﻿<?xml version="1.0" encoding="utf-8"?><rss version="2.0"><channel><title>omglikeWOAH2's Xanga</title><link>http://omglikewoah2.xanga.com/</link><description>Latest Xanga weblog from omglikeWOAH2</description><language>en-us</language><ttl>60</ttl><image><title>The Weblog Community</title><url>http://s.xanga.com/images/xangalogobutton.gif</url><link>http://omglikewoah2.xanga.com/</link></image><item><title>Sunday, April 08, 2007</title><link>http://omglikewoah2.xanga.com/582587197/item/</link><guid>http://omglikewoah2.xanga.com/582587197/item/</guid><pubDate>Sun, 08 Apr 2007 20:53:36 GMT</pubDate><description>Hi guys! Again, Happy Easter-bunny-Jesus-whateverthehell Day! Today I met my mom's friend, Kristen. She and Kristen met and became friends at cosmetology school, where they are almost ready to recieve their estitician licenses. Anyway, Kristen is so awesome! She's in her 30's and she looks like Gwen Stefani lol. I spent a lot of time talking with her today because we always wanted to get to know eachother. My mom would swap stories between us. You see, Kristen has bipolar disorder and I (as you probably know by now) have schizophrenia, two similar disorders (kinda). We understand a lot of things and it's really nice to be there for eachother....whatever, I'm sounding like I know her so well already!...Did I mention she has a black cat too? lol. His name is Houdini, and my black cat's name is Merlyn! Funny, huh? heehee. I'm so glad we finally got to meet. I hope to see her again real soon. &lt;FONT color=#ffbfdf&gt;&amp;#9829;&lt;/FONT&gt;jenn</description><comments>http://omglikewoah2.xanga.com/582587197/item/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Friday, April 06, 2007</title><link>http://omglikewoah2.xanga.com/581993811/item/</link><guid>http://omglikewoah2.xanga.com/581993811/item/</guid><pubDate>Fri, 06 Apr 2007 02:46:36 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;P&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;SPAN style="WIDTH: 0px"&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;Guess what guys? I dyed my hair PURPLE! I've always wanted purple hair!...Okay, so the box said "Black Cherry". Same thing. Anyway, here's a picture... &lt;SPAN style="WIDTH: 0px"&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;A href="http://photo.xanga.com/omglikeWOAH2/8c3a9115706239/photo.html" target=_blank&gt;&lt;IMG style="BORDER-TOP-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-LEFT-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT-WIDTH: 0px" alt=purplehairme src="http://x8c.xanga.com/3a9d4b0a33c32115706239/z82848248.bmp" width=320&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;I know, it's a bad picture because you can't really see the purple, but there you go. That's all I wanted to say and &lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;FONT color=#ff0080&gt;HAPPY 13th BIRTHDAY MAIRE!!!!!! Yay! You're now an emotionally disturbed teenager. Yippee!&lt;/FONT&gt; &lt;FONT color=#ffff00&gt;And Happy Easter everyone! Here's some pictures of Jesus, because it's Easter and all...&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;A href="http://photo.xanga.com/omglikeWOAH2/c66ff115708858/photo.html" target=_blank&gt;&lt;IMG style="BORDER-TOP-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-LEFT-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT-WIDTH: 0px" alt=LMAO!ifarted src="http://xc6.xanga.com/6ffd611363235115708858/z82850369.jpg" width=250&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;A href="http://photo.xanga.com/omglikeWOAH2/76492115708659/photo.html" target=_blank&gt;&lt;IMG style="BORDER-TOP-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-LEFT-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT-WIDTH: 0px" alt=jesussavesatwalmart src="http://x76.xanga.com/492d771369d32115708659/z82850209.jpg" width=400&gt;&lt;/A&gt; &lt;SPAN style="WIDTH: 0px"&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;A href="http://photo.xanga.com/omglikeWOAH2/51253115708463/photo.html" target=_blank&gt;&lt;IMG style="BORDER-TOP-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-LEFT-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT-WIDTH: 0px" height=400 alt=hockeyjesus src="http://x51.xanga.com/253d2b11d0730115708463/z82850041.jpg"&gt;&lt;/A&gt; &lt;SPAN style="WIDTH: 0px"&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;A href="http://photo.xanga.com/omglikeWOAH2/fa56f115708439/photo.html" target=_blank&gt;&lt;IMG style="BORDER-TOP-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-LEFT-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT-WIDTH: 0px" height=365 alt=higherjesus! src="http://xfa.xanga.com/56fd5b0a06333115708439/z82850021.jpg"&gt;&lt;/A&gt; &lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;SPAN style="WIDTH: 0px"&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;FONT color=#ff0080&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&amp;lt;3&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;jenn&lt;/P&gt;</description><comments>http://omglikewoah2.xanga.com/581993811/item/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Saturday, March 31, 2007</title><link>http://omglikewoah2.xanga.com/580646339/item/</link><guid>http://omglikewoah2.xanga.com/580646339/item/</guid><pubDate>Sat, 31 Mar 2007 05:57:46 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;P&gt;Gosh, I never thought I'd really think or even say this, but I am so unhappy with the way I look right now. I mean I've never been a conceited one, but I never really cared too much about how I looked or how much I weighed. In fact, I remember when I didn't need to worry about that stuff because of my super fast metabolism. But because of this stupid Depakote (that I &lt;STRONG&gt;have&lt;/STRONG&gt; to take or else I'll be having seizures all over the floor) I keep on gaining weight like some kind of over-fed cow. Now I'm so subconcious about my weight and how I look. Plus I really want this super cute short, spikey haircut, but it only looks good on skinny people. I need to lose a lot of weight (like 30 or maybe even 40 pounds!). I think I'm gonna try really hard to watch what I eat and stuff, and take walks everyday because it's finally warm out. Or maybe I could go to a gym! Whatever. My goal is to get that haircut hopefully around my birthday, which is in 79 days (is it even possible to lost 40 pounds in 79 days?). I'm probably over-reacting, but it doesn't help when skinnier girls are struggling so hard to lose weight too. Whatever. We'll see what I can do! &lt;FONT color=#ff0080&gt;&amp;#9829;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;FONT color=#ffffff&gt;jenn&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;IMG style="BORDER-TOP-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-LEFT-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT-WIDTH: 0px" alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v11/lexluvsclark/blacknwhiteicons/sorrow14.jpg"&gt;&lt;/P&gt;</description><comments>http://omglikewoah2.xanga.com/580646339/item/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Saturday, March 31, 2007</title><link>http://omglikewoah2.xanga.com/580609246/item/</link><guid>http://omglikewoah2.xanga.com/580609246/item/</guid><pubDate>Sat, 31 Mar 2007 02:00:18 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;P align=left&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;FONT size=4&gt;80 MORE DAYS UNTIL MY 16th BIRTHDAY!&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/P&gt;</description><comments>http://omglikewoah2.xanga.com/580609246/item/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Saturday, March 24, 2007</title><link>http://omglikewoah2.xanga.com/579146343/item/</link><guid>http://omglikewoah2.xanga.com/579146343/item/</guid><pubDate>Sat, 24 Mar 2007 16:10:55 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;P&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;SPAN style="WIDTH: 0px"&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;Hey guys! Spring is finally here and I'm finally feeling better! I think spring is so rejuvanating, don't you? The weather is warm, you start the season with spring break, Peeps go out for sale in the stores (mmm....I had some just the other day!), the animals all fall in love (It's true. I saw it on Bambi!) and everyone is happy. I myself am feeling extraordinary. Being in the day hospital has helped because they could monitor my meds thuroughly and now I think we have a perfect combination. I've been going to school for half a day, and then back to the day hospital. Soon I will be back in school permanently. Yaaaaaaaaay! Other than that I'm keeping myself up with being outdoors, journaling, eating healthy and challenging myself with many sudoku puzzles (they are soooo fun! When you're done with them, they make you feel so smart!). Bye! &lt;FONT color=#ff0000&gt;&amp;lt;3&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;jenn&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;IMG style="BORDER-TOP-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-LEFT-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT-WIDTH: 0px" alt="" src="http://i54.photobucket.com/albums/g95/tmgicons2/Watership%20Down/watershipdownicon_24.gif"&gt;&lt;/P&gt;</description><comments>http://omglikewoah2.xanga.com/579146343/item/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Sunday, March 18, 2007</title><link>http://omglikewoah2.xanga.com/577769178/item/</link><guid>http://omglikewoah2.xanga.com/577769178/item/</guid><pubDate>Sun, 18 Mar 2007 15:30:51 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;P&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;SPAN style="WIDTH: 0px"&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;I know I'm a day late, but.....&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P align=center&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;FONT color=#60bf00&gt;HAPPY SAINT PATRICK'S DAY!!!&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P align=center&gt;&lt;IMG style="BORDER-TOP-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-LEFT-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT-WIDTH: 0px" alt="" src="http://tbn0.google.com/images?q=tbn:cij9y2hgWtG-UM:http://www.historyimages.com/Ireland/Irish-flag-tricolor.gif"&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P align=center&gt;&lt;FONT color=#60bf00&gt;I&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;FONT color=#ffffff&gt;r&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;FONT color=#ff8000&gt;i&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;FONT color=#60bf00&gt;s&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;FONT color=#ffffff&gt;h&lt;/FONT&gt; &lt;FONT color=#ff8000&gt;P&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;FONT color=#60bf00&gt;r&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;FONT color=#ffffff&gt;i&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;FONT color=#ff8000&gt;d&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;FONT color=#60bf00&gt;e&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;FONT color=#ffffff&gt;!&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;</description><comments>http://omglikewoah2.xanga.com/577769178/item/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Wednesday, March 14, 2007</title><link>http://omglikewoah2.xanga.com/576908792/item/</link><guid>http://omglikewoah2.xanga.com/576908792/item/</guid><pubDate>Wed, 14 Mar 2007 21:39:04 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;P&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;SPAN style="WIDTH: 0px"&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;So tomorrow will be day 4 at the day hospital. The first two days I was really shy, but now I am used to everyone and the atmosphere and not afraid to be myself. It's alright there. I actually like it. But I know I have to go back to school soon, but that's just something I'll have to face. What makes me sad though is that Jess and Molly aren't there with me! They go to another program, but I do see them occasionally through out the week! I always look forward to see them. I love you Jess and Molly!!!&lt;FONT color=#ff0000&gt;&amp;lt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;FONT color=#ff0000&gt;33333&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;Let's see, what else? Oh. I got hit over the head with a giant stick/weapon thingy. Andrew was (listen to how mature this is) about to harm my little brother because he has anger issues like that. Before he could do that I got in his way and he attacked me instead. My head still hurts, but I'm glad my little brother is okay. I'm actually kind of proud of myself. I just still can't believe Andrew did that to me. He's been my best friend for as long as I can remember. It really makes me sad, but I don't know if I can ever get over this. It upsets me. I also feel bad for Andrew, but I want nothing to do with him right now.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;Well, the weather has been lovely here in Pennsylvania. Get your ass off the computer and go for a nice walk. =)&amp;nbsp; &lt;FONT color=#ff0000&gt;&amp;lt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;FONT color=#ff0000&gt;3&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;FONT color=#ff409f&gt;JENN&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&lt;FONT color=#ff409f&gt;&lt;IMG style="BORDER-TOP-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-LEFT-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT-WIDTH: 0px" alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v112/vividkc/avatars2/regspek5.png"&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/P&gt;</description><comments>http://omglikewoah2.xanga.com/576908792/item/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Sunday, March 11, 2007</title><link>http://omglikewoah2.xanga.com/576208792/item/</link><guid>http://omglikewoah2.xanga.com/576208792/item/</guid><pubDate>Sun, 11 Mar 2007 21:31:42 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;P&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;SPAN style="WIDTH: 0px"&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;LIKE ZOMG!!! YESTERDAY WAS THE COOLEST DAY EVERRRRRRRR!!!!!!!&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;Okay, so Saturday was perfect. I walked outside in the morning and the weather was so PERFECT! It was warm out, but still a little cool making it feel like spring time (even though the trees are bare and&amp;nbsp;there's still snow on the ground). Because the weather was so nice Andrew, Emily, Maire and I walked down to Turkey Hill. On the way there, guess what we saw? CROCUS! You&amp;nbsp;know, those little purple flowers? The first sign of&amp;nbsp;spring! And there was fresh onion grass growing with them too. It was a&amp;nbsp;wonderful sight, yes.&amp;nbsp;When we got to Turkey Hill, they began playing "Photograph" by Weezer, which is like, one of my very favorite Weezer songs!!! Emily went all out with her pocket money and we bought enough food for a picnic! And guess where we had our lovely lunch? On an island between to very busy roads! It was an akward but fun picnic. Then we walked home and played Super Nintendo, and then we filmed us having a snowball fight with the remaining snow that hadn't melted (is hadn't a word?) and then we played "capture the flag" lol at night and theeeeeeen we hung out in their grandparents' basement, which happens to look JUST like Eric Foreman's from That 70's Show.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;That was basically it. Today was alright because I got to take a random car ride with my mom to Maryland for no reason at all (we saw hillbillys!) and then I found a black scooter in someone's trash (haha. now who's the hillybilly) and named it Jack. I love scooters. Everyone thinks they are soooooo dorky but I think they are sooooo fun. Anyway, today was alright...but I'm nervous about tomorrow. =( I don't wanna go to the day hospital! I'm scared! Ah well. I got myself into this mess after all. &lt;FONT color=#ff0000&gt;&amp;lt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;FONT color=#ff0000&gt;3&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;JENN&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;p.s. I'm going to start ending all my entries with little icons. Yay icons!&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;IMG style="BORDER-TOP-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-LEFT-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT-WIDTH: 0px" alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v363/sputnik1629/tATu%20icons/lykeomg.png"&gt;&lt;/P&gt;</description><comments>http://omglikewoah2.xanga.com/576208792/item/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Friday, March 09, 2007</title><link>http://omglikewoah2.xanga.com/575714048/item/</link><guid>http://omglikewoah2.xanga.com/575714048/item/</guid><pubDate>Fri, 09 Mar 2007 15:46:29 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;P&gt;So it is set. I am going to the Day Hospital starting Monday.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;About two nights ago I found a water color painting in our&amp;nbsp;basement&amp;nbsp;that I painted when I was 5 years old. It was of all the Donkey Kong Country 2 characters because when I was a little girl my whole life was practically contained in the Super Nintendo system. Donkey Kong Country 2 was my all time favorite. It was so weird to look back on that water color painting because I could remember exactly what was what, even if the characters all looked like giant blobs. I showed the painting to my mom and I started to tear up a little. I said, "Seeing this just makes me remember what it was like being a kid." She asked, "Is that a good thing or bad?" I told her it was a good thing, just remembering the good days when I didn't have to worry at all about school and the only meds I took were Tums and Pepto Bismol. Then somehow my mom and I got onto the topic of her childhood memories. Now I'm not going to tell you everything she said to me because it would only be right to respect her privacy. She mainly talked about how her mother didn't really raise her and her two sisters so wonderfully. Don't get me wrong, she loved them, but she just wasn't too supportive of them and somewhat neglected them. Her mother also ignored her father all the time, making my mom (for she was a kid, see) think her father was a bad man, when really he was a sweet, sweet person. My mom didn't find that out until when she was older and more openminded. Also, my mom was I guess you could say abused by her older sister, or my Aunt Carolyn. She would do these horrible things to her and whenever my mom would tell her mother about the things she did, she wouldn't believe her. (Gee...I hope I didn't say too much. I didn't go into detail, but maybe I said too much? I don't know.) So the reason I am writing this down is because I learned to respect my mother so much more. She told me that the reason she may be so strict sometimes&amp;nbsp;is because she doesn't want us to be raised the way she was. So the next time I start to get angry with her I will remember this and treat her with&amp;nbsp;the respect she&amp;nbsp;deserves.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;Wow....that was&amp;nbsp;a weird entry. It started with Donkey Kong lol and just seemed to get really depressing. Whatever. &lt;FONT color=#ff0000&gt;&amp;lt;3&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;JENN&amp;nbsp;&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;/P&gt;</description><comments>http://omglikewoah2.xanga.com/575714048/item/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Monday, March 05, 2007</title><link>http://omglikewoah2.xanga.com/574832700/item/</link><guid>http://omglikewoah2.xanga.com/574832700/item/</guid><pubDate>Mon, 05 Mar 2007 20:48:15 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT size=7&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;SPAN style="WIDTH: 0px"&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;FONT size=7&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;SPAN style="WIDTH: 0px"&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;FONT size=7&gt;Picture time!!!&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;A href="http://photo.xanga.com/omglikeWOAH2/c0ba5110368155/photo.html" target=_blank&gt;&lt;IMG style="BORDER-TOP-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-LEFT-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT-WIDTH: 0px" alt=DSCN1013 src="http://xc0.xanga.com/ba5d311018631110368155/z78512052.jpg" width=400&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;The cold hurts my ears...&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;A href="http://photo.xanga.com/omglikeWOAH2/a7dbf110368387/photo.html" target=_blank&gt;&lt;IMG style="BORDER-TOP-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-LEFT-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT-WIDTH: 0px" alt=vegeeeburgerrrr src="http://xa7.xanga.com/dbfd500421d33110368387/z78512217.jpg" width=400&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;YUM YUM!Actually, since I&amp;nbsp;live with a bunch of vegitarians, this is a veggie burger. ;)&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;A href="http://photo.xanga.com/omglikeWOAH2/d8713110368669/photo.html" target=_blank&gt;&lt;IMG style="BORDER-TOP-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-LEFT-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT-WIDTH: 0px" alt=DSCN0972 src="http://xd8.xanga.com/713d550469333110368669/z78512421.jpg" width=400&gt;&lt;/A&gt; &lt;SPAN style="WIDTH: 0px"&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;And this is a picture of the wonderful Emily! If it weren't for her, these pictures wouldn't be here in the first place. Or in other words, I NEED A FUCKING CAMERA. &lt;FONT color=#ff0000&gt;&amp;lt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;FONT color=#ff0000&gt;3&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;jenn&lt;/STRONG&gt; (oooo, Emily loves her Gym Class Heroes!)&lt;/P&gt;</description><comments>http://omglikewoah2.xanga.com/574832700/item/#firstcomment</comments></item></channel></rss>