<?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-6304065</id><updated>2011-04-21T12:40:31.345-07:00</updated><title type='text'>No name</title><subtitle type='html'>If I could only breathe you in.....</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aopierin.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6304065/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aopierin.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17008579975055425475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>53</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6304065.post-108363326267699650</id><published>2004-05-03T17:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-03T18:18:27.106-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So, two of my buddies left today....  Dani, my sister, MY GIRL!!  I am so glad we were able to get closer this semester.  It is an honor to share ritual with you and to be your friend, too!!  I love you girl!  And Emily, damn, I'll miss seeing you every day!!  You were, like, the BEST person to have livin across the hall!!Finals are almost over...  only two more...  easy ones too...  then its </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6304065/posts/default/108363326267699650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6304065/posts/default/108363326267699650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aopierin.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108363326267699650' title=''/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17008579975055425475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6304065.post-108303282024441176</id><published>2004-04-26T19:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-04-26T19:31:13.826-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I believe this sums up everything we are feeling at this moment in time....A year has past and now we stand on the brink of returning to a world where we are surrounded by the paradox of everything yet nothing being the same. In a few weeks we will reluctantly give our hugs and, fighting the tears, say goodbye to the people who were once just names on a sheet of paper to return to people that </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6304065/posts/default/108303282024441176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6304065/posts/default/108303282024441176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aopierin.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108303282024441176' title=''/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17008579975055425475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6304065.post-108303273643045987</id><published>2004-04-26T19:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-04-26T19:29:49.920-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I believe this sums up everything we are all feeling at this moment...In A Few Weeks....A year has past and now we stand on the brink of returning to a world where we are surrounded by the paradox of everything yet nothing being the same. In a few weeks we will reluctantly give our hugs and, fighting the tears, say goodbye to the people who were once just names on a sheet of paper to return </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6304065/posts/default/108303273643045987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6304065/posts/default/108303273643045987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aopierin.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108303273643045987' title=''/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17008579975055425475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6304065.post-108294475293658280</id><published>2004-04-25T18:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-04-25T19:03:24.560-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Wanna see pix of Formal?  Go here....   http://www.PictureTrail.com/gid4188780&amp;pathID=578895</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6304065/posts/default/108294475293658280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6304065/posts/default/108294475293658280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aopierin.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108294475293658280' title=''/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17008579975055425475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6304065.post-108293213203631243</id><published>2004-04-25T15:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-04-25T15:33:03.890-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>OK, so Formal....  uummm, can I please just say it was one of the best nights EVER!!!  First of all, my big sis Jill was asked to be on A Makeover Story, for those of you who dont know, its a makeover show on the TLC network...  OK, so then, many of us AOPis figured out that her boyfriend, Matt, who was also getting a makeover for our Formal, was going to propse to Jill.  They have been together </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6304065/posts/default/108293213203631243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6304065/posts/default/108293213203631243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aopierin.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108293213203631243' title=''/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17008579975055425475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6304065.post-108282708479370552</id><published>2004-04-24T10:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-04-24T10:22:15.106-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Soooooo, tonight is our Formal!!!  WHOA, I am SO EXCITED!!!  Im getting reayd to go get my hair done, but, yeah, yesterday was SUCH a great day!!!  After almost 6 weeks of casual dating and seeing how things go...  whatever happens happens, it happened!  Ryan asked me to be his girlfriend...   K, so yeah I know its kinda silly cuz in college it just sort of happens and no one really asks, Will </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6304065/posts/default/108282708479370552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6304065/posts/default/108282708479370552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aopierin.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108282708479370552' title=''/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17008579975055425475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6304065.post-108238323394198985</id><published>2004-04-19T07:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-04-19T07:04:37.450-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Auburn girls are pretty. Georgetown girls are smart.  But it takes a University of Evansville girl to win a fella's heart. Purdue girls are tan. USI girls got flow. But when you want the best looking girl-UE's where you gotta go. UCLA girls are wild. Ball State girls are fun. But a UE girl is an Aces-girl...come on they're #1! Girls will be girls, north south east west, but UE girls will always </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6304065/posts/default/108238323394198985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6304065/posts/default/108238323394198985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aopierin.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108238323394198985' title=''/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17008579975055425475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6304065.post-108226706422202881</id><published>2004-04-17T22:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-04-17T22:50:44.356-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>HOORAY for Greek Week and Bike Race!!!  I am so proud of my sisters!!!  ALPHA OMICRON PI won Greek Week!!!  OW! OW!  We also won first place for the banner we made!!  We didnt do so hott in the Bike Race, didnt get first place there, but it doesnt matter cuz we still did well and we had a GREAT TIME!!!OK, so today, after the racin' was over, I drove myself, Dani, Laur, and Ash to Vincennes....</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6304065/posts/default/108226706422202881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6304065/posts/default/108226706422202881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aopierin.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108226706422202881' title=''/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17008579975055425475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6304065.post-108180318981532945</id><published>2004-04-12T13:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-04-12T13:57:03.360-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>OH how I love taking little road trips with sisters over breaks!!!  On this particular Easter Break, Dani and myself went home with our sister Lauren who is from the great city of Indianapolis...  mmmmm, big city.  OK, so we left Thursday evening, stopped at the ol' Kappell household, then proceeded.  We got into Indy a little after 9 and just chillllled.Friday consisted of sleeping until </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6304065/posts/default/108180318981532945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6304065/posts/default/108180318981532945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aopierin.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108180318981532945' title=''/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17008579975055425475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6304065.post-108110561324610022</id><published>2004-04-04T11:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-04-04T12:10:36.356-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>OK, so Big Brother Hunts are about the best thing ever!!!  I could have one every weekend, seriously....  I had the best night of my life last night and Im gonna tell you allllll about it!!!So, first, there were 5 of us AOPi's our on our search....  Dani, Lauren, Livia, Jess, and myself.  We started out amy my Big Sis's apt. to get dressed a drink before we left...  We went to SAE first where </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6304065/posts/default/108110561324610022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6304065/posts/default/108110561324610022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aopierin.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108110561324610022' title=''/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17008579975055425475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6304065.post-108078450373502347</id><published>2004-03-31T17:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-03-31T17:58:40.996-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Life is going fairly well...  This weekend is my big brother hunt, next weekend, I'll be in Indy for Easter, then the next weekend is Bike race, then my formal, then a weekend off then Lambda Chi's formal in Lexington!!!  Im way too excited for that one, it holds so much significance and I cant wait!!  Its going to be so great!!!  I'm not a perfect person as many things i wish i didn't do, but</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6304065/posts/default/108078450373502347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6304065/posts/default/108078450373502347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aopierin.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#108078450373502347' title=''/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17008579975055425475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6304065.post-108078170690574507</id><published>2004-03-31T17:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-03-31T17:12:04.793-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Im sort of distressed at the moment.  I had been neglected one of the people that meant most to me and had not realized it.  I feel really terrible and I am so sorry.  You were completely right and I apologize for not thinking about you.  I got so caught up in every thing that was going on here that it did not occur to me that things were different for you and it was difficult for you to hear </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6304065/posts/default/108078170690574507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6304065/posts/default/108078170690574507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aopierin.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#108078170690574507' title=''/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17008579975055425475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6304065.post-108015370017985508</id><published>2004-03-24T10:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-03-24T10:45:07.640-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Sooooo happy...OK, so I admit it, I completely had the wrong impression of Lambda Chi's cuz I only had had bad experiences with them....  but then I decided to start hanging out with the Lambda Chi's here at UE and WHOA are they awesome!  So much fun with those guys...  Congrats to my baseball boys for their tourney this past weekend!!  You guys still rock!  I am so proud!!  Good luck this </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6304065/posts/default/108015370017985508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6304065/posts/default/108015370017985508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aopierin.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#108015370017985508' title=''/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17008579975055425475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6304065.post-107972944262187330</id><published>2004-03-19T12:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-03-19T12:54:03.996-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>OMG!!  Battle at the Braun baby!!!  UE baseball tore the shit out of USI!!  18-8  What a great game!!!  Thus, further proving east side is better than west, UE is better than USI...  They were chanting U-S-I....  more like West Side High, thanks, bye, I love my boys!!!  Theyre the best!!!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6304065/posts/default/107972944262187330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6304065/posts/default/107972944262187330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aopierin.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107972944262187330' title=''/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17008579975055425475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6304065.post-107963306755589010</id><published>2004-03-18T10:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-03-18T10:07:47.263-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Oh, by the way, it seems as though some people have been having trouble keeping to their word.  My advice is to learn how to keep promises...  sometimes you can really hurt people by not keeping them, and thats not fair....</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6304065/posts/default/107963306755589010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6304065/posts/default/107963306755589010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aopierin.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107963306755589010' title=''/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17008579975055425475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6304065.post-107963299223265947</id><published>2004-03-18T10:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-03-18T10:06:31.950-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So many options, so little time....That stupid too many boys thing is happening again!!  I guess I really shouldnt complain, but I just really dont know who I want to be with!!!  Oh well, I'll just soak it up and let things happen.  Thats the best thing to do, right??  In the end, whomever is right for me is who I will be with...  no more pushing...  The best way to ruin a relationship is by </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6304065/posts/default/107963299223265947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6304065/posts/default/107963299223265947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aopierin.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107963299223265947' title=''/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17008579975055425475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6304065.post-107921064158398832</id><published>2004-03-13T12:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-03-13T12:47:14.046-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Florida has its own unique smell.....and, boy, does it smell wonderful!!!  The five of us girls, Brannock, Sidberry, Jessie, Dani Wash, and myself, finally got into Orlando/Disney World about 5 Saturday evening and the first thing we all noticed was how great that Florida smell was.. mmmmmmDid you know DisneyWorld is bigger than some states here in the US?!  Thats amazingOur condo was </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6304065/posts/default/107921064158398832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6304065/posts/default/107921064158398832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aopierin.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107921064158398832' title=''/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17008579975055425475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6304065.post-107844873449286422</id><published>2004-03-04T17:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-03-04T17:08:35.436-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Holy shit, I canNOT wait for Spring Break.   Tomorrow cant be gone soon enough.  In less than 48 hours my happy ass will be in sunshine by a pool.  This semester is not as easy as I thought it was going to be and Im way too stressed!!  Orlando, here we come!!  I feel like Im about to reach another breaking point.  I believe many things will come into perspective after the break.  Woo Hoo!!  Have </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6304065/posts/default/107844873449286422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6304065/posts/default/107844873449286422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aopierin.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107844873449286422' title=''/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17008579975055425475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6304065.post-107834251908844556</id><published>2004-03-03T11:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-03-03T11:38:18.030-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>OK, so the fact that I will marry my half brother OR my half sister, only makes this stupid thing funnier since I get teased all the time about being from Kentucky....  *sigh*   However, I do believe in nudity!!Get to know the REAL you by crash_and_burnYour NameYou Are A:JockYour Favorite Band/SongColdplay - YellowYou Like To Read:Horror booksYou Firmly Believe In:NudityEveryone Thinks You Are:</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6304065/posts/default/107834251908844556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6304065/posts/default/107834251908844556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aopierin.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107834251908844556' title=''/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17008579975055425475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6304065.post-107828156246972817</id><published>2004-03-02T18:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-03-02T18:45:54.936-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Since when is being proud of friends being obssessed with friends?  I am not obsessed with the baseball team, nor am I a groupie and I think it is shitty to call me such.  You cant be a groupie when some of your closest guy friends are ont eh team and so is your significant other.  That's just called support.  Jealous much?  I believe there is nothing wrong with going to games with other friends </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6304065/posts/default/107828156246972817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6304065/posts/default/107828156246972817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aopierin.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107828156246972817' title=''/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17008579975055425475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6304065.post-107811106132172482</id><published>2004-02-29T19:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-29T19:20:36.750-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>THEY WON!!!I am so proud of our baseball team!!!  Way to represent!  The boys beat Ball State 8-7.  It was glorious...  1-0 us, then all of the sudden in the 5th we were down 6-1...  then a couple more runs for us and its 7-6 at the top of the 9th...  As a runless top goes by for Ball State, it's our turn to win....  bases loaded, a ground ball is hit and 2 runs come in for the win!!!  Way to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6304065/posts/default/107811106132172482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6304065/posts/default/107811106132172482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aopierin.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107811106132172482' title=''/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17008579975055425475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6304065.post-107809385143268716</id><published>2004-02-29T14:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-29T14:38:51.246-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>This weekend has been really great!!!  Jenne got married this weekend so Brit and Lisa were in town and met up, yaaaaaaay!!!  I love those girls.  Lisa always puts me in the best mood ever, no matter how Im feeling!BOUNCE!    and....Lisa and I start bouncingHAHAHAHAHAHA Friday night, the boys had their first home baseball game and it was soooo much fun!!  They beat Butler 9-2, then last </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6304065/posts/default/107809385143268716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6304065/posts/default/107809385143268716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aopierin.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107809385143268716' title=''/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17008579975055425475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6304065.post-107781924711709791</id><published>2004-02-26T10:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-26T10:16:57.890-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Heres to true friendship....isabear03 (12:10:39 PM): my nose is runningisabear03 (12:10:43 PM): pass me a tissueHartbreaker8403 (12:10:59 PM): heres my sleeveisabear03 (12:11:06 PM): thanks man</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6304065/posts/default/107781924711709791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6304065/posts/default/107781924711709791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aopierin.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107781924711709791' title=''/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17008579975055425475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6304065.post-107780615538538526</id><published>2004-02-26T06:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-26T06:39:02.733-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>All our young lives we search for someone to love. Someone who makes us complete. We choose partners and change partners. We dance to a song of heartbreakAnd hope all of the while,That somewhere, somehow, There is someone perfect who might be searching for us.Im at the point where I am looking for The One.  Does that scare you?  It excites me.  To know that the next person I am with could</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6304065/posts/default/107780615538538526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6304065/posts/default/107780615538538526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aopierin.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107780615538538526' title=''/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17008579975055425475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6304065.post-107765363397110056</id><published>2004-02-24T12:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-24T12:16:42.153-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>*)/ I'm out of touch.I fell to fast I feel too much..</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6304065/posts/default/107765363397110056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6304065/posts/default/107765363397110056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aopierin.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107765363397110056' title=''/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17008579975055425475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6304065.post-107751705120480204</id><published>2004-02-22T22:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-22T22:26:50.746-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Isnt it wonderful how there are people in the world who, when you see them, just brighten up your day, no matter what??  I feel very blessed to have so many of those people in my life...  Eric, Prout, Gabe, Dee, Nick, Adam, Lisa, Schubert, Dani, Grecco, Cris, Em, Linds, Treadway, Annette, Charly, Jill, Rita, Cassie, Holly, Nejad, Cassie (yes, I am fortunate enough to have 2!!) and Hannah, even </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6304065/posts/default/107751705120480204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6304065/posts/default/107751705120480204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aopierin.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107751705120480204' title=''/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17008579975055425475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6304065.post-107751667569854427</id><published>2004-02-22T22:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-22T22:14:27.530-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Jason Schubert is one of the coolest guys and one of the best friends ever!!  From his subprofile to all of you....Words to live by*Remember, I'm a dork*Pick battles big enough to matter, small enough to win*To build may have to be the slow and laborious task of years. To destroy can be the thoughtless act of a single day*The grand essentials of happiness are: something to do, something to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6304065/posts/default/107751667569854427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6304065/posts/default/107751667569854427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aopierin.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107751667569854427' title=''/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17008579975055425475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6304065.post-107747649116321084</id><published>2004-02-22T11:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-22T11:04:16.670-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>As we grow up, we learn that even the one person that wasn't supposed to ever let you down probably will. You will have your heart broken once, or possibly more than once, and its harder every time. You'll break hearts too, so remember how it felt when yours was broken. You'll fight with your best friend and you might even fall in love with him or her. You'll blame a new love for things an old </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6304065/posts/default/107747649116321084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6304065/posts/default/107747649116321084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aopierin.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107747649116321084' title=''/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17008579975055425475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6304065.post-107724717458678133</id><published>2004-02-19T19:18:00.003-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-19T19:24:35.483-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I miss Eric</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6304065/posts/default/107724717458678133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6304065/posts/default/107724717458678133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aopierin.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107724717458678133' title=''/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17008579975055425475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6304065.post-107713518546776762</id><published>2004-02-18T12:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-18T12:15:45.390-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I forgot something...  I know I can go and re-edit, but I want this to be an entity of its own.  So, OK, some people think blogs are stupid and a place to vent or get sympathy or whatnot and that they are stupid.  Well, DUH, what did you expect???  Blogs are fun, they are a way to keep in touch with everyone and I have some funny shit happen to me and instead of telling everyone the story a </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6304065/posts/default/107713518546776762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6304065/posts/default/107713518546776762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aopierin.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107713518546776762' title=''/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17008579975055425475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6304065.post-107713501903021759</id><published>2004-02-18T12:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-18T12:12:58.983-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>OK, I will admit it.  I was wrong.  It was all in my head that people were being shitty with me.  It was my own paranoia and there are peeps out there who are genuine!!!  The tags, you guys, are great.  I absolutely love them!!  They totally made my day, but sign them!!!  OMG, lol, it drives me uts not to know who sent them, hehe.  Anyway, thank you, I really appreciate it!The boys leave today </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6304065/posts/default/107713501903021759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6304065/posts/default/107713501903021759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aopierin.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107713501903021759' title=''/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17008579975055425475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6304065.post-107690726777379796</id><published>2004-02-15T20:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-15T20:57:04.296-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>How could I have gone from a great day like yesterday, so a shitty one like today??  Ive realized the hard way that no one is who they seem.  I thought I had so many people to depend on, but I realized I dont at all.  Ive been getting the feeling of resentment from those closest to me for spending too much time with a couple other people outside of the group, so to speak.  I really dont have any </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6304065/posts/default/107690726777379796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6304065/posts/default/107690726777379796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aopierin.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107690726777379796' title=''/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17008579975055425475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6304065.post-107677900596520557</id><published>2004-02-14T09:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-14T09:19:55.466-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So, today is Valentine's Day......  I know some of you out there are way bitter about this because you are "alone"  Well, that's just plain silly, ya know?  Because you are never, ever alone.  Celebrate Valentines Day with the ones you love, not just the one you are in love with, k?  Take the time to put that negative energy into sending some love to someone, anyone, and I bet you one million and</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6304065/posts/default/107677900596520557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6304065/posts/default/107677900596520557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aopierin.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107677900596520557' title=''/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17008579975055425475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6304065.post-107636568074359520</id><published>2004-02-09T14:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-09T14:31:05.810-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>:D :D :D :D :D :DYeah, Im happy, real real happy.  When they say that things look up, things arent bad forever, they werent kidding were they??  And it feels really really good to be there for those who arent as happy, and were there for me when I was sadder than they.  People, IT WILL GET BETTER!!!  As My Connecticut Eric would say....Days get shorter, Nights get longer, Snow gets deeper, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6304065/posts/default/107636568074359520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6304065/posts/default/107636568074359520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aopierin.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107636568074359520' title=''/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17008579975055425475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6304065.post-107618945775716495</id><published>2004-02-07T13:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-07T13:33:22.420-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>OK, so the funniest thing happened last night....  Eric and I are asleep and its like 2 in the morning....  and the friggin fire alarm goes off!  Let me remind you that Eric lives in an all male residence hall....  and I had to go outside....  in the cold....  in his clothes cuz I borrowed some to sleep in...  yeah   it was REAL funny.....  but what was even better was that I was definitley not </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6304065/posts/default/107618945775716495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6304065/posts/default/107618945775716495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aopierin.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107618945775716495' title=''/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17008579975055425475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6304065.post-107569912860341225</id><published>2004-02-01T21:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-01T21:21:05.530-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>From the outside you can never begin to understand, and from the inside you can never begin to explain.  I love Alpha Omicron Pi!!!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6304065/posts/default/107569912860341225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6304065/posts/default/107569912860341225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aopierin.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107569912860341225' title=''/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17008579975055425475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6304065.post-107567699170645173</id><published>2004-02-01T15:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-01T15:15:29.840-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ive finally come full circle!!  OK, so Ive become realkly good friends with the guy I met in CO.  And I think that is where it's going to stay, which is completely fine with the both of us.  We had a blast in CO and it was a good way to start off a relationship.  Anyway, so this baseball guy...  Eric is a great guy and things are getting to be better every day.  Who knows?  Maybe this is finally </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6304065/posts/default/107567699170645173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6304065/posts/default/107567699170645173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aopierin.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107567699170645173' title=''/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17008579975055425475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6304065.post-107527335010884767</id><published>2004-01-27T23:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-27T23:04:40.483-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Dont go for looks they can decieve, dont go for wealth; even that fades away go for someone who makes you smile and can brighten any day. Thx D and E.J.!  ;-)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6304065/posts/default/107527335010884767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6304065/posts/default/107527335010884767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aopierin.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107527335010884767' title=''/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17008579975055425475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6304065.post-107523223577347733</id><published>2004-01-27T11:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-27T11:39:25.170-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Oohhhh goodnessSo, my room mate moved out.  Like, I came home from work last night and she was moving out to the room next door.  Turns out, she had this other room mate and and they had a room, but then that room had to be given to someone else, so they had to find some other place to stay until there was a room available for the both of them.  OK, so she never told me this.  Not like I would </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6304065/posts/default/107523223577347733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6304065/posts/default/107523223577347733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aopierin.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107523223577347733' title=''/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17008579975055425475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6304065.post-107500922944862834</id><published>2004-01-24T21:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-24T21:43:27.746-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>mmmmmmk, so, last night, bid night got over around 7:30 and about 8 I was walking over to the baseball house to meet up with a couple of my guy friends, and Lisa calls me.  She had decided to leave right then and just drive up here to hang out...  that was way too cool!!  She got here around 10:30, in the middle of all of us sisters taking the new girls on the fraternity parade where we show them</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6304065/posts/default/107500922944862834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6304065/posts/default/107500922944862834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aopierin.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107500922944862834' title=''/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17008579975055425475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6304065.post-107489044439883600</id><published>2004-01-23T12:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-23T12:49:19.390-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Sooooo, last night was the final night for recruitment where we had selections!  Good grief, that was so stressful and emotionally draining!!  But I had 5 girls that I really really wanted, 3 girls I wasnt particularly excited about even though I liekd them well enough, and 3 other girls I didnt want AT ALL.  Im supposing I wasnt alone because the 5 girls I really wanted were the 5 we have given </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6304065/posts/default/107489044439883600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6304065/posts/default/107489044439883600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aopierin.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107489044439883600' title=''/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17008579975055425475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6304065.post-107465777910911542</id><published>2004-01-20T19:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-20T20:04:59.686-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So, I just got back from out AOPi spring recruitment!!  Im real excited cuz we had some really great girls come in that I would absolutley love to see as AOPi!!  Granted, there were also some who werent so exciting and who didnt show the grace and light all AOPi's must have, but they were nice nonetheless.  Tonight was just real casual...  we just all hung out in the suite...  tomorrow we are all</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6304065/posts/default/107465777910911542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6304065/posts/default/107465777910911542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aopierin.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107465777910911542' title=''/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17008579975055425475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6304065.post-107463104967471677</id><published>2004-01-20T12:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-20T12:39:29.500-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Wait for the boy who pursues you, the one who will make an ordinary moment seem magical, and the kind of boy who brings out the best in you and makes you want to be a better person. Wait for the boy who will be your best friend, the person who will drop everything to be with you at any time of the day no matter what the circumstances. Wait for the boy who makes you smile like no other boy makes </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6304065/posts/default/107463104967471677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6304065/posts/default/107463104967471677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aopierin.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107463104967471677' title=''/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17008579975055425475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6304065.post-107462254459456247</id><published>2004-01-20T10:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-20T10:17:44.496-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I want to be the one he  looks at, than smiles and says to his friends....that's her</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6304065/posts/default/107462254459456247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6304065/posts/default/107462254459456247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aopierin.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107462254459456247' title=''/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17008579975055425475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6304065.post-107447431148935163</id><published>2004-01-18T16:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-18T17:07:09.140-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ssssooooo, this week certianly just kept getting better....  Ive decided you guys rock my face off and its just me who brought on the agony of lonliness and blah blah blah....  WORK SUCKS!!I had to work every day this past week , plus a doublt on Saturday....  yeah, 10:0 a.m. to about 10:30 pm...  not ttoooooooo bad, right??  Until they placed a party of 20 people in the back room...  in MY </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6304065/posts/default/107447431148935163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6304065/posts/default/107447431148935163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aopierin.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107447431148935163' title=''/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17008579975055425475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6304065.post-107428311796010106</id><published>2004-01-16T11:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-16T12:01:33.186-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>OK, so I want to thank everyone that has been so concerned with my well being...  I have had a pretty good past couple of days.  I apologize for kinda going off on the blog here....  I meant for it to just be a whining venting thing...  I kinda didnt want the blog to be a diary...  just a place to share funny andinteresting things that happen to me, cuz theyre are lots and lots...  I was just </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6304065/posts/default/107428311796010106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6304065/posts/default/107428311796010106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aopierin.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107428311796010106' title=''/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17008579975055425475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6304065.post-107410892838526485</id><published>2004-01-14T11:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-14T11:37:19.856-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I got this quote from Schubert's away message....I'm one of those things you save forever but never needLike an old newspaper no one has time to readThis child has grown into a dead endSince I lost the power to pretendBut it's alright, that's who I am insideNot much to say on this non-toxic, ordinary dayThere'sonly room for one on this microphoneIn my finest hour I'm still aloneBut </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6304065/posts/default/107410892838526485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6304065/posts/default/107410892838526485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aopierin.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107410892838526485' title=''/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17008579975055425475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6304065.post-107397204270994624</id><published>2004-01-12T21:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-12T21:35:30.320-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Sooooo, I hate myself...  Has anyone out there truly wanted to be my friend, or was just nice to me??  Because everyone seems really fake and all I ever feel is taken advantage of...  I am always that person that everyone runs to for help, but when I need it, there is no one...  I never have the help I give out, so thanks.  No, just thanks a lot. I have my own resolution....  I am going to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6304065/posts/default/107397204270994624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6304065/posts/default/107397204270994624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aopierin.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107397204270994624' title=''/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17008579975055425475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6304065.post-107387668432812038</id><published>2004-01-11T18:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-11T19:07:00.336-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>HAHA, Lisa just reminded me of my shining moment...  although it makes me sound kinda goofy, but at that time, no one knew that, but me.OK, so this is a day back in the 8th grade while sitting in French class.  We were all sitting in a circle cuz Mme Hamsley was weird like that....  So, anyway, there was this girl I loathed in middle school...  she shall remain nameless cuz some people read </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6304065/posts/default/107387668432812038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6304065/posts/default/107387668432812038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aopierin.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107387668432812038' title=''/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17008579975055425475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6304065.post-107386416953822111</id><published>2004-01-11T15:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-11T15:39:28.886-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Im sitting here still waiting for more of my girls to show up...  Im so bored!!  I thought coming back to school would be so great after being cooped up at home for a month, but I was wrong....  CO was so great and such a blast that I just wanna go back....  *sigh*I know there is a lot of blogging going on so far on my part, but I bet any money that this is going to slow down real quick once I </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6304065/posts/default/107386416953822111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6304065/posts/default/107386416953822111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aopierin.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107386416953822111' title=''/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17008579975055425475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6304065.post-107380710362816207</id><published>2004-01-10T23:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-10T23:45:23.900-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>OMG!!! Ok, prepare yourselves cuz this is a funny one!! Alright, so initially, I was supposed to go over to Sig Ep and hang out with Spencer... that fell thru and I am so glad it did!! I met up with Cassie and Holly over at SAE.... so we're hanging out with a couple guys, drinkin peach schnaps and watchin American Wedding..... So, then Michael, he's awesome, I love that hottie, he decides </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6304065/posts/default/107380710362816207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6304065/posts/default/107380710362816207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aopierin.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107380710362816207' title=''/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17008579975055425475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6304065.post-107372225708803206</id><published>2004-01-10T02:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-10T23:36:49.860-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ok...  Im real drunk right now....  if I drunk-dialed you, Im sorry...  I know I called a couple of people.... Lisa, Im sorry David called and interrupted your date with Brandon....  but Im glad I got to talk to you.i just realized my mouth is hanging openI also just realized that I really, really miss this special kid....  the guy from eville whos out of town right now....  I didnt realize</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6304065/posts/default/107372225708803206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6304065/posts/default/107372225708803206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aopierin.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107372225708803206' title=''/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17008579975055425475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6304065.post-107361340056180353</id><published>2004-01-08T17:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-01-08T17:58:30.503-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hokay, SO!  For the new year, I have decided to have a blog of my own....  I always love reading everyone else's blogs, so maybe I thot I would share some things too....  like my trip to Colorado see my Isa and her k-razy family!!  I love you guys!!!I flew out there New Years Day...  and Lisa had a HUGE surprise...  fucking Daniel Cane Wallace was standing there at the airport too!!!  WTF mates</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6304065/posts/default/107361340056180353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6304065/posts/default/107361340056180353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aopierin.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107361340056180353' title=''/><author><name>Erin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17008579975055425475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
