilllll?!?!'/><author><name>Cookie Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13106324507173102829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xnuh0IrzOfE/TshSBENTg6I/AAAAAAAAALQ/uSQD5V0Utdg/s220/turqcurl.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-744466778619630022.post-5625150928547306786</id><published>2008-12-02T19:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T20:00:52.969-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weirdyyy</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;So I think I'm addicted to Blogger. Not my own tho, just everyone else's. Maybe if I had something good to talk about. My boyfriend and I, at least I think it would be good, to have one together where we document like how things are once we move in together end of next month/beg of january. Like just how things are for a young couple who are college students and work to support themselves.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Anyway, as I was saying before, I like to read everyone else's blogs. Like I read some every night and it's kinda weird I know, but I can't help it. Especially if they have like pictures and stuff to make it stand out. I get curious. I have always been like that ever since I first got on the internet. I like to know what's going on in the world, what interests people, and especially if they are into the same things i am into, i have to read!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lol. kinda weird maybe? idk.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/744466778619630022-5625150928547306786?l=darling-cookie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darling-cookie.blogspot.com/feeds/5625150928547306786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=744466778619630022&amp;postID=5625150928547306786' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/744466778619630022/posts/default/5625150928547306786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/744466778619630022/posts/default/5625150928547306786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darling-cookie.blogspot.com/2008/12/weirdyyy.html' title='Weirdyyy'/><author><name>Cookie Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13106324507173102829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xnuh0IrzOfE/TshSBENTg6I/AAAAAAAAALQ/uSQD5V0Utdg/s220/turqcurl.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-744466778619630022.post-6336755896574678170</id><published>2008-11-12T11:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T12:11:20.941-08:00</updated><title type='text'>WHY?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;So there may be a possibility of us getting a house. Strange as it may seem, we have been apartment hunting something serious.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;One was pretty perfect, hust the pricing was a little high. Another's pricing was perfect but it was horrid. SMH. Why couldn't it have been a little nicer and have a bedroom?! Smh. Anyhoooo. At least if we get a house we can have our doggie free of charge. How exciting. Wiido! Finally.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;On a much more upsetting note, my poli 341 professor said to us our paper was due tuesday [yesterday] with no exceptions. there would be no extentions whatsoever. So please explain to me why i racked my brain from sunday night up until 430 tuesday to crank out 17 pages and come to find out we have an extension until Friday. But of course he didnt tell us until we got to class. I wanted to scream and cuss so bad. Nonetheless i will take advantage of my extra days to work on it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;Okay I'm off to continue watchin Minority Report in my class. Thank you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/744466778619630022-6336755896574678170?l=darling-cookie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darling-cookie.blogspot.com/feeds/6336755896574678170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=744466778619630022&amp;postID=6336755896574678170' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/744466778619630022/posts/default/6336755896574678170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/744466778619630022/posts/default/6336755896574678170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darling-cookie.blogspot.com/2008/11/why.html' title='WHY?!'/><author><name>Cookie Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13106324507173102829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xnuh0IrzOfE/TshSBENTg6I/AAAAAAAAALQ/uSQD5V0Utdg/s220/turqcurl.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-744466778619630022.post-6767477373452314409</id><published>2008-11-05T14:10:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T14:11:50.104-08:00</updated><title type='text'>BARACKiN!</title><content type='html'>Copied and Pasted from my MYSPACE BULLETIN:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah. Everyone else doing it so I am too. but I'm not boastin or braggin.&lt;br /&gt;OBAMA won. Yes we do know. McCain took his loss like a G tho. He wasn't negative so I don't see why his supporters need to be. But that's not gonna stop them nor is it gonna keep the Obama supporters from doing it as well.&lt;br /&gt;But what people don't understand is why it's such a BIG deal; and that's what gets me. A man of ethnic background won. FINALLY a chance. Not that anyone has run and made it this far, that was a milestone in itself. But the thing is this is the BIGGEST example that people of color ARE just as qualified as anyone else. He has brought SO many people together. OF ALL RACES AND AGES. Republicans and Democrats alike. I'm from VA baby and we haven't been a Democratic state in 44 years. And look what's happened. I'm not saying that his color didn't play a part for many of the voters, but I know just as many did their research. I can't explain how many times I've discussed his background with people. For those people, and I know quite a few who I thought more highly of, didn't vote for him because he's black, you should be ashamed. I have heard one too many times something to the effect that the world is gonna blow up now thanks to a black man in office, or that they are gonna drink themselves into a 4 year coma. SO BE IT! Miss out on all the good that's about to come!!! If you wanna get TECHNICAL, he's not even ALL BLACK, Like seriously. Research the earlier presidents. plenty of them have some black in them too. I couldn't stand seeing those Campaign commercials trying to down him saying he didn't have qualifications. APPARENTLY he did if he made it thus far and now is president. And no one can STUDY to be President. Let's get serious. Last night was AMAZING! As soon as we saw that OBAMA had blown pass the 270 electoral votes, we grabbed the jackets and headed outside. It was all of maybe 20 people out there at first. Before you knew it, the number had grown to thousands. I'm not exxaggerating one bit. Parading the streets, singing, chanting, hugging and applauding. People of EVERY race [and you all know how diverse VCU is] just saying man can you believe it. Thank GOD I voted. It was not one angry mouth in the crowd. No breaking of anything nothing negative going on. For 3 hours, I was in the midst of a celebration for this age of change. I don't care what anyone says. I don't care what you think about the man. The fact is, he is just as much your angry self's president as he is mine. So let him have his chance.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/744466778619630022-6767477373452314409?l=darling-cookie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darling-cookie.blogspot.com/feeds/6767477373452314409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=744466778619630022&amp;postID=6767477373452314409' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/744466778619630022/posts/default/6767477373452314409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/744466778619630022/posts/default/6767477373452314409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darling-cookie.blogspot.com/2008/11/barackin.html' title='BARACKiN!'/><author><name>Cookie Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13106324507173102829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xnuh0IrzOfE/TshSBENTg6I/AAAAAAAAALQ/uSQD5V0Utdg/s220/turqcurl.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-744466778619630022.post-4710486007696570124</id><published>2008-11-03T19:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T19:52:08.470-08:00</updated><title type='text'>0H HiNES WARD !</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;YES! I voted Saturday. Waited almost two hours to do so. But I did. BARACKiN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;NO! I wanted a shirt to wear so bad tomorrow though. I'm going to run out and try to find one in the morning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;NO!/YES! So I still need a job. And I went to view an apartment today with babe on his break. We had an appt. They didn't have any in our price range to show but the lady there today will have 3 for next monday so I am happy about that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;YES! Watching the Steelers/Redskins game right now. Steelers 16 to their 6. Woot Woot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Hines Ward with his fine ass. =]   (don't tell babe thoooo)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;So yeah I had my kitty cat tiger thing going on friday while at work. saw the cutest little kids trick or treating. Made me reminisce quite some time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Me and babe up'd our diet and exercise plan this weekend. hope to see some even BETTER results by the year's end. [in our own place]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;AND! The dentist visit. SMH. I have scheduled one day now for half of the extractions of wisdom teeth. Insurance issue still an issue. Apparently im 20 so I CANT get the dental coverage thru sperm donor. It's cool. He's stepped his game up and is sending money for it. THANK GOD! If you wait on it, he'll make a way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;GRRRRRR. OBAMA; I'm rootin for ya!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/744466778619630022-4710486007696570124?l=darling-cookie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darling-cookie.blogspot.com/feeds/4710486007696570124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=744466778619630022&amp;postID=4710486007696570124' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/744466778619630022/posts/default/4710486007696570124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/744466778619630022/posts/default/4710486007696570124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darling-cookie.blogspot.com/2008/11/0h-hines-ward.html' title='0H HiNES WARD !'/><author><name>Cookie Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13106324507173102829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xnuh0IrzOfE/TshSBENTg6I/AAAAAAAAALQ/uSQD5V0Utdg/s220/turqcurl.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-744466778619630022.post-2282875453809076456</id><published>2008-10-24T21:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T21:30:27.781-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I want to play a game........</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;yeaaaaah. you guessed it. me &amp;amp; babe went to see SAW V tonight. OMG! talk about some wild shht. I'm not EVEN going to let you all on anything. besides the fact that it sheds some light on a lot of past events. sheeeeesh. and not as gruesome as the earlier ones. so you're good. we definitely were surrounded by a bunch of ignorant people though. talking all loud the whole time. this one couple on my side brought food from home. like okay cool. but no! they had it all wrapped in foil and it was in like a plastic bag and just ughhh. you could have put it in a container. that would have saved some noise. SHHHT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;any hooot. now we're back at my campus apartment thing. my tooth is bothering me but i refuse to tell the dentist because they'll probably want to do some emergency procedure and charge me directly. no not happening like last time. and they made me broke. financially and mentally. i cried. not to mention that man who is suppose to be Dad didn't even bother to call about the insurance or return my message at least. like dont ignore me. that shht is RIDICULOUSSSSS. no love for you homie. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;oh wells. can't reach out to people who don't want to  be touched.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;ugh! I did some job applying today; hopefully not in vain. i applied as a graduation assistant for school and a teacher's aide for the child development program. I have an application to turn in at the Dollar Tree as well. A desperate measure yes. But i NEED it. And I know it's sad because I could have applied at the Dollar Tree before they opened and possibly be getting a good ass check now. and could have been! but I just knew one of the others would have come through. HAHA! joke on me. oh well. I can and WILL be applying and harassing. I deserve a chance. I have about 2 months to save up enough money to move. I still need to cancel my housing plan for next semester. hope that refund check will be good. I wont have nearly enough to pay for housing cause that's almost 4 g's. and i cant take out another loan. NO WAY. I have to start paying one back next month!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I just need a blessing. Lord I know you'll make a way. you ALWAYS do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/744466778619630022-2282875453809076456?l=darling-cookie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darling-cookie.blogspot.com/feeds/2282875453809076456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=744466778619630022&amp;postID=2282875453809076456' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/744466778619630022/posts/default/2282875453809076456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/744466778619630022/posts/default/2282875453809076456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darling-cookie.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-want-to-play-game.html' title='I want to play a game........'/><author><name>Cookie Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13106324507173102829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xnuh0IrzOfE/TshSBENTg6I/AAAAAAAAALQ/uSQD5V0Utdg/s220/turqcurl.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-744466778619630022.post-9037480561561225530</id><published>2008-10-22T07:59:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T08:20:39.069-07:00</updated><title type='text'>YUMMY YUMMY IN MY TUMMY</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So it's official. I can cook. lol. At least enough to please my honey. lol. Last night I made salmon. Seasoned quite nicely in lemon-pepper seasoning, season all, butter, a tad bit of salt, wrapped nicely in little aluminum foil packets. HAHAHA. yummy tender fish. And some broccoli and cheddar rice. I wish we had left overs. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Man I've been going to the dentist to get everything straight and they are trying to tell me that insurance won't cover everything, which leaves me with quite a pretty penny to pay. OH NO! Not I. They need to figure something out. I wish my so called father would get his act together and do his part. I was using the insurance I was suppose to be on through him and they told me the plan wasn't active. That leaves me with an unpaid bill. I'm not having that. I called him like two weeks ago and he waits until Thursday to call and made like I waited til the last minute to contact him. Uh no, return calls when I leave messages. I'm so tired of talking. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Grrrrr. School is going pretty well. I'm passing and studying and all I should be doing. However, I'm not doing too well with getting a job. I know plenty of places that may have worked but I can't do the full time because of my crazy schedule. Maybe I can find something before I schedule for next semester so I'll know what I'm working with. Sheeeeesh. I need money. Plane ticket in December for next summer's vacation, apartment hunting, new year's festivities. sheesh, I NEED MONEY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/744466778619630022-9037480561561225530?l=darling-cookie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darling-cookie.blogspot.com/feeds/9037480561561225530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=744466778619630022&amp;postID=9037480561561225530' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/744466778619630022/posts/default/9037480561561225530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/744466778619630022/posts/default/9037480561561225530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darling-cookie.blogspot.com/2008/10/yummy-yu.html' title='YUMMY YUMMY IN MY TUMMY'/><author><name>Cookie Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13106324507173102829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xnuh0IrzOfE/TshSBENTg6I/AAAAAAAAALQ/uSQD5V0Utdg/s220/turqcurl.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-744466778619630022.post-1340966118099750127</id><published>2008-10-15T13:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T13:36:20.959-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ACHOOO! Ice Cubes Fall Out My Noseee</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Oh boy. It's October 15th. Tomorrow is Fall Break yay! for Thurs and Fri, not like I really have classes. Anyhooo. Friday is me and babe's one year! hooray! and what's funny is for class, we had like a mini project assignment due that was like write LOVE in the middle of a page and write words all around that represented what we think of when talking about love. Scents, Colors, Tastes, Feelings; WHATEVER. I just thought of everything that reminds me of us. We aren't goin to NY anymore though. I'm so bummed about that, but I do intend on making the best. We'll just be doing a bunch of normal things. OH! My old high school has a football game against our biggest rivals friday and we will be attending. My cousin is head coach for the rivaling team so it shall be interesting =]. Depressing though is the fact that my old marching band doesn't have a field show this year! WHAT?! I took pride in being a flag girl. Now I'm glad I've graduated if it's come down to this. SMH. Moving on.&lt;br /&gt;I'm doing quite wonderful in school. Studying PAYS OFF! So does taking notes and attending class and reading and all the things I should have done for the past 2 years of college. I'm really liking the way things pan out after hardwork. I have two tests next week, a collage project and some reading assignments due. not to mention me beginning on two very important papers and like 2 reading quizzes. sheeeeesh. must use the weekend to get on top of thingssss.&lt;br /&gt;So I've been slightly sick. Much better now. Now babe is sick and he hardly ever gets sick. poor thing. hope we both conquer this before friday. or we are going to have some slight issues for our weekend festivities. =[&lt;br /&gt;well i'm off to do my quiz for my 7 o clock class and before he gets off at 5. We're going to pick up Socom which just came in and then class then pizza then in for a night of PS 3 and 42 in LCD flat screen. weeeeeeeeee =]&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/744466778619630022-1340966118099750127?l=darling-cookie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darling-cookie.blogspot.com/feeds/1340966118099750127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=744466778619630022&amp;postID=1340966118099750127' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/744466778619630022/posts/default/1340966118099750127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/744466778619630022/posts/default/1340966118099750127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darling-cookie.blogspot.com/2008/10/achooo-ice-cubes-fall-out-my-noseee.html' title='ACHOOO! Ice Cubes Fall Out My Noseee'/><author><name>Cookie Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13106324507173102829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xnuh0IrzOfE/TshSBENTg6I/AAAAAAAAALQ/uSQD5V0Utdg/s220/turqcurl.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-744466778619630022.post-2828266616983940033</id><published>2008-10-06T07:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T08:21:01.002-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BAD GiRL</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Nothing like a lazy day, huh? So yeah. I've begun that wonderful lounge around and watch our new tv day. Like when we set it up it began picking up so many more channels. It was like WOW! had no idea I could get these. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Watching Love Guru last night in Bluray was absolutely amazinggggg. And playin the PS3 on it is great. Like the stuff looks so real. I know he's hating that he's at work not getting to enjoy this view. We re-arranged my room and everything. It looks so much bigger and spacious. I just can't wait until we move. I'm going to love decorating there...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S0 school has been goin pretty decent. My grades could be better but I'm quite satisfied with what they are. I've actually been doing work and studying. I guess it comes from experience and age knowing where I need to be at in life. I had to do this eBAY project in my Masc 101 class. I hope that it ends up well. It was suppose to be me selling an item and having it up for a week. I just couldnt get my eBAY page to work for me. I tried 3 days!! If it wasn't for babe having a page and going back to do it for me, it wouldn't be up. So everyone, go bid on my Einstein Brothers' Bagel Lunchbox =]!&lt;br /&gt;The presidential election is coming up so soon! My first time voting. I need to make sure that it's the right vote. I want to baROCK the vote. hahaha. mommy wants me to come and vote with her at like 5:30 in the morning. ARE YOU SERIOUS?! heck no, i may just have to do an absentee ballot cause I'mma be here at school =[&lt;br /&gt;OMG I almost forgot about sharing my thoughts on The Hills. STEPHANIE, you freakin slick [cuss word]. you go on a date with Doug?! Doug you go on a date with Steph? and like both of you lying trying to place the blame on each other now that lauren knows. are you serious right now? like really. then this chick tryin to apologize? lauren you dumb for that shht cause you know she frontin. you better not take her back as no bestie. It's like LC lets herself get walked on. I see she was like she just brushed it off but damn. Like you hearing two different sides but damn like you said they should have never done it so you should already know wassup. and Paris Hilton's BFF show. What that one girl being a snitch. I mean yeah granted that one girl should not be bytchin about her hair like she was. I mean you agreed to it so like stop cryin about how you want to be home and whatnot. but the other girl ain't have to go and run off telling it. like shht. like the crybaby said "Snitches get stitches!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhow Im off to polish my nails;; watch tv;; read;; eat.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/744466778619630022-2828266616983940033?l=darling-cookie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darling-cookie.blogspot.com/feeds/2828266616983940033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=744466778619630022&amp;postID=2828266616983940033' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/744466778619630022/posts/default/2828266616983940033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/744466778619630022/posts/default/2828266616983940033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darling-cookie.blogspot.com/2008/10/bad-girl.html' title='BAD GiRL'/><author><name>Cookie Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13106324507173102829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xnuh0IrzOfE/TshSBENTg6I/AAAAAAAAALQ/uSQD5V0Utdg/s220/turqcurl.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-744466778619630022.post-5484372443442567612</id><published>2008-10-05T17:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-05T17:35:59.606-07:00</updated><title type='text'>3, 2, 1! Blastoff!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;42 inches of puuuuureeee bliss =]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg. babe brought thisss huuuuge ass tv! he's doing our like apartment shopping early!&lt;br /&gt;yay =] this combined with PS3. it's like HD heaven. definitely have E! and BRAVO in HD now. Definitely gonna watch all day !&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY. I need a new job. So I applied at the science museum. Im hoping to get a call back;; i need the money! Not to mention I'm pretty sure I'll excel, seeing as I've been in retail for over 2 years and am constantly rising to the occassion =]&lt;br /&gt;We're goin to NY next weekend =] so excited. and it's our 1 year. woot woot. Here I come Statue of Liberty and Central Park and Manhattan Mall and shopping and subway and the trane and such lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;short entry. goin back to my tropical smoothie and new tv=]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/744466778619630022-5484372443442567612?l=darling-cookie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darling-cookie.blogspot.com/feeds/5484372443442567612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=744466778619630022&amp;postID=5484372443442567612' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/744466778619630022/posts/default/5484372443442567612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/744466778619630022/posts/default/5484372443442567612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darling-cookie.blogspot.com/2008/10/3-2-1-blastoff.html' title='3, 2, 1! Blastoff!'/><author><name>Cookie Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13106324507173102829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xnuh0IrzOfE/TshSBENTg6I/AAAAAAAAALQ/uSQD5V0Utdg/s220/turqcurl.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-744466778619630022.post-3290990388821351289</id><published>2008-09-30T08:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T09:13:22.698-07:00</updated><title type='text'>S0 It's Like That?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yeah man.&lt;/strong&gt; So babe got his (or should I say ours) PS3 sunday. WHAT WHAT? OMG. It came like Friday or Saturday but of course we were out of town for that wedding. Right after church Sunday we dipped to his house to pick it up. But not before my Grandma having an episode at the end of church. I was outside and I heard some fam saying what's wrong?! And she couldn't use her right side and some more stuff. IDK. They thought she had a mild stroke or whatever. The ambulance came and got her and from what I found out yesterday she had a seizure in the ambulance so they had to medflight her to the hospital. SMH. Sad. But my grandma is hard headed like no other. She's diabetic. Hadn't eaten nor taken her medicine. So it's kind of like something was gonna happen right? Idk. I went to see her before class yesterday in the ICU unit and just, ugh. Her memory of what happened is done for. She asked me how she got to the hospital like 6 times. Maybe more, but that's all I counted. It was really sad. I couldn't stay long because it was getting to be too much for me to handle. She had tubes everywhere and whatnot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Moving on to a lighter note. About that &lt;strong&gt;PS3&lt;/strong&gt;. It's graphics are amazing. That and LEGO Batman for PSP. SMH. I've been playing that game until no end. It cut into my studying time like for real. I mean talk about a game you can't put down. Then we had to holla at the LEGO Indiana Jones for the PS3. Two players?! Me &amp;amp; babe have so much fun with that. Wonderful =] Ahhhh. I can't wait until we move so we can sit on our own couch and just do that all weekend! HaHa. What fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Well I just wanted to give a quick update. Had a test last night, not sure if i did good. Have an essay test today at 4. Don't know about that one. BUUUUT i am going to write it now and look over it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/744466778619630022-3290990388821351289?l=darling-cookie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darling-cookie.blogspot.com/feeds/3290990388821351289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=744466778619630022&amp;postID=3290990388821351289' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/744466778619630022/posts/default/3290990388821351289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/744466778619630022/posts/default/3290990388821351289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darling-cookie.blogspot.com/2008/09/s0-its-like-that.html' title='S0 It&apos;s Like That?'/><author><name>Cookie Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13106324507173102829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xnuh0IrzOfE/TshSBENTg6I/AAAAAAAAALQ/uSQD5V0Utdg/s220/turqcurl.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-744466778619630022.post-1721635473197141283</id><published>2008-09-27T07:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T08:03:19.670-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Room Service</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;So the ride down here to the hotel was pretty cool, yesterday. Me &amp;amp; babe did a lot of laughing.  and singing. He got off work early because they had a meeting so we didn't get here too late at all. As a matter of fact we got here like right after my mom, sister, and 2 aunts when they clearly were suppose to be here 2 1/2 hours before us! &lt;strong&gt;HAHA&lt;/strong&gt;. They never leave on time. Anyway. We checked in they told us about breakfast. We DEFINITELY knew we were gettin up at 7 for that. Then we headed on to the church for wedding rehearsal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Now I never quite understood why people want folks who aren't in the wedding at the rehearsal. I will not be telling my guest what time it is and to come. I'd like to keep it a surprise. And another thing. Why was the coordinator there decorating? This lady should have done that EARLIER. It was wasting time. SMH. And we were all starving the entire time. We left and had to go on an adventure back to the hotel and to find food. Like seriously the church was about 30 mins or so away, in the cut off of some streets in an area hard to figure out at night. lol. oh well. We ended up at our faithful Applebee's and enjoyed ourselves. Back to the hotel after that and into our king sized bed. OMG talk about a good night's sleep. We woke up about 6:45/6:50 to hit that breakfast. And boy was it worth it. Sausage biscuits, french toast, cereal, danishes, muffins, bagels, juice. SMH. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I'm needing to dress now though because I need to go get a razor. I'm signing out now bloggers. I have a craving for mozarella sticks now so hopefully I can grab some while we're out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Toodles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/744466778619630022-1721635473197141283?l=darling-cookie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darling-cookie.blogspot.com/feeds/1721635473197141283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=744466778619630022&amp;postID=1721635473197141283' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/744466778619630022/posts/default/1721635473197141283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/744466778619630022/posts/default/1721635473197141283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darling-cookie.blogspot.com/2008/09/room-service.html' title='Room Service'/><author><name>Cookie Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13106324507173102829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xnuh0IrzOfE/TshSBENTg6I/AAAAAAAAALQ/uSQD5V0Utdg/s220/turqcurl.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-744466778619630022.post-1792839645225499274</id><published>2008-09-24T05:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T06:25:53.661-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey There Good Looking</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I haven't the slightest idea why I got on &lt;strong&gt;BLOGGER&lt;/strong&gt;. I just know I like to get my thoughts out, and since I'm online most of the time why not get them out here? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Which brings me to my thoughts...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I can't believe how much my work ethic for school has changed! It's done so for the better, let me tell you that. I've actually been following along in class and studying before the exam enough so that I know what I need to. It's such a rewarding experience to be like "Hey I didn't study enough. I should have looked over this and this." But to get to the exam, look at what they ask and be like "OMG! I know this. I studied this and ACTUALLY remember." I've done that on two tests and one quiz so far. LOL. Not much has been thrown my way. I do, however, have an exam Monday and one on Tuesday. I'm not looking forward to either because I know they'll be hard, but then again I am a 3rd year college student. What did I expect? I guess since I never had to work hard for my straight a's in high school it was so hard to adjust to having to study and do work in college. It's taken me my freshman and sophomore years just to get it under control. What a shame.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;This weekend I have a wedding to go to. She's something like a family member. My boyfriend was suppose to go back to his old home area to hang out with his boy for his bday. He decided against it. Why, i didn't ask but I just know he's going with me this weekend. &lt;strong&gt;YAY&lt;/strong&gt;! Now we just have to book a hotel [and thank god because I found out from my mom it WAS gonna be 5 of us in a room; not anymore cause I'm going with him] for friday and saturday night. I'm so happy he decided to come. When we're separated for longer than a day or so I get lonely. I mean I know that may sound weird or like pitiful but it's not that. He's just like my right hand man now. It's really one of those boyfriend/best friend type deals. We started off as just friends, not with the intention of dating. So we opened up a lot and he became a best friend. Then things clicked so it's like he is and knows everything! We do so much together &amp;amp; like all the time at that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I'm finding it very hard to lose weight =[ I'm doing almost everything right I'm sure. I've been eating better, cutting out a lot of sweets and unnecessary things, AND I go to the gym like 4 times a week for at least an hour. So what's up? I've toned up some to where you can tell I've been doing a workout, but the lbs just won't drop. It must just be turning into muscle or something. I've lost like 2 and that's it. This takes way too long. I'm trying to be like 2 sizes smaller next month. Is that possible? Next month is me and my boyfriend's one year and we are going to New York. I want to look like a new person kinda. Well still me but just Better =] It has been the best year of my life so far. I want this next one to be even better. I plan on getting my hair done too. At least I want to, a nice cut and maybe some color? Idk. I have to get my tattoo finished too. SMH; i'm addicted to those things. I have 7 now and I know of 2 more I want. My goal was 10 so I'm sure I'll be there within this next year. But I really want a tatted up arm. I mean it may not be the most appealing thing to you but I'm waiting to do that one. I don't think I want the whole arm. Just a short little sleeve of ink =] I have no intentions of getting that done though until after I have gotten my dream job.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Okay I'm done. I just wanted to make my first entry worthwhile. I've run across some interesting blogs on here and I guess I wanted mine to be one of those.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;OH here's my tattoo =]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1dsI_8WMIYA/SNo_EVsss2I/AAAAAAAAAAo/G-LuFCBx5Zg/s1600-h/lil+tat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249577659430384482" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1dsI_8WMIYA/SNo_EVsss2I/AAAAAAAAAAo/G-LuFCBx5Zg/s200/lil+tat.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still have to add my sister's name under the top bird and my mom's under the bottom one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/744466778619630022-1792839645225499274?l=darling-cookie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darling-cookie.blogspot.com/feeds/1792839645225499274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=744466778619630022&amp;postID=1792839645225499274' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/744466778619630022/posts/default/1792839645225499274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/744466778619630022/posts/default/1792839645225499274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darling-cookie.blogspot.com/2008/09/hey-there-good-looking.html' title='Hey There Good Looking'/><author><name>Cookie Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13106324507173102829</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xnuh0IrzOfE/TshSBENTg6I/AAAAAAAAALQ/uSQD5V0Utdg/s220/turqcurl.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1dsI_8WMIYA/SNo_EVsss2I/AAAAAAAAAAo/G-LuFCBx5Zg/s72-c/lil+tat.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
