<?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-8628242041511220912</id><updated>2011-08-02T11:39:15.362-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Live and Love</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-princess.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8628242041511220912/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-princess.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>N0tta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08096872636413245560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Iwe4gF7HP94/SUU39CrUeGI/AAAAAAAAAGg/Hzow7DVrOH8/S220/n686097068_1135040_9843.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>39</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8628242041511220912.post-2051843100196964462</id><published>2009-06-21T16:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T16:40:09.406-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What do you live for?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Iwe4gF7HP94/Sj7E0Ba-_tI/AAAAAAAAAOA/3IclXScmjVo/s1600-h/DSC00173+-+Kopi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 250px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Iwe4gF7HP94/Sj7E0Ba-_tI/AAAAAAAAAOA/3IclXScmjVo/s320/DSC00173+-+Kopi.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349929805376585426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeg har ikke skrevet på en ukes tid nå fordi jeg har den beste tiden i mitt liv ;D Jeg har en fantastisk kjærest som jeg er sammen med nesten hver dag :) Skolen er snart ferdig og det er sommerferi :) Søstra mi har flyttet tilbake til Kr.sund :)Jeg har venner jeg kan stole på ;) Hva mer kan jeg be om? Jeg er ikke stor forlangende så jeg spør ikke om mer :)Trur denne sommern blir den beste i mitt liv &lt;3 Gleder meg så sykt ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ikke alle har fått med seg alt dette da :P Sandra har nok flyttet til kr.sund på grunn av sine egne grunner ;) men jeg er bare glad hun er her. Har savnet henne såååå mye ;* Hun er jo min bestevenn, ikke bare søstra mi. Jeg kan fotelle henne allt uten at hun dømmer meg.. Hun gir meg råd og tips og er der for meg &lt;3 Super glad i deg ;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ja jeg har fått meg kjærest, han er den beste ;* Jeg har vært skeptisk på gutter og de har såret meg MYE. Men Jan Harald viser at ikke alle gutter er like, og han sier og gjør alle de riktige tingene &lt;3 Han er fantastisk ;* Et sitat som Jan Harald sa til meg "Jeg hadde flyd til verdens ende bare for å si at jeg er glad i deg" &lt;3 Sitat fra meg til Jan Harald "Folk sier at det vakreste som skjer er med øynene lukket, som et kyss. Jeg mener at det vakreste er når jeg åpner øynene mine og ser deg" &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Skolen er ferdig på tirsdag og i mårra har jeg fri ;P Så da skal jeg til Averøya sammen med sandra :) Og på tirsdag skal vi på Gran Hotel og spise frokost :) Til nester år skal jeg nok gå et år til med resturang og matfag for å bli ferdig med den linja også.. Etter det blir d jo ut som lærling :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeg har funnet ut dette åre hvem av mine venner jeg kan stole på og som er der for meg, å det er jo alltid good :) Venner kommer å går, sånn er bare livet:) Og nå som jeg er så glad og lykkelig med Jan Harald tror jeg ikke noen kan ødelege det smile jeg har i fjese nå :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sommer , Jeg har ingen planer, tar alt som d kommer :) Jeg og Jan Harald skal hvertfall kose oss de tre siste ukene i juli, for da har han fri fra jobb &lt;3 Gleder meg ;*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8628242041511220912-2051843100196964462?l=im-princess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-princess.blogspot.com/feeds/2051843100196964462/comments/default' title='Legg inn kommentarer'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8628242041511220912&amp;postID=2051843100196964462' title='0 Kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8628242041511220912/posts/default/2051843100196964462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8628242041511220912/posts/default/2051843100196964462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-princess.blogspot.com/2009/06/what-do-you-live-for.html' title='What do you live for?'/><author><name>N0tta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08096872636413245560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Iwe4gF7HP94/SUU39CrUeGI/AAAAAAAAAGg/Hzow7DVrOH8/S220/n686097068_1135040_9843.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Iwe4gF7HP94/Sj7E0Ba-_tI/AAAAAAAAAOA/3IclXScmjVo/s72-c/DSC00173+-+Kopi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8628242041511220912.post-9219106662512398007</id><published>2009-06-11T13:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T13:20:16.051-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Deg og bare deg &lt;3</title><content type='html'>Jeg tenker på deg hver dag som går og klarer ikke ta øynene mine vekk fra deg.&lt;br /&gt;Du er så kjekk og har verdens fineste personlighet.&lt;br /&gt;Jeg er så utrolig glad i deg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 Jan Harald &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ja dagene mine har gått fint, har kost meg mye sammen med Jan Harald og Sandra :)&lt;br /&gt;Har møtt Jan Harald hver dag nå ;* Er sååå glad sandra har flyttet til Kr.sund igjen.&lt;br /&gt;Savnet henne sykt mye, hun er en person jeg kan stole på å jeg vet altid er der for meg. Jeg husker når vi var mindre, vi krnaglet hele tiden og jeg var glad når du flyttet på internat skole. Nå skjønner jeg ikke hva jeg tenkte på. Du er ej super jente og du er ikke bare min søster men min bestevenn. Jeg vet at du er den eneste jeg kan stole 110% på. Kjempe glad i deg søs (Søstrene Moen) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Iwe4gF7HP94/SjFm8eeYyYI/AAAAAAAAAN4/yyRTdJKIBF0/s1600-h/Picture0052.jpg"&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/_Iwe4gF7HP94/SjFm8eeYyYI/AAAAAAAAAN4/yyRTdJKIBF0/s320/Picture0052.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346167421824190850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8628242041511220912-9219106662512398007?l=im-princess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-princess.blogspot.com/feeds/9219106662512398007/comments/default' title='Legg inn kommentarer'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8628242041511220912&amp;postID=9219106662512398007' title='0 Kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8628242041511220912/posts/default/9219106662512398007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8628242041511220912/posts/default/9219106662512398007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-princess.blogspot.com/2009/06/deg-og-bare-deg-3.html' title='Deg og bare deg &lt;3'/><author><name>N0tta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08096872636413245560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Iwe4gF7HP94/SUU39CrUeGI/AAAAAAAAAGg/Hzow7DVrOH8/S220/n686097068_1135040_9843.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Iwe4gF7HP94/SjFm8eeYyYI/AAAAAAAAAN4/yyRTdJKIBF0/s72-c/Picture0052.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8628242041511220912.post-4719551319800618379</id><published>2009-05-28T12:10:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T12:14:29.658-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ja vel</title><content type='html'>Jeg merker jeg gjør allt feil.. så skal ikke spøre om hjelp mer.. jeg skal klare meg selv.. Selv om jeg strever skal jeg gjøre d.. Og jeg er tydelighvis ikke noe å ta vare på av en venn.. er ikke verdt d vettu.. Jeg forteller allt, dere forteller ikke meg noe..  men men hva kan man forlange.. jo ikke no.. man skal ikke folange noe av noen.. og folk skal ikke folange no av meg.. men jeg kan tydelighvis å skuffe.. ååhh.. nå er jeg egentlig lei og har vondt i hode.. uff ja ja.. snx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8628242041511220912-4719551319800618379?l=im-princess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-princess.blogspot.com/feeds/4719551319800618379/comments/default' title='Legg inn kommentarer'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8628242041511220912&amp;postID=4719551319800618379' title='0 Kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8628242041511220912/posts/default/4719551319800618379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8628242041511220912/posts/default/4719551319800618379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-princess.blogspot.com/2009/05/ja-vel.html' title='Ja vel'/><author><name>N0tta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08096872636413245560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Iwe4gF7HP94/SUU39CrUeGI/AAAAAAAAAGg/Hzow7DVrOH8/S220/n686097068_1135040_9843.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8628242041511220912.post-6131949609994034238</id><published>2009-05-22T13:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T13:59:33.276-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tequila :'(</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Iwe4gF7HP94/ShcSLs7_FSI/AAAAAAAAANo/pcTkxReLyvE/s1600-h/Bilde004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Iwe4gF7HP94/ShcSLs7_FSI/AAAAAAAAANo/pcTkxReLyvE/s320/Bilde004.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338755875521631522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JA jeg skal selge henne.. (5000kr) Jeg er usikker men jeg vet med meg selv at d er d jeg vil.. jeg vil bare savne d lille barne mitt.. :'( Men jeg skal kjøpe meg en hund for pengen jeg får fra henne. JEg tror en hund vil passe meg bedre.. JEg blir lei meg av tanken på å selge gulle mitt men d er d beste.. åhh :( Kunne ikke hun bare være en gammel pus som var rolig å ikke slitsom og lot meg sove .. Er d d riktige av meg? Burde jeg gjøre dette? Tror dere hun får d bedre? Vil hun savne meg? :'( jeg vil savne henne..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8628242041511220912-6131949609994034238?l=im-princess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-princess.blogspot.com/feeds/6131949609994034238/comments/default' title='Legg inn kommentarer'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8628242041511220912&amp;postID=6131949609994034238' title='1 Kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8628242041511220912/posts/default/6131949609994034238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8628242041511220912/posts/default/6131949609994034238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-princess.blogspot.com/2009/05/tequila.html' title='Tequila :&apos;('/><author><name>N0tta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08096872636413245560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Iwe4gF7HP94/SUU39CrUeGI/AAAAAAAAAGg/Hzow7DVrOH8/S220/n686097068_1135040_9843.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Iwe4gF7HP94/ShcSLs7_FSI/AAAAAAAAANo/pcTkxReLyvE/s72-c/Bilde004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8628242041511220912.post-8428794426037460966</id><published>2009-05-18T16:30:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T16:31:35.608-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A strong woman</title><content type='html'>Har noe jeg vil få ut fra hjernen XD Noe om kjærleik :P Jeg mener om meg selv da et når man blir såret mange ganger lager man en mur runt seg for å ikke bli såret igjen.. og det er en kjekking i hode på meg nå, men jeg forventer ikke en dritt. Jeg syns han er kjekk å jeg håper jo selfølgelig. men for meg ville d ikke såra meg no hvis han ikke ville ha meg. Begge parter skal gjøre seg fortjent til hverandre mener jeg.. både gutten og jenta(jenta og jenta / gutten og gutten) skal gi 110% i forholde. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Iwe4gF7HP94/ShHvufjonRI/AAAAAAAAANg/O0wZqUrOxQo/s1600-h/bogg.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 226px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Iwe4gF7HP94/ShHvufjonRI/AAAAAAAAANg/O0wZqUrOxQo/s320/bogg.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337310615434730770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Han jeg tenker på er jo sååååå kjekk, jeg har da lov å drømme, sant? hehehe ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8628242041511220912-8428794426037460966?l=im-princess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-princess.blogspot.com/feeds/8428794426037460966/comments/default' title='Legg inn kommentarer'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8628242041511220912&amp;postID=8428794426037460966' title='2 Kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8628242041511220912/posts/default/8428794426037460966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8628242041511220912/posts/default/8428794426037460966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-princess.blogspot.com/2009/05/strong-woman.html' title='A strong woman'/><author><name>N0tta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08096872636413245560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Iwe4gF7HP94/SUU39CrUeGI/AAAAAAAAAGg/Hzow7DVrOH8/S220/n686097068_1135040_9843.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Iwe4gF7HP94/ShHvufjonRI/AAAAAAAAANg/O0wZqUrOxQo/s72-c/bogg.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8628242041511220912.post-2470109359468881437</id><published>2009-05-11T14:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T14:53:38.264-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hvorfor er du ikke her hos meg?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Iwe4gF7HP94/SgieU88JoCI/AAAAAAAAANY/lsiFjH8Tf30/s1600-h/huset_005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Iwe4gF7HP94/SgieU88JoCI/AAAAAAAAANY/lsiFjH8Tf30/s320/huset_005.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334687841413341218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeg savner deg. Du var altid der for meg. Jeg tenker på deg hver dag før jeg legger meg. Og hvor mye jeg hater meg selv for å ikke være i begravelsen din og at jeg ikke har vært på graven din. Jeg er bare ikke tøff nok. Jeg gråter bare ved å skrive dette. Jeg lover deg vennen, jeg skal komme på graven din. Alt er så tøft for tiden. Alt går imot meg, jeg prøver å være sterk men av og til kan d bli litt for mye.. Jeg er super glad for at jeg har de vennene jeg har og at jeg kan stole på dem. Men jeg skulle ønske du var her med meg nå. Hvorfor måtte du dra? Du fortjente det virkelig ikke vennen. Du skulle vært her med meg. &lt;strong&gt;Hvorfor deg?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8628242041511220912-2470109359468881437?l=im-princess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-princess.blogspot.com/feeds/2470109359468881437/comments/default' title='Legg inn kommentarer'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8628242041511220912&amp;postID=2470109359468881437' title='0 Kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8628242041511220912/posts/default/2470109359468881437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8628242041511220912/posts/default/2470109359468881437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-princess.blogspot.com/2009/05/hvorfor-er-du-ikke-her-hos-meg.html' title='Hvorfor er du ikke her hos meg?'/><author><name>N0tta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08096872636413245560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Iwe4gF7HP94/SUU39CrUeGI/AAAAAAAAAGg/Hzow7DVrOH8/S220/n686097068_1135040_9843.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Iwe4gF7HP94/SgieU88JoCI/AAAAAAAAANY/lsiFjH8Tf30/s72-c/huset_005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8628242041511220912.post-8811643475038906441</id><published>2009-05-10T09:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T10:06:11.721-07:00</updated><title type='text'>dikt jeg liker, fordi det minner litt om meg..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Iwe4gF7HP94/SgcJf7zyKeI/AAAAAAAAANQ/HgJdAol5iS0/s1600-h/181728.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Iwe4gF7HP94/SgcJf7zyKeI/AAAAAAAAANQ/HgJdAol5iS0/s320/181728.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334242727879125474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hun smiler seg gjennom dagen&lt;br /&gt;og får ofte folk til å le.&lt;br /&gt;Du syns kanskje hun er litt sær,&lt;br /&gt;men ser ikke noe galt i det.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hun lytter til det du sier&lt;br /&gt;og vil helst være alles venn.&lt;br /&gt;Hvis du ser det blinker en tåre,&lt;br /&gt;er den borte når hun snur seg igjen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trenger du hjelp med noe er gang&lt;br /&gt;spør henne, hun gjør seg flid.&lt;br /&gt;Som en reddende engel som flyr inn&lt;br /&gt;når ingen andre har tid,&lt;br /&gt;men rundt seg selv bygger hun en mur&lt;br /&gt;der ingen slipper inn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For ingen vet at om natten er det en tårer på selveste engelns kinn..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8628242041511220912-8811643475038906441?l=im-princess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-princess.blogspot.com/feeds/8811643475038906441/comments/default' title='Legg inn kommentarer'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8628242041511220912&amp;postID=8811643475038906441' title='0 Kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8628242041511220912/posts/default/8811643475038906441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8628242041511220912/posts/default/8811643475038906441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-princess.blogspot.com/2009/05/dikt-jeg-liker-fordi-det-minner-litt-om.html' title='dikt jeg liker, fordi det minner litt om meg..'/><author><name>N0tta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08096872636413245560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Iwe4gF7HP94/SUU39CrUeGI/AAAAAAAAAGg/Hzow7DVrOH8/S220/n686097068_1135040_9843.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Iwe4gF7HP94/SgcJf7zyKeI/AAAAAAAAANQ/HgJdAol5iS0/s72-c/181728.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8628242041511220912.post-5788107031116198125</id><published>2009-05-06T05:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T05:53:35.811-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bortskjemt?</title><content type='html'>Slapp av folkens, jeg blir ikke sur for at dere kaller meg bortskjemt. JEg bare lurer på noe.. Hva er bortskjemt? og finnes det forskjellige måter å være bortskjemt på? Jeg bruker å si at jeg er bortskjemt men takknemelig.. MEn når jeg ser på andre bortskjemte jenter/gutter, går ikke jeg akkurat i de merke jakkene for 2000,- og kjøper meg ikke ej lue for 8-900 fordi d er et merke.. Da får jeg heller mamma til å strikke en lue, vanskeligere er d ikke.. GReit jeg fikk en bil jeg får lappen men når du ser på de amrikanske programma blir jo ungene sur hvis d er feil farge på bilen de får.. min er i gull og jeg vil ha den i rød men jeg er super takknemelig for å få en bil.. takk pappa &lt;3 Jeg ber om små ting som en film som 50kr til mat ++ er jeg virkelig så bortskjemt? er ikke hele norge nesten bortskjemt?? d er hvertfall ikke bare meg.. ++ jeg VEIT jeg er bortskjemt men d finnes værre mennesker enn meg.. + jeg takker for d meste..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Iwe4gF7HP94/SgGIQJO_XGI/AAAAAAAAANI/xbILXA-Rwok/s1600-h/05052009066.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Iwe4gF7HP94/SgGIQJO_XGI/AAAAAAAAANI/xbILXA-Rwok/s320/05052009066.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332693244721454178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8628242041511220912-5788107031116198125?l=im-princess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-princess.blogspot.com/feeds/5788107031116198125/comments/default' title='Legg inn kommentarer'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8628242041511220912&amp;postID=5788107031116198125' title='3 Kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8628242041511220912/posts/default/5788107031116198125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8628242041511220912/posts/default/5788107031116198125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-princess.blogspot.com/2009/05/bortskjemt.html' title='Bortskjemt?'/><author><name>N0tta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08096872636413245560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Iwe4gF7HP94/SUU39CrUeGI/AAAAAAAAAGg/Hzow7DVrOH8/S220/n686097068_1135040_9843.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Iwe4gF7HP94/SgGIQJO_XGI/AAAAAAAAANI/xbILXA-Rwok/s72-c/05052009066.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8628242041511220912.post-4152552787980851323</id><published>2009-04-27T15:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T15:46:19.092-07:00</updated><title type='text'>DU HØRT MÆ?!</title><content type='html'>hehe.. nei da.. jeg bare lurer på en liten ting da.. ut av d blå.. jeg er jo bare 18, snart 19 år og jeg tror virkelig ikke man finner kjærligheten på denne alderen.. klart det finnes uantak.. lucky bastard .. Men d jeg mener da.. er at veldig sjeldent finner man kjærligheten på denne alderen.. JEg tror hvertfall ikke det.. jeg sitter ikke å sier at jeg aldri kommer til å prøve meg på et forhold til jeg blir 30 liksom XD hehe nei nei.. Jeg kommer nok til å prøve.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Iwe4gF7HP94/SfY1hxk2H9I/AAAAAAAAAM4/ousYHP3krQk/s1600-h/draft_lens2375326module13435032photo_1231824583Bear_Hug_by.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 237px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Iwe4gF7HP94/SfY1hxk2H9I/AAAAAAAAAM4/ousYHP3krQk/s320/draft_lens2375326module13435032photo_1231824583Bear_Hug_by.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329506063399395282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeg husker jeg leste noe sykt på nette en gang. at folk forsket på barn.. for å se hva de ikke klarte seg uten.. å resultate ble at barn ikke klarte seg uten kjærlighet og nærhet.. hvordan i huleste forsker man på no slikt? er ikke d litt slemt da?? men saken er jo d at vi mennesker trenger kjærlighet og nærhet.. uansett om det er en klem fra en venn, noen gode ord fra familien.. du skjønner?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Noen av oss er vel litt kravstor eller sta da så noen gode ord fra familien er ikke nok.. hehe men jeg er glad vi mennesker er foskjellige.. ellers ville d blitt jævli kjedelig.. om alle hadde samme meninger om ting.. Hva skulle man vel snakke om da? Hvis alle venninene/vennene dine hadde samme mening som deg og syns akkurat d samme som deg? *ekkelt* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehe.. også må jeg si en liten ting til før jeg avslutter.. ER det flere enn meg som syns d er flaut å gå å sole seg? Greit nok jeg kan sitte er å si at jeg har vært å solet meg.. null problem.. men når jeg er på vei til brun og blid, blir jeg en smule flau hvis noen ser at jeg går inn dit.. ikke randoms da seff, care på dem.. men om noen jeg kjenner kjører/går forbi.. da blir jeg litt flau :$ hehe.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Iwe4gF7HP94/SfY1q5orMyI/AAAAAAAAANA/jZW3StgdIwA/s1600-h/paragon-solarium.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 155px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Iwe4gF7HP94/SfY1q5orMyI/AAAAAAAAANA/jZW3StgdIwA/s200/paragon-solarium.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329506220181762850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8628242041511220912-4152552787980851323?l=im-princess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-princess.blogspot.com/feeds/4152552787980851323/comments/default' title='Legg inn kommentarer'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8628242041511220912&amp;postID=4152552787980851323' title='2 Kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8628242041511220912/posts/default/4152552787980851323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8628242041511220912/posts/default/4152552787980851323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-princess.blogspot.com/2009/04/du-hrt-m.html' title='DU HØRT MÆ?!'/><author><name>N0tta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08096872636413245560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Iwe4gF7HP94/SUU39CrUeGI/AAAAAAAAAGg/Hzow7DVrOH8/S220/n686097068_1135040_9843.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Iwe4gF7HP94/SfY1hxk2H9I/AAAAAAAAAM4/ousYHP3krQk/s72-c/draft_lens2375326module13435032photo_1231824583Bear_Hug_by.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8628242041511220912.post-1049498796764996852</id><published>2009-04-21T07:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T07:33:54.269-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Live ore Love?</title><content type='html'>Jo d skal jeg si deg.. Kjærlighet er ikke allt.. Jeg lever godt uasnett.. Jeg har blitt såret så mange ganger nå, før føltes d som om et slag i tryne.. men nå føles d som om noen var på vei til å slå meg i tryne men de bommer.. Det er godt å ha venner som er der for deg uansett og være sammen med.. Slik at man ikke blir inne stengt og asosial.. Klart jeg skulle gjærne hatt kjærest men sånn er d bare ikke å jeg lever me det.. null problem..COME ON!!! Solen skinner, venner over allt, familie, lykke hva er d å surmule over .. jeg har d fint.. Jeg elsker hver eneste dag..Hva er d ikke å elske?? Jeg har begynnt å jogge til klubba og trene .. føles deilig.. godt er d også i dette være ;)Klart jeg savner jo en av mine beste venner(som har flyttet), men d er heller ikke no jeg kan gjøre noe med.. så jeg får leve med det ;) Han veit jeg er glad i ham og savner ham..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Har man ikke kjærest så har man ikke kjærest ;) så enkelt er d.. Hvorfor surmule? jeg har hele livet forann meg.. jeg lever i nuet og trives med det.. Begynner å planlegge litt på utdanning og hvor jeg skal jobbe seffe.. Et skole år til i kr.sund så er jeg gone, GONE.. hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeg har d så utrolig fint, bortsett fra at jeg er sykmeldt og går på no fuck medesin .. men jeg skal overleve det også jeg :) haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Men nå får vi snakkes.. sykt fint vær ute ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8628242041511220912-1049498796764996852?l=im-princess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-princess.blogspot.com/feeds/1049498796764996852/comments/default' title='Legg inn kommentarer'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8628242041511220912&amp;postID=1049498796764996852' title='1 Kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8628242041511220912/posts/default/1049498796764996852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8628242041511220912/posts/default/1049498796764996852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-princess.blogspot.com/2009/04/live-ore-love.html' title='Live ore Love?'/><author><name>N0tta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08096872636413245560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Iwe4gF7HP94/SUU39CrUeGI/AAAAAAAAAGg/Hzow7DVrOH8/S220/n686097068_1135040_9843.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8628242041511220912.post-8679740623548970982</id><published>2009-04-18T11:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T11:30:41.206-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bad boys bad boys, what are you gonna do?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Iwe4gF7HP94/SeocRAlU1RI/AAAAAAAAAMw/R7NJQtuNmQo/s1600-h/snorgtees-love-hurts-tee-valentine.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 247px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Iwe4gF7HP94/SeocRAlU1RI/AAAAAAAAAMw/R7NJQtuNmQo/s320/snorgtees-love-hurts-tee-valentine.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326100587858941202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeg er fullt klar over at teksten ikke er sånn ;) Nei jeg tenkte jeg skulle skrive et innlegg da siden Andreas slo opp me meg for ikke så lenge siden.. jeg så den ikke kom.. men men jeg kan da ikke gjøre no me d.. Jeg gir opp kjærlighet for øyeblikket.. men jeg tenkte på en ting her en dag.. hvordan vet man forskjellen på nice boy og bad boys.. for når du e sammen me gutten er han jo det hærligste vesene som går på to ben men når han slår opp er han en bad boy.. hehe så da er jo veldig mange bad boys da.. hehe.. Det virker kanskje som jeg tar det jævli fint at Andreas slo opp me meg.. men jeg har grene litt og vært lei meg og skuffa.. men d er ikke noe jeg kan gjøre me d.. tror ikke jeg fortjener så mye heller.. fordi han var jo allt godt.. Når jeg var sammen med ham tenkte jeg bare at jeg viste ikke at d fanntes slike gutter.. jeg håper vi kan være venner, det håper han også men akkurat nå er jeg bare en smule skuffa såå.. får ta tiden til hjelp..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8628242041511220912-8679740623548970982?l=im-princess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-princess.blogspot.com/feeds/8679740623548970982/comments/default' title='Legg inn kommentarer'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8628242041511220912&amp;postID=8679740623548970982' title='0 Kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8628242041511220912/posts/default/8679740623548970982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8628242041511220912/posts/default/8679740623548970982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-princess.blogspot.com/2009/04/bad-boys-bad-boys-what-are-you-gonna-do.html' title='Bad boys bad boys, what are you gonna do?'/><author><name>N0tta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08096872636413245560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Iwe4gF7HP94/SUU39CrUeGI/AAAAAAAAAGg/Hzow7DVrOH8/S220/n686097068_1135040_9843.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Iwe4gF7HP94/SeocRAlU1RI/AAAAAAAAAMw/R7NJQtuNmQo/s72-c/snorgtees-love-hurts-tee-valentine.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8628242041511220912.post-107301687058135948</id><published>2009-04-18T05:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T06:21:43.211-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Friends</title><content type='html'>Ville lage et innlegg til mine beste venner som er der for meg.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nermin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Iwe4gF7HP94/SenCGKj3OsI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/LMb-rLuS8sc/s1600-h/HPIM2545.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Iwe4gF7HP94/SenCGKj3OsI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/LMb-rLuS8sc/s200/HPIM2545.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326001445512100546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vi ble kjennt på ungdomskolen fordi han kasta en snøball på meg.. Ble jo klart til en snøballkrig. Han flyttet til byen uten å si noe til meg, bare plutselig en dag var han borte. Jeg tenkte jo bare ja ja.. han sa jo ikke no.. Men en stund senere så jeg profilen hans på bloc og tok kontakt igjen.. Vi har vært gjennog gode og onde dager. . Mange har prøvd å ødelege vennskape vårt men d har ikke funket.. NErmin er verdens hærligste fyr, han er snill, omtenksom, morsom ++ Kjepe glad i deg &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Iwe4gF7HP94/SenD9HtyW5I/AAAAAAAAAMY/RU2Q2iQWIDM/s1600-h/IMG_1620.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Iwe4gF7HP94/SenD9HtyW5I/AAAAAAAAAMY/RU2Q2iQWIDM/s200/IMG_1620.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326003489152850834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeg og pia begynnte på resturang og matfag sammen, det tok ikke særlig lang tid før vi fannt tonen egentlig.. vi er like på så mange måter. Vi har vært venner i snart et år nå, og håper det blir et langt vennskap hun er ej utrolig søt og snill og HYPER pie.. glad i deg Pich..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Madeleine&lt;br /&gt;(Har ikke bilde)&lt;br /&gt;Vi ble kjennt når jeg gikk på tingvoll vidregående. Hun er en søt og snill jente men vellig bizzy.. sjeldent vi ser hverandre for tiden .. men jeg veit at hun er der for meg når jeg trenger henne.. hun er gulle go og har 2 av de søteste hundene.. elsker dere..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sandra&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Iwe4gF7HP94/SenFRN6sWsI/AAAAAAAAAMg/I6j2g4yvfWg/s1600-h/Picture0064.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Iwe4gF7HP94/SenFRN6sWsI/AAAAAAAAAMg/I6j2g4yvfWg/s200/Picture0064.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326004933926607554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hun er storesøsteren min og min beste venn.. Elsker henne.. hun betyr sååå mye for meg.. Elsker å være sammen med henne.. vi er 2 vidt forskjellige personer men går fortsatt så godt sammen.. hun holder styr på meg.. hehe . elsker deg &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Erick&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Iwe4gF7HP94/SenSgkA85WI/AAAAAAAAAMo/IiQWDe7FwXc/s1600-h/IMAGE_125.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Iwe4gF7HP94/SenSgkA85WI/AAAAAAAAAMo/IiQWDe7FwXc/s200/IMAGE_125.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326019491207636322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Han er jo som alle vet x'en min men som har gjot oss til de gode vennen vi er. Han betyr mye for meg. VI har jo kjennt hverandre fra jeg gikk i 8.klasse .. Jeg finner ikke ord som kan beskrive hvor gode venner vi er.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hege&lt;br /&gt;(har ikke bilde)&lt;br /&gt;Hege Beate er barndoms vennina mi og jeg lover deg at vi sldri skal splittes. Hun er så søt.. Hun er jenta mi.. Jeg føler meg som en storesøstre for henne.. Hun er gull jenta mi.. Er utrolig glad i deg jenta mi.. Vi møtes ikke så ofte for tiden, fordi jeg ikke har tid og hun bor på Averøya.. men jeg veit vi er de gode vennene vi altid har vært..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;Jeg har hatt mange venner gjennom live (som folk flest) men ikke alle varer evig.. som kjærlighet, ikke all kjærlighet varer evig.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8628242041511220912-107301687058135948?l=im-princess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-princess.blogspot.com/feeds/107301687058135948/comments/default' title='Legg inn kommentarer'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8628242041511220912&amp;postID=107301687058135948' title='0 Kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8628242041511220912/posts/default/107301687058135948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8628242041511220912/posts/default/107301687058135948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-princess.blogspot.com/2009/04/friends.html' title='Friends'/><author><name>N0tta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08096872636413245560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Iwe4gF7HP94/SUU39CrUeGI/AAAAAAAAAGg/Hzow7DVrOH8/S220/n686097068_1135040_9843.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Iwe4gF7HP94/SenCGKj3OsI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/LMb-rLuS8sc/s72-c/HPIM2545.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8628242041511220912.post-1998093847677266742</id><published>2009-04-02T09:43:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T13:50:11.552-07:00</updated><title type='text'>kjeder meg</title><content type='html'>- A picture of you doing something you love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Iwe4gF7HP94/SdTrb5WnXWI/AAAAAAAAAKA/Kr1e_3TGqX0/s1600-h/GetAttachment2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Iwe4gF7HP94/SdTrb5WnXWI/AAAAAAAAAKA/Kr1e_3TGqX0/s400/GetAttachment2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320135924316069218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- A webcam picture of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Iwe4gF7HP94/SdTrtt9X-UI/AAAAAAAAAKI/B6iG9TTUIHA/s1600-h/Picture0205.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Iwe4gF7HP94/SdTrtt9X-UI/AAAAAAAAAKI/B6iG9TTUIHA/s400/Picture0205.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320136230495058242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- A picture of you on your birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Iwe4gF7HP94/SdTsTOZi-mI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/63EXfksYxnM/s1600-h/n686097068_1135044_3341.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Iwe4gF7HP94/SdTsTOZi-mI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/63EXfksYxnM/s400/n686097068_1135044_3341.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320136874858314338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- A picture of you making a goofy face at the camera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Iwe4gF7HP94/SdTsoGmBEcI/AAAAAAAAAKY/4PlfIiPjLIE/s1600-h/Picture0124.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Iwe4gF7HP94/SdTsoGmBEcI/AAAAAAAAAKY/4PlfIiPjLIE/s400/Picture0124.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320137233540387266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- A picture that makes your heart hurt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Iwe4gF7HP94/SdTs-zFnrlI/AAAAAAAAAKg/8Zci60UiEj4/s1600-h/me__.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Iwe4gF7HP94/SdTs-zFnrlI/AAAAAAAAAKg/8Zci60UiEj4/s400/me__.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320137623441223250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- A picture that makes your heart smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Iwe4gF7HP94/SdTtNq6T7SI/AAAAAAAAAKo/5MUazhioUN0/s1600-h/n615226780_1571775_6046.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 352px; height: 288px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Iwe4gF7HP94/SdTtNq6T7SI/AAAAAAAAAKo/5MUazhioUN0/s400/n615226780_1571775_6046.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320137878944345378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- A picture of you in your room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Iwe4gF7HP94/SdTt3PZwnkI/AAAAAAAAAKw/FGDp-Mg9wgs/s1600-h/IMG_1575.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Iwe4gF7HP94/SdTt3PZwnkI/AAAAAAAAAKw/FGDp-Mg9wgs/s400/IMG_1575.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320138593114562114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- A picture with your best friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Iwe4gF7HP94/SdTuSRlGv4I/AAAAAAAAAK4/xRNEt8vLi88/s1600-h/IMG_1620.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 287px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Iwe4gF7HP94/SdTuSRlGv4I/AAAAAAAAAK4/xRNEt8vLi88/s400/IMG_1620.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320139057555488642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- A picture of you doing something clever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Iwe4gF7HP94/SdTuvWqmsfI/AAAAAAAAALA/h7Ynre6__pY/s1600-h/123.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Iwe4gF7HP94/SdTuvWqmsfI/AAAAAAAAALA/h7Ynre6__pY/s400/123.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320139557136937458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- A picture og you being ridiculous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Iwe4gF7HP94/SdTvkB2YOYI/AAAAAAAAALI/Tl-r6hN3cpw/s1600-h/IMG_1540.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Iwe4gF7HP94/SdTvkB2YOYI/AAAAAAAAALI/Tl-r6hN3cpw/s400/IMG_1540.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320140462082242946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- A picture of a time in your life that's over, but you wish it wasn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Iwe4gF7HP94/SdUi-4N1JGI/AAAAAAAAALQ/AshNJ_sH4I0/s1600-h/HPIM2516.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 301px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Iwe4gF7HP94/SdUi-4N1JGI/AAAAAAAAALQ/AshNJ_sH4I0/s400/HPIM2516.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320196998445737058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- A picture of you truly being yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Iwe4gF7HP94/SdUj4WLSNaI/AAAAAAAAALY/YSGKC6_n2lc/s1600-h/n686097068_1200173_9910.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Iwe4gF7HP94/SdUj4WLSNaI/AAAAAAAAALY/YSGKC6_n2lc/s400/n686097068_1200173_9910.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320197985740666274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- A picture of you very drunk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Iwe4gF7HP94/SdUkGbwDJ2I/AAAAAAAAALg/6WSJBLUOjA4/s1600-h/DSC01419.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Iwe4gF7HP94/SdUkGbwDJ2I/AAAAAAAAALg/6WSJBLUOjA4/s400/DSC01419.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320198227755214690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- A picture of you with someone you love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Iwe4gF7HP94/SdUknTDhPRI/AAAAAAAAALo/eHg0tudkohM/s1600-h/Picture0201.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Iwe4gF7HP94/SdUknTDhPRI/AAAAAAAAALo/eHg0tudkohM/s400/Picture0201.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320198792356642066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- A picture that describes how you'd like to spend every day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Iwe4gF7HP94/SdUk9ZWjZsI/AAAAAAAAALw/osWjOCe0S2M/s1600-h/Bilde098.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Iwe4gF7HP94/SdUk9ZWjZsI/AAAAAAAAALw/osWjOCe0S2M/s400/Bilde098.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320199172004210370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8628242041511220912-1998093847677266742?l=im-princess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-princess.blogspot.com/feeds/1998093847677266742/comments/default' title='Legg inn kommentarer'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8628242041511220912&amp;postID=1998093847677266742' title='2 Kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8628242041511220912/posts/default/1998093847677266742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8628242041511220912/posts/default/1998093847677266742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-princess.blogspot.com/2009/04/kjeder-meg.html' title='kjeder meg'/><author><name>N0tta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08096872636413245560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Iwe4gF7HP94/SUU39CrUeGI/AAAAAAAAAGg/Hzow7DVrOH8/S220/n686097068_1135040_9843.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Iwe4gF7HP94/SdTrb5WnXWI/AAAAAAAAAKA/Kr1e_3TGqX0/s72-c/GetAttachment2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8628242041511220912.post-5818197592083295965</id><published>2009-03-18T11:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T11:13:48.218-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Marianne mi</title><content type='html'>"Det er vanskeligere enn det ser ut! Kopier til ditt eget notat, slett mine svar og legg til dine. Bruk den første bokstaven i navnet ditt når du svarer på alle spørsmålene. Gi ordentlige svar, og ikke dikt opp! Hvis personen før deg har samme bokstav, så må du gi et annet svar. Du kan ikke bruke samme ordet to ganger. Utfordre 4 venner."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hva er navnet ditt: Tanita&lt;br /&gt;Ord på 4 bokstaver: Teit&lt;br /&gt;Guttenavn: Tommy&lt;br /&gt;Jentenavn: Tina&lt;br /&gt;Ett yrke: Tømmerer&lt;br /&gt;Farge: Turkis&lt;br /&gt;Noe du har på deg: topp&lt;br /&gt;Mat: Taco&lt;br /&gt;Noe på badet: toalet&lt;br /&gt;Et sted: Tr.heim&lt;br /&gt;Grunn til å komme for sent: trøtt&lt;br /&gt;Noe du roper: Tosk&lt;br /&gt;Film tittel: The last ride&lt;br /&gt;Noe du kan drikke: Te&lt;br /&gt;En musikkgruppe: Tokio hotel&lt;br /&gt;Bilmerke: Toyota&lt;br /&gt;Sang tittel: Thankful&lt;br /&gt;Et verb: tykk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Utfordrer Kristin, Cammila og Hege - Enojoy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8628242041511220912-5818197592083295965?l=im-princess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-princess.blogspot.com/feeds/5818197592083295965/comments/default' title='Legg inn kommentarer'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8628242041511220912&amp;postID=5818197592083295965' title='0 Kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8628242041511220912/posts/default/5818197592083295965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8628242041511220912/posts/default/5818197592083295965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-princess.blogspot.com/2009/03/marianne-mi.html' title='Marianne mi'/><author><name>N0tta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08096872636413245560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Iwe4gF7HP94/SUU39CrUeGI/AAAAAAAAAGg/Hzow7DVrOH8/S220/n686097068_1135040_9843.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8628242041511220912.post-6952588621296447768</id><published>2009-03-15T07:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T10:53:52.384-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cry</title><content type='html'>Jeg har hatt den beste uka på LENGE..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Iwe4gF7HP94/Sb0R9xeLVMI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/FcOzzBoc8Hw/s1600-h/sad.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 242px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Iwe4gF7HP94/Sb0R9xeLVMI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/FcOzzBoc8Hw/s400/sad.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313422888316654786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Savner ham..&lt;br /&gt;Han kom på søndag oge va nærvøs som fy, men når han først kom klarte jeg ikke trekke tilbake blikke mitt. Han var helt fantastisk. Så forståelsesfull og mye respekt. Jeg tenkte jeg virkelig kunne like denne gutten. Når uka gikk så ble e litt skeptisk(ikke på ham) på meg selv, jeg har prøvd å unngå kjærlighet for å fokusere på utdanning. Men man kan vel ikke nekte kjærligheten når den først kommer. HAn dro hjem igjen i dag, mamma kjørte oss te flyplassen. Jeg ble me ham inn for å si hade, han holdt rundt meg og jeg grein så klart. han dro jeg satt meg i bilen og mamma kjørte meg hjem.. &lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;I miss you a little&lt;br /&gt;I guess you could say..&lt;br /&gt;a little too much,&lt;br /&gt;a little too often,&lt;br /&gt;&amp; a little more each day &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8628242041511220912-6952588621296447768?l=im-princess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-princess.blogspot.com/feeds/6952588621296447768/comments/default' title='Legg inn kommentarer'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8628242041511220912&amp;postID=6952588621296447768' title='0 Kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8628242041511220912/posts/default/6952588621296447768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8628242041511220912/posts/default/6952588621296447768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-princess.blogspot.com/2009/03/cry.html' title='Cry'/><author><name>N0tta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08096872636413245560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Iwe4gF7HP94/SUU39CrUeGI/AAAAAAAAAGg/Hzow7DVrOH8/S220/n686097068_1135040_9843.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Iwe4gF7HP94/Sb0R9xeLVMI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/FcOzzBoc8Hw/s72-c/sad.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8628242041511220912.post-4364028204819051216</id><published>2009-03-04T10:44:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T10:44:59.162-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stolt igjen</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Iwe4gF7HP94/Sa7MInyr20I/AAAAAAAAAJo/OUXKn3rwIDg/s1600-h/DSC00144.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Iwe4gF7HP94/Sa7MInyr20I/AAAAAAAAAJo/OUXKn3rwIDg/s400/DSC00144.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309405459208985410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8628242041511220912-4364028204819051216?l=im-princess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-princess.blogspot.com/feeds/4364028204819051216/comments/default' title='Legg inn kommentarer'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8628242041511220912&amp;postID=4364028204819051216' title='0 Kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8628242041511220912/posts/default/4364028204819051216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8628242041511220912/posts/default/4364028204819051216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-princess.blogspot.com/2009/03/stolt-igjen.html' title='Stolt igjen'/><author><name>N0tta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08096872636413245560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Iwe4gF7HP94/SUU39CrUeGI/AAAAAAAAAGg/Hzow7DVrOH8/S220/n686097068_1135040_9843.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Iwe4gF7HP94/Sa7MInyr20I/AAAAAAAAAJo/OUXKn3rwIDg/s72-c/DSC00144.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8628242041511220912.post-8530064582411648535</id><published>2009-03-01T17:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T17:21:45.431-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Beste helga på lenge</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Iwe4gF7HP94/Sas0n8C6LLI/AAAAAAAAAJg/d2hMConON9w/s1600-h/IMG_1561.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Iwe4gF7HP94/Sas0n8C6LLI/AAAAAAAAAJg/d2hMConON9w/s400/IMG_1561.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308394446524132530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Iwe4gF7HP94/Sas0nimc1yI/AAAAAAAAAJY/6tGD9wq_uJk/s1600-h/IMG_1527.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 288px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Iwe4gF7HP94/Sas0nimc1yI/AAAAAAAAAJY/6tGD9wq_uJk/s400/IMG_1527.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308394439693883170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Iwe4gF7HP94/Sas0nbsgnUI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/KZIG00B5NTE/s1600-h/IMG_1540.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Iwe4gF7HP94/Sas0nbsgnUI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/KZIG00B5NTE/s400/IMG_1540.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308394437840248130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Iwe4gF7HP94/Sas0m8tXGcI/AAAAAAAAAJI/VYbrr4gs3U0/s1600-h/IMG_1508.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 328px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Iwe4gF7HP94/Sas0m8tXGcI/AAAAAAAAAJI/VYbrr4gs3U0/s400/IMG_1508.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308394429522319810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Iwe4gF7HP94/Sas0mjmG8PI/AAAAAAAAAJA/3MW8l19yXK4/s1600-h/IMG_1493.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Iwe4gF7HP94/Sas0mjmG8PI/AAAAAAAAAJA/3MW8l19yXK4/s400/IMG_1493.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308394422781014258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dette var den beste helga på lenge.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8628242041511220912-8530064582411648535?l=im-princess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-princess.blogspot.com/feeds/8530064582411648535/comments/default' title='Legg inn kommentarer'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8628242041511220912&amp;postID=8530064582411648535' title='0 Kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8628242041511220912/posts/default/8530064582411648535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8628242041511220912/posts/default/8530064582411648535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-princess.blogspot.com/2009/03/beste-helga-pa-lenge.html' title='Beste helga på lenge'/><author><name>N0tta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08096872636413245560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Iwe4gF7HP94/SUU39CrUeGI/AAAAAAAAAGg/Hzow7DVrOH8/S220/n686097068_1135040_9843.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Iwe4gF7HP94/Sas0n8C6LLI/AAAAAAAAAJg/d2hMConON9w/s72-c/IMG_1561.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8628242041511220912.post-2731432714503676670</id><published>2009-02-14T14:56:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T14:58:30.472-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ka ska man vel gjør</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Iwe4gF7HP94/SZdMN2kk8fI/AAAAAAAAAIo/fXa0DPem-EQ/s1600-h/stol.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Iwe4gF7HP94/SZdMN2kk8fI/AAAAAAAAAIo/fXa0DPem-EQ/s400/stol.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302790887122989554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Når ingen ser dg??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8628242041511220912-2731432714503676670?l=im-princess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-princess.blogspot.com/feeds/2731432714503676670/comments/default' title='Legg inn kommentarer'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8628242041511220912&amp;postID=2731432714503676670' title='0 Kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8628242041511220912/posts/default/2731432714503676670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8628242041511220912/posts/default/2731432714503676670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-princess.blogspot.com/2009/02/ka-ska-man-vel-gjr.html' title='Ka ska man vel gjør'/><author><name>N0tta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08096872636413245560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Iwe4gF7HP94/SUU39CrUeGI/AAAAAAAAAGg/Hzow7DVrOH8/S220/n686097068_1135040_9843.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Iwe4gF7HP94/SZdMN2kk8fI/AAAAAAAAAIo/fXa0DPem-EQ/s72-c/stol.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8628242041511220912.post-6605526315354363912</id><published>2009-01-29T08:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T08:19:47.034-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stolt!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Iwe4gF7HP94/SYHXGtHEOHI/AAAAAAAAAIg/X3Ppq7vgL8k/s1600-h/DSC00126.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Iwe4gF7HP94/SYHXGtHEOHI/AAAAAAAAAIg/X3Ppq7vgL8k/s400/DSC00126.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296751146952833138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se så flink jeg er :D laga den i dag på skolen.. er så stolt :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8628242041511220912-6605526315354363912?l=im-princess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-princess.blogspot.com/feeds/6605526315354363912/comments/default' title='Legg inn kommentarer'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8628242041511220912&amp;postID=6605526315354363912' title='6 Kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8628242041511220912/posts/default/6605526315354363912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8628242041511220912/posts/default/6605526315354363912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-princess.blogspot.com/2009/01/stolt.html' title='Stolt!!!!'/><author><name>N0tta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08096872636413245560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Iwe4gF7HP94/SUU39CrUeGI/AAAAAAAAAGg/Hzow7DVrOH8/S220/n686097068_1135040_9843.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Iwe4gF7HP94/SYHXGtHEOHI/AAAAAAAAAIg/X3Ppq7vgL8k/s72-c/DSC00126.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8628242041511220912.post-8268675778191486575</id><published>2009-01-27T07:33:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T07:38:31.046-08:00</updated><title type='text'>money money money</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Iwe4gF7HP94/SX8qZToLkgI/AAAAAAAAAIY/B8C67syLFyo/s1600-h/Sikkerhet_352344_4750.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 190px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Iwe4gF7HP94/SX8qZToLkgI/AAAAAAAAAIY/B8C67syLFyo/s200/Sikkerhet_352344_4750.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295998301064892930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JA stemme d ;) hehe.. jeg begynnte å tenke på en ting når jeg gikk til skolen i dag.. Hvorfor er sikkerhet så dyrt? En barnnalarm koster 200 til 400, hengelås koster 100(spørs hvilken du skal ha), baterie til brannalarmen er jo enten vanskelig å få tak i eller dyre +++ Burde ikke sikkerhet være billig.. det som hjelper oss menesker.. ting som gjør at vi ikke har innbrudstyver, at vi ikke brenner inne i et hus ++ burde ikke d være billig?? jeg bare spør.. kanskje tanke gangen min som ikke ser poenge med at d skal være dyrt men.. jeg syns jo slike ting skulle været billig..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8628242041511220912-8268675778191486575?l=im-princess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-princess.blogspot.com/feeds/8268675778191486575/comments/default' title='Legg inn kommentarer'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8628242041511220912&amp;postID=8268675778191486575' title='0 Kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8628242041511220912/posts/default/8268675778191486575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8628242041511220912/posts/default/8268675778191486575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-princess.blogspot.com/2009/01/money-money-money.html' title='money money money'/><author><name>N0tta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08096872636413245560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Iwe4gF7HP94/SUU39CrUeGI/AAAAAAAAAGg/Hzow7DVrOH8/S220/n686097068_1135040_9843.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Iwe4gF7HP94/SX8qZToLkgI/AAAAAAAAAIY/B8C67syLFyo/s72-c/Sikkerhet_352344_4750.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8628242041511220912.post-7779795253137856927</id><published>2009-01-26T13:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T13:40:42.335-08:00</updated><title type='text'>heisskrekk</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Iwe4gF7HP94/SX4txmH33tI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/ahRwByq0QjY/s1600-h/Aiga_elevator_inv.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Iwe4gF7HP94/SX4txmH33tI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/ahRwByq0QjY/s200/Aiga_elevator_inv.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295720541904690898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JA stemme d! Jeg har hatt d siden jeg var liten.. husker når jeg var mindre å va me mamma og pappa på roseby så skulle vi ta heis så hold jeg rundt pappa og tok anskikte mitt i magen hans fordi jeg var så redd.. men så har jeg blitt bedre som åra har gått fordi d ikke har skjedd noe når jeg tar dem. det har gått greit.. MEN.. i dag va jeg og 2 venner fra klassen + ej jente til på sentere på storkaia, vi var i 2 etasje å skulle til 4 etajse for å ta en røyk. Vi gikk inn i heisen å trykkte på 4 vi hadde kommet til 3 og DUNK sier d å vi sitter fast.. jeg trykkte på den kanppen som sku åpne dørene for å se om vi va i 3 etasje men d gikk ikke.. ene jenta trykkte på den som ringer i alarmen så gikk vi sakte nedover å et lite dunk til å heisen gikk til 1 etasje.. la oss bare si at vi tok trappene opp.. Nå er jeg tilbake til stadie når jeg va liten.. jeg tar heisene men er piss redd..  jeg hater heiser.. man kan ikke stole på elektronikk..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8628242041511220912-7779795253137856927?l=im-princess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-princess.blogspot.com/feeds/7779795253137856927/comments/default' title='Legg inn kommentarer'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8628242041511220912&amp;postID=7779795253137856927' title='2 Kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8628242041511220912/posts/default/7779795253137856927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8628242041511220912/posts/default/7779795253137856927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-princess.blogspot.com/2009/01/heisskrekk.html' title='heisskrekk'/><author><name>N0tta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08096872636413245560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Iwe4gF7HP94/SUU39CrUeGI/AAAAAAAAAGg/Hzow7DVrOH8/S220/n686097068_1135040_9843.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Iwe4gF7HP94/SX4txmH33tI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/ahRwByq0QjY/s72-c/Aiga_elevator_inv.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8628242041511220912.post-4622798980397054974</id><published>2009-01-25T04:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T04:42:53.292-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fengende</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Iwe4gF7HP94/SXxeSKkW1DI/AAAAAAAAAII/b-83yLVl4Vw/s1600-h/Picture0124.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Iwe4gF7HP94/SXxeSKkW1DI/AAAAAAAAAII/b-83yLVl4Vw/s200/Picture0124.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295210928048362546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E finner ikke en blogg som fenger meg, allt er d sammen. Som marianne nevner i bloggen sin de samme bildene , samme folke ++ Jeg prøver å finne en blogg jeg virkleig vil følge me på å få litt tips på hva jeg skal skrive for jeg har aldri peil på ka e ska skriv sånn at dåkker vil læsa. Å e gedda it skriv hvis e it sjøl veit ka e ska skriv om. Noe som hadd vært et + da som gjør at e veit e e på rett veg e jo at folk komentere.. e he jo spurt om ting og tang som kanskje folk bare tenker sånn "æææh gedde" .. som jeg tror har jeg vel 4 lesere.. hehe.. jada e e glad for at dåkker gedda å lesa e.. kosleig d ;) e les nå bloggen dåkkers au.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Men til noe annet.. ët nytt år = nytt stress.. er d slik d er?? ingen har tid til noe lengre.. alle er jo så bizzy.. Er d bare jeg som ikke har noe liv(eller noen å dele den med) *knis* jeg går skole, jeg jobber på ica + en jobb til, men jeg har utrolig me fritid, d er så skummelt.. jeg kunne sett alle filmene i verden om jeg skulle sett film på fritiden min.. Ikke rart jeg røyker som en svamp.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Men nå har jeg kanskje funnet noen å dele d kjedelige live mitt me dag ;) hehe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8628242041511220912-4622798980397054974?l=im-princess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-princess.blogspot.com/feeds/4622798980397054974/comments/default' title='Legg inn kommentarer'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8628242041511220912&amp;postID=4622798980397054974' title='3 Kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8628242041511220912/posts/default/4622798980397054974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8628242041511220912/posts/default/4622798980397054974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-princess.blogspot.com/2009/01/fengende.html' title='Fengende'/><author><name>N0tta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08096872636413245560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Iwe4gF7HP94/SUU39CrUeGI/AAAAAAAAAGg/Hzow7DVrOH8/S220/n686097068_1135040_9843.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Iwe4gF7HP94/SXxeSKkW1DI/AAAAAAAAAII/b-83yLVl4Vw/s72-c/Picture0124.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8628242041511220912.post-6682056211813892247</id><published>2009-01-13T09:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T09:26:22.132-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I miss</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Iwe4gF7HP94/SWzOYX3aWpI/AAAAAAAAAHo/dHWE-S4Tl0g/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290830580372101778" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 133px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Iwe4gF7HP94/SWzOYX3aWpI/AAAAAAAAAHo/dHWE-S4Tl0g/s200/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;you used to call me your angel,said I was sent straight down from heaven, you'd hold me close in your arms. I love the way you felt so strong.  I never wanted you to leave. I wanted you to stay here holding me. I miss you,I miss your smile and I still shed a tear  every once in a while and even though it's different now you're still here somehow my heart won't let you go and I need you to know.I miss you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8628242041511220912-6682056211813892247?l=im-princess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-princess.blogspot.com/feeds/6682056211813892247/comments/default' title='Legg inn kommentarer'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8628242041511220912&amp;postID=6682056211813892247' title='1 Kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8628242041511220912/posts/default/6682056211813892247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8628242041511220912/posts/default/6682056211813892247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-princess.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-miss.html' title='I miss'/><author><name>N0tta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08096872636413245560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Iwe4gF7HP94/SUU39CrUeGI/AAAAAAAAAGg/Hzow7DVrOH8/S220/n686097068_1135040_9843.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Iwe4gF7HP94/SWzOYX3aWpI/AAAAAAAAAHo/dHWE-S4Tl0g/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8628242041511220912.post-2367689863344844367</id><published>2009-01-12T10:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T11:02:37.530-08:00</updated><title type='text'>So close, but so far away</title><content type='html'>Mange folk rundt meg, ler hver dag, hører de 3 ordene "glad i deg", mange smil.. But still so alone..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8628242041511220912-2367689863344844367?l=im-princess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-princess.blogspot.com/feeds/2367689863344844367/comments/default' title='Legg inn kommentarer'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8628242041511220912&amp;postID=2367689863344844367' title='0 Kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8628242041511220912/posts/default/2367689863344844367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8628242041511220912/posts/default/2367689863344844367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-princess.blogspot.com/2009/01/so-close-but-so-far-away.html' title='So close, but so far away'/><author><name>N0tta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08096872636413245560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Iwe4gF7HP94/SUU39CrUeGI/AAAAAAAAAGg/Hzow7DVrOH8/S220/n686097068_1135040_9843.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8628242041511220912.post-6760124830963697140</id><published>2008-12-31T06:54:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T07:04:16.195-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Begynner verden å bli ego?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Jeg spør deg. Ikke at dere som leser bloggen min kommenterer lell da XD hehe jaja.. Planen min for i dag var jo å slampe på hybeln med godis og tv ;) MEN.. det var ikke min gode venn Marius enig i.. Så d blir nok en tur på byen.. Marius har jo bursdag 1.Januar da ;) hehe.. gammling XD.. HEHE.. det var et spørsmål på tv'en i går kveld før jeg la meg (jeg var overtrøtt) som jeg begynnte selfølgelig å spekulere på "Hvor er alle due ungene?" MEN D ER SANT!! hvor er dem? jeg har aldri sett en due unge.. dem e jo like feit og stygg hele gjengen.. disse fuglene er noen utspekulerte dyr.. XD er jeg dryg nå?? JAJA.. men nå he e it så my mer å sej.. Sååå vi snakkes neste år ;) godt nyttår alle sammen.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285970183057238514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 181px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Iwe4gF7HP94/SVuJ4A5u6fI/AAAAAAAAAHg/hHSj_lulmvY/s320/1_1567066!img1567010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gratulere me dagen Marius ;D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8628242041511220912-6760124830963697140?l=im-princess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-princess.blogspot.com/feeds/6760124830963697140/comments/default' title='Legg inn kommentarer'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8628242041511220912&amp;postID=6760124830963697140' title='2 Kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8628242041511220912/posts/default/6760124830963697140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8628242041511220912/posts/default/6760124830963697140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-princess.blogspot.com/2008/12/begynner-verden-bli-ego.html' title='Begynner verden å bli ego?'/><author><name>N0tta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08096872636413245560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Iwe4gF7HP94/SUU39CrUeGI/AAAAAAAAAGg/Hzow7DVrOH8/S220/n686097068_1135040_9843.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Iwe4gF7HP94/SVuJ4A5u6fI/AAAAAAAAAHg/hHSj_lulmvY/s72-c/1_1567066!img1567010.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8628242041511220912.post-8172268325963920002</id><published>2008-12-21T11:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T06:11:04.501-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Farlig jul</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Iwe4gF7HP94/SU6XY00xx5I/AAAAAAAAAHY/suJCY8xbjP4/s1600-h/julemat.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282325865704834962" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 149px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Iwe4gF7HP94/SU6XY00xx5I/AAAAAAAAAHY/suJCY8xbjP4/s320/julemat.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;JA stemmer d! jeg liker ikke jula men d er fortsatt en farlig månde for meg.. jeg spiser og spiser og spiser.. MEN.. jett hva?? jo jeg går ned i vekt i år også.. i fjor gikk jeg ned 15kg fra desember til januar.. hva blir d i år? argh.. irriterer meg.. nå blir vel mamma og legen min hysterisk som vanlig. . jaja.. XD &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jeg vil si at jeg er kjempe glad i familie og venner, og ønsker dere riktig god jul og godt nyttår. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;og God Jul alle lesere ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8628242041511220912-8172268325963920002?l=im-princess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-princess.blogspot.com/feeds/8172268325963920002/comments/default' title='Legg inn kommentarer'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8628242041511220912&amp;postID=8172268325963920002' title='0 Kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8628242041511220912/posts/default/8172268325963920002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8628242041511220912/posts/default/8172268325963920002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-princess.blogspot.com/2008/12/farlig-jul.html' title='Farlig jul'/><author><name>N0tta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08096872636413245560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Iwe4gF7HP94/SUU39CrUeGI/AAAAAAAAAGg/Hzow7DVrOH8/S220/n686097068_1135040_9843.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Iwe4gF7HP94/SU6XY00xx5I/AAAAAAAAAHY/suJCY8xbjP4/s72-c/julemat.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8628242041511220912.post-3735341096352889124</id><published>2008-12-17T14:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T14:50:16.363-08:00</updated><title type='text'>kjærest vs. venner</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Iwe4gF7HP94/SUmCFkHr6xI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/mHIneUeY8W8/s1600-h/64b270d755.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280895070175488786" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 154px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Iwe4gF7HP94/SUmCFkHr6xI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/mHIneUeY8W8/s200/64b270d755.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hva ville du valgt, om du måtte velge? Jeg syns ikke valget hadde blitt no vanskelig. JEg hadde valgt vennene mine. For hva om jeg mistet kjæresten min ? Da har jeg ikke hatt noen til å være hos, snakke med, gråte til ++. Jeg skjønner meg ikke helt på folk som sier at kjæresten er livet dems.. Betyr ikke venner noe for dem? kan de bare kaste bort og drite i vennen med en gang d får en kjærest. Har verden blitt ego? Er d bare jeg som tenker rart? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8628242041511220912-3735341096352889124?l=im-princess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-princess.blogspot.com/feeds/3735341096352889124/comments/default' title='Legg inn kommentarer'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8628242041511220912&amp;postID=3735341096352889124' title='3 Kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8628242041511220912/posts/default/3735341096352889124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8628242041511220912/posts/default/3735341096352889124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-princess.blogspot.com/2008/12/kjrest-vs-venner.html' title='kjærest vs. venner'/><author><name>N0tta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08096872636413245560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Iwe4gF7HP94/SUU39CrUeGI/AAAAAAAAAGg/Hzow7DVrOH8/S220/n686097068_1135040_9843.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Iwe4gF7HP94/SUmCFkHr6xI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/mHIneUeY8W8/s72-c/64b270d755.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8628242041511220912.post-7751640550236735118</id><published>2008-12-15T09:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T09:33:52.588-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jul</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Iwe4gF7HP94/SUaU1Sr2aHI/AAAAAAAAAHI/JffkKDot6Wk/s1600-h/jul.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280071256408221810" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Iwe4gF7HP94/SUaU1Sr2aHI/AAAAAAAAAHI/JffkKDot6Wk/s320/jul.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ja i jula skal jeg til molde en uke, skal da bli kos. Sammen me pappa og søs. Skal være hos brodern på julaften da.  Må på jobb 3.juledag da :@ argh.. MEn på mandagen etter helga skal jeg og søs reise til kongsvinger og feire nyttår hjemme hos henne, follj ska man bli ;) slik at jeg må ta den skummle bussen opp igjen XD hehe.. drar sikkert oppover til fredagen igjen for å være hos pappa i helga, så reiser jeg hjem på søndag å tar live me rod å starter på skolen igjen.. gruer meg litt.. jeg liker ikke å stresse XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8628242041511220912-7751640550236735118?l=im-princess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-princess.blogspot.com/feeds/7751640550236735118/comments/default' title='Legg inn kommentarer'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8628242041511220912&amp;postID=7751640550236735118' title='0 Kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8628242041511220912/posts/default/7751640550236735118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8628242041511220912/posts/default/7751640550236735118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-princess.blogspot.com/2008/12/jul.html' title='Jul'/><author><name>N0tta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08096872636413245560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Iwe4gF7HP94/SUU39CrUeGI/AAAAAAAAAGg/Hzow7DVrOH8/S220/n686097068_1135040_9843.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Iwe4gF7HP94/SUaU1Sr2aHI/AAAAAAAAAHI/JffkKDot6Wk/s72-c/jul.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8628242041511220912.post-6149408573706998889</id><published>2008-12-07T12:16:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T12:22:04.177-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ska jeg si deg en ting..</title><content type='html'>jeg har det fint!!! hehe.. jeg er stor fornøyd :) ingen kan ødelege humøre mitt nå.. Jeg veit noe ikke du veit og det gleder meg.. jeg går skole og stor trives.. jeg skal flytte fra denne helvetes byen til sommern.. flytte sammen me ej vennine :¤ ej god vennine.. jeg har en familie som elsker meg :) jeg har d fint.. hehe så ingen vist å prøv å ødelege d du vil misslykkes.. 0og en ting til.. når du komenterer ting til en/ei du ikke liker viser du at du bryr deg om den personen., da har du jo tatt deg tid til å tenke og skrive til den personen du så og si hater.. så hvis du virkelig ikke liker en person gjør som meg,, ignorer dem, lat som den personen ikke finnes.. det funker altid ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8628242041511220912-6149408573706998889?l=im-princess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-princess.blogspot.com/feeds/6149408573706998889/comments/default' title='Legg inn kommentarer'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8628242041511220912&amp;postID=6149408573706998889' title='5 Kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8628242041511220912/posts/default/6149408573706998889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8628242041511220912/posts/default/6149408573706998889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-princess.blogspot.com/2008/12/ska-jeg-si-deg-en-ting.html' title='ska jeg si deg en ting..'/><author><name>N0tta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08096872636413245560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Iwe4gF7HP94/SUU39CrUeGI/AAAAAAAAAGg/Hzow7DVrOH8/S220/n686097068_1135040_9843.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8628242041511220912.post-4590908106517309599</id><published>2008-12-03T04:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T04:48:01.469-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hater Jul</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Iwe4gF7HP94/STZ__W2MAII/AAAAAAAAAGY/T0k4r5l23CI/s1600-h/2107545988_87d8f83552_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275544739952459906" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Iwe4gF7HP94/STZ__W2MAII/AAAAAAAAAGY/T0k4r5l23CI/s200/2107545988_87d8f83552_o.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Je d gjør jeg.. Hvorfor? det er kaldt, det er mørkt, alle henger seg om i disse julegavene og hvem man skal kjøpe til, det går alt for mye penger, stygg julepynt må opp - og den stygge pynten må tilslutt ned uansett.. jeg vil ikke ha et jule tred i jul!!!! plissss pappa.. Sååå dere.. jeg vil ikke ha julegave i år.. jeg gidder egentlig ikke kjøpe noe i år.. så dere som har kjøpt noe til meg, vær så snill og si i fra.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8628242041511220912-4590908106517309599?l=im-princess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-princess.blogspot.com/feeds/4590908106517309599/comments/default' title='Legg inn kommentarer'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8628242041511220912&amp;postID=4590908106517309599' title='0 Kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8628242041511220912/posts/default/4590908106517309599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8628242041511220912/posts/default/4590908106517309599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-princess.blogspot.com/2008/12/hater-jul.html' title='Hater Jul'/><author><name>N0tta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08096872636413245560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Iwe4gF7HP94/SUU39CrUeGI/AAAAAAAAAGg/Hzow7DVrOH8/S220/n686097068_1135040_9843.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Iwe4gF7HP94/STZ__W2MAII/AAAAAAAAAGY/T0k4r5l23CI/s72-c/2107545988_87d8f83552_o.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8628242041511220912.post-5366472889455492656</id><published>2008-12-03T02:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T02:53:53.072-08:00</updated><title type='text'>bestevenn? hvor?</title><content type='html'>En bestevenn, er ikke d en man deler alt med ? ikke holder noe hemmelig..? hva søren veit vel jeg.. hehe.. men d var vertfall d jeg trodde..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8628242041511220912-5366472889455492656?l=im-princess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-princess.blogspot.com/feeds/5366472889455492656/comments/default' title='Legg inn kommentarer'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8628242041511220912&amp;postID=5366472889455492656' title='2 Kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8628242041511220912/posts/default/5366472889455492656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8628242041511220912/posts/default/5366472889455492656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-princess.blogspot.com/2008/12/bestevenn-hvor.html' title='bestevenn? hvor?'/><author><name>N0tta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08096872636413245560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Iwe4gF7HP94/SUU39CrUeGI/AAAAAAAAAGg/Hzow7DVrOH8/S220/n686097068_1135040_9843.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8628242041511220912.post-2596275768119243957</id><published>2008-11-27T11:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T11:37:15.540-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hint Hint</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Jeg tenkte jeg skulle hinte litt til jul jeg også.. jeg veit jeg ikke får dette men jeg har lov å drømme! Folk sier jeg har for mange og skjønner ikke hvorfor jeg har så mange men d skal jeg si!!!!! jeg får ikke nokk jeg har ikke nokk jeg kommer aldri til å ha nokk! Jeg vil ha en til vær anledning. i hver farge. ++++ dere skjønner ingenting.. argh.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;MEn værse god å se hva jeg ønsker meg  :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Iwe4gF7HP94/SS71bUJ8pyI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/WYoDzWT1rZc/s1600-h/image1lCAZUVDAO.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273422063313135394" style="WIDTH: 157px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Iwe4gF7HP94/SS71bUJ8pyI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/WYoDzWT1rZc/s200/image1lCAZUVDAO.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Iwe4gF7HP94/SS71bfKl3GI/AAAAAAAAAGI/S8nMNAK-Ia4/s1600-h/image1lCAY14ZKI.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273422066268626018" style="WIDTH: 157px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Iwe4gF7HP94/SS71bfKl3GI/AAAAAAAAAGI/S8nMNAK-Ia4/s200/image1lCAY14ZKI.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Iwe4gF7HP94/SS71baOTOUI/AAAAAAAAAGA/1rQYUEOjfQE/s1600-h/image1lCAQ093LW.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273422064942004546" style="WIDTH: 157px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Iwe4gF7HP94/SS71baOTOUI/AAAAAAAAAGA/1rQYUEOjfQE/s200/image1lCAQ093LW.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Iwe4gF7HP94/SS71ajBoRBI/AAAAAAAAAFw/cLq2LiJnqCI/s1600-h/image1lCAI0HA8V.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273422050124907538" style="WIDTH: 157px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Iwe4gF7HP94/SS71ajBoRBI/AAAAAAAAAFw/cLq2LiJnqCI/s200/image1lCAI0HA8V.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Iwe4gF7HP94/SS71PZYeciI/AAAAAAAAAFo/oP1pkF9L1GU/s1600-h/image1lCAH9XAON.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273421858557817378" style="WIDTH: 157px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Iwe4gF7HP94/SS71PZYeciI/AAAAAAAAAFo/oP1pkF9L1GU/s200/image1lCAH9XAON.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Iwe4gF7HP94/SS71PE5MglI/AAAAAAAAAFg/w9iUDuyKqXY/s1600-h/image1lCADGROC8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273421853057909330" style="WIDTH: 157px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Iwe4gF7HP94/SS71PE5MglI/AAAAAAAAAFg/w9iUDuyKqXY/s200/image1lCADGROC8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Iwe4gF7HP94/SS71POrzopI/AAAAAAAAAFY/J1OSP2ynIms/s1600-h/image1lCA727FG7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273421855686107794" style="WIDTH: 157px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Iwe4gF7HP94/SS71POrzopI/AAAAAAAAAFY/J1OSP2ynIms/s200/image1lCA727FG7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Iwe4gF7HP94/SS71OKP7a0I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/wwWVuFH9URw/s1600-h/image1lCA09F0F0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273421837315566402" style="WIDTH: 157px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Iwe4gF7HP94/SS71OKP7a0I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/wwWVuFH9URw/s200/image1lCA09F0F0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Iwe4gF7HP94/SS71N84n8JI/AAAAAAAAAFI/gnrfZX8VPaw/s1600-h/image1lCA2UAFF2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273421833728159890" style="WIDTH: 157px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Iwe4gF7HP94/SS71N84n8JI/AAAAAAAAAFI/gnrfZX8VPaw/s200/image1lCA2UAFF2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Ja jeg øsnker meg SKO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8628242041511220912-2596275768119243957?l=im-princess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-princess.blogspot.com/feeds/2596275768119243957/comments/default' title='Legg inn kommentarer'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8628242041511220912&amp;postID=2596275768119243957' title='0 Kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8628242041511220912/posts/default/2596275768119243957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8628242041511220912/posts/default/2596275768119243957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-princess.blogspot.com/2008/11/hint-hint.html' title='Hint Hint'/><author><name>N0tta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08096872636413245560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Iwe4gF7HP94/SUU39CrUeGI/AAAAAAAAAGg/Hzow7DVrOH8/S220/n686097068_1135040_9843.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Iwe4gF7HP94/SS71bUJ8pyI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/WYoDzWT1rZc/s72-c/image1lCAZUVDAO.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8628242041511220912.post-6194814383499876989</id><published>2008-11-23T18:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T18:14:50.083-08:00</updated><title type='text'>follj ?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Iwe4gF7HP94/SSoOFN29PqI/AAAAAAAAADw/MZFym_uHxrI/s1600-h/drinks.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272041796572888738" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Iwe4gF7HP94/SSoOFN29PqI/AAAAAAAAADw/MZFym_uHxrI/s320/drinks.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;jepp, tredagers ;) nice.. Ja e e full og e sett hæm me helene.. ska ronk litt me ho i kveld ;) haha.. Joa dagen i dag va fin.. sku te helene bare for å kos me så vart d en dram og en dram te så dro me te nine å drakk vin å e drakk så fort at e blei dårle XD spyd ikkje! men e la me på sofaen litt så væar d Onkel ;) nice!!!! også vart d kick off drakk nå en dram der å da vett ;) møt nån engelsk men (usj) en hadd bursdag , han ble 43 år å sa han sku ha et bursdagsnuss frå me ell Helene.. Fy the fuck!! han kunna vårre far min.. såå nei ingen tå oss kyssa han.. så dro vi på tower (slæææææssssshhhhh) Fregatten å drakk å da samla vi jo alle sammen runt en bord og drakk XD va en kjekk kar der ;) men whatever :P når d vart stengt dro vi te hydro eller nå kallt XY uno.. kjøpt oss mat(taco wrap) d kosta 39 kr e hadd bare 38kr så ROPT e "e d nånn som he 1kr te me?" alle karan bare JA! hahahha vittig.. så spist vi å tok taxi hjem :P uff jah.. skolen i mårra ska bli gøy.. håpe it vi he nå læksa ell prøva te i mårra XD hahahahaha go natt folk.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8628242041511220912-6194814383499876989?l=im-princess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-princess.blogspot.com/feeds/6194814383499876989/comments/default' title='Legg inn kommentarer'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8628242041511220912&amp;postID=6194814383499876989' title='0 Kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8628242041511220912/posts/default/6194814383499876989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8628242041511220912/posts/default/6194814383499876989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-princess.blogspot.com/2008/11/follj.html' title='follj ?'/><author><name>N0tta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08096872636413245560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Iwe4gF7HP94/SUU39CrUeGI/AAAAAAAAAGg/Hzow7DVrOH8/S220/n686097068_1135040_9843.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Iwe4gF7HP94/SSoOFN29PqI/AAAAAAAAADw/MZFym_uHxrI/s72-c/drinks.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8628242041511220912.post-5606606632959419098</id><published>2008-11-20T15:18:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T15:26:11.652-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Følelser</title><content type='html'>For d første kan man miste en hel følelese.. og ved en "hel" følelese mener jeg.. f.eks kjærligheten.. ? jeg har ikke mistet den bare rotet den litt bort.. XD JEg er jo glad i mine venner ofc og glad i familien min men å elske er d store spørsmåle.. jeg har møtt gutter som jeg liker og gjærne kunne likt som no mer.. men kroppen/følelsene mine vill ikke.. JEG vil men hode vil liksom ikke.. jeg klarer ikke føle d lengere.. føler det er en tapt sak.. jeg gir ikke opp, jeg gir bare opp FOR NÅÅ.. jeg får da bare vente til det kommer en som kan fiske opp denn følelsen jeg har mistet.. føler meg litt som Carrie i Sex og Singeliv her jeg sitter å skriver.. hehe kanskje jeg skal begynne å skrive som henne ;) hva syns dere? Hvis dere vil d så skal e gjærne gjør d.. he my i tankan min  e ;) hehe.. legg igjen en kommentar da så jeg får se hva dere mener :¤&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8628242041511220912-5606606632959419098?l=im-princess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-princess.blogspot.com/feeds/5606606632959419098/comments/default' title='Legg inn kommentarer'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8628242041511220912&amp;postID=5606606632959419098' title='1 Kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8628242041511220912/posts/default/5606606632959419098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8628242041511220912/posts/default/5606606632959419098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-princess.blogspot.com/2008/11/flelser.html' title='Følelser'/><author><name>N0tta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08096872636413245560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Iwe4gF7HP94/SUU39CrUeGI/AAAAAAAAAGg/Hzow7DVrOH8/S220/n686097068_1135040_9843.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8628242041511220912.post-5854154736368717214</id><published>2008-10-12T11:27:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T11:36:59.614-07:00</updated><title type='text'>why?</title><content type='html'>Ting var bedre før kanskjed blir bedre senere..&lt;br /&gt;Mister venner og man får nye... Man ser kjærligheten i øye men synet kan bedra..  ikke alt er like enkelt som vi vil d skal være..  Jeg for den sak skyld klarer ikke jeg stoppe hode mitt for å tenke, "what if?" jeg har mistet en god venn av meg og d gjør vondt.. jeg trodde jeg taklet d bra men når jeg får vite at han er på besøk i byen er d som om jeg vil stengemeg inne til han har dratt.. Hvordan kan man være så glad i en person som har såret deg..  Og begge er for stolt til å gjøre noe med d vi har mistet.. men jeg har tenk å beholde stoltheten min og jeg har ingen grunn for å unnskylde meg.. åhh.. jeg tenker for mye.. veit ikke no mer jeg skal si.. er noe til jeg skulle fortelle men jeg må bli klok på det selv.. veit ikke selv hva som skjer.. :*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8628242041511220912-5854154736368717214?l=im-princess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-princess.blogspot.com/feeds/5854154736368717214/comments/default' title='Legg inn kommentarer'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8628242041511220912&amp;postID=5854154736368717214' title='0 Kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8628242041511220912/posts/default/5854154736368717214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8628242041511220912/posts/default/5854154736368717214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-princess.blogspot.com/2008/10/why.html' title='why?'/><author><name>N0tta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08096872636413245560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Iwe4gF7HP94/SUU39CrUeGI/AAAAAAAAAGg/Hzow7DVrOH8/S220/n686097068_1135040_9843.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8628242041511220912.post-8876494407083751296</id><published>2008-10-05T06:32:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-05T06:35:07.367-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Livet : lett - medium - vanskelig</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Iwe4gF7HP94/SOjChLnVxHI/AAAAAAAAADI/8qT_Q_xBc38/s1600-h/Bilde__170_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253662840636949618" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Iwe4gF7HP94/SOjChLnVxHI/AAAAAAAAADI/8qT_Q_xBc38/s320/Bilde__170_.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;jeg prøver å velge lett.. være singel, nyte live.. bli færdi me dette skole åre å flytte etter sommern.. men nææææææææææææiiiiii da! Allt må være/bli vanskelig.. jeg klarer ikke styre følelsene mine.. jeg er forelsket, men burde ikke være.. Allt er så komplisert.. ARGH! &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/8628242041511220912-8876494407083751296?l=im-princess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-princess.blogspot.com/feeds/8876494407083751296/comments/default' title='Legg inn kommentarer'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8628242041511220912&amp;postID=8876494407083751296' title='1 Kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8628242041511220912/posts/default/8876494407083751296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8628242041511220912/posts/default/8876494407083751296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-princess.blogspot.com/2008/10/livet-lett-medium-vanskelig.html' title='Livet : lett - medium - vanskelig'/><author><name>N0tta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08096872636413245560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Iwe4gF7HP94/SUU39CrUeGI/AAAAAAAAAGg/Hzow7DVrOH8/S220/n686097068_1135040_9843.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Iwe4gF7HP94/SOjChLnVxHI/AAAAAAAAADI/8qT_Q_xBc38/s72-c/Bilde__170_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8628242041511220912.post-2772757768448862725</id><published>2008-09-30T10:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T10:12:42.101-07:00</updated><title type='text'>just me?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;er d bare jeg som lurer på om andre har følelser? er d bare jeg som lurer på om andre syns d er gøy og såre andre? d virker som alle har d så greit.. mens jeg bare tenker og tenker og tenker.. prøver å prate me folk men de er bare veldig avisende.. så jeg tror jeg gjør e d jeg har gjort i over 6 år nå.. holder d for meg selv. . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Iwe4gF7HP94/SOJdaUHDKYI/AAAAAAAAADA/AzTJY75iiNo/s1600-h/sad_girl01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251862822123678082" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Iwe4gF7HP94/SOJdaUHDKYI/AAAAAAAAADA/AzTJY75iiNo/s320/sad_girl01.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jeg har sett på skole i Sverige og Stavanger til neste år.. Er liksom ikke så mye som holder meg tilbake her.. Vil prøve å starte på nytt.. Gleder meg som en gal.. Kommer jo til å savne noe her men ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8628242041511220912-2772757768448862725?l=im-princess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-princess.blogspot.com/feeds/2772757768448862725/comments/default' title='Legg inn kommentarer'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8628242041511220912&amp;postID=2772757768448862725' title='0 Kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8628242041511220912/posts/default/2772757768448862725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8628242041511220912/posts/default/2772757768448862725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-princess.blogspot.com/2008/09/just-me.html' title='just me?'/><author><name>N0tta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08096872636413245560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Iwe4gF7HP94/SUU39CrUeGI/AAAAAAAAAGg/Hzow7DVrOH8/S220/n686097068_1135040_9843.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Iwe4gF7HP94/SOJdaUHDKYI/AAAAAAAAADA/AzTJY75iiNo/s72-c/sad_girl01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8628242041511220912.post-5536119239159226763</id><published>2008-09-27T06:12:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T06:16:24.771-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What to do?</title><content type='html'>Jeg gir og gir av meg selv men tydelighvis er ikke allt, nok for noen..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8628242041511220912-5536119239159226763?l=im-princess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-princess.blogspot.com/feeds/5536119239159226763/comments/default' title='Legg inn kommentarer'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8628242041511220912&amp;postID=5536119239159226763' title='1 Kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8628242041511220912/posts/default/5536119239159226763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8628242041511220912/posts/default/5536119239159226763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-princess.blogspot.com/2008/09/what-to-do.html' title='What to do?'/><author><name>N0tta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08096872636413245560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Iwe4gF7HP94/SUU39CrUeGI/AAAAAAAAAGg/Hzow7DVrOH8/S220/n686097068_1135040_9843.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8628242041511220912.post-6497227284133545217</id><published>2008-09-26T09:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T10:27:22.247-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Donnow</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Jeg fikk høre her en dag at jeg måtte slutte å tenke på alle andre enn meg selv, at jeg måtte tenke mer på meg selv og hva jeg skal gjøre for at jeg skal være lykkelig... jeg bare WHAT!?!?!?! nooooo way!! jeg er desverre ikke på den måten.. Alle kommer før meg.. i dont fucking care.. alle venner og familier og alle kommer før meg.. jeg skal gjøre allt for at min familie og mine venner skal ha d bra.. whatever it takes.. Klart jeg har knekt sammen plenti av ganger å ting har gått galt(you dont wanna know).. men d bryr jeg meg ikke om.. om jeg må knekke sammen 140o ganger til får at venner og familie skal være lykkelig så gjør jeg d.. null problem.. Jeg bryr meg ikke om meg selv.. klart jeg er jo fortsatt menneskelig å har følelser og vil at noen skal elske meg og vil ha en framtid, seffe.. men OM jeg må sette live mitt på pause for noen så gjør jeg d.. og om de bruker meg (som har skjedd en del ganger) er d ikke på min samvitighet, det er de som må leve me det.. Som sakt jeg har knekkt sammen mange ganger pga at jeg syns folk klarer å holde mye på samvitigheten.. om jeg hadde ikke brukt familie eller venner for penger en gang.. slapp av folkens jeg sikter ikke til noen :P hehehe.. JEg tror jeg har fått sakt d jeg trengte XD tihi..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Iwe4gF7HP94/SN0amhYjJII/AAAAAAAAAC4/9t179hQJmSI/s1600-h/mejej+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250381989682553986" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Iwe4gF7HP94/SN0amhYjJII/AAAAAAAAAC4/9t179hQJmSI/s320/mejej+010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'll walk the world for you ;) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8628242041511220912-6497227284133545217?l=im-princess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://im-princess.blogspot.com/feeds/6497227284133545217/comments/default' title='Legg inn kommentarer'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8628242041511220912&amp;postID=6497227284133545217' title='0 Kommentarer'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8628242041511220912/posts/default/6497227284133545217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8628242041511220912/posts/default/6497227284133545217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://im-princess.blogspot.com/2008/09/donnow.html' title='Donnow'/><author><name>N0tta</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08096872636413245560</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Iwe4gF7HP94/SUU39CrUeGI/AAAAAAAAAGg/Hzow7DVrOH8/S220/n686097068_1135040_9843.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Iwe4gF7HP94/SN0amhYjJII/AAAAAAAAAC4/9t179hQJmSI/s72-c/mejej+010.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
