<?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-7033102646190513130</id><updated>2011-08-01T16:59:39.157-04:00</updated><category term='my pathetic musicness'/><category term='lalalalalalalalalalaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa'/><category term='A - mazing'/><category term='check'/><title type='text'>► White Lines &amp; Red Lights</title><subtitle type='html'>life is up for living, the only question is how will you live it?</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mccampbell2010.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7033102646190513130/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mccampbell2010.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>i'm more like me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04161375367340401122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://dl7.glitter-graphics.net/pub/396/396467jmybcf2rxr.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>82</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7033102646190513130.post-8004980689819292359</id><published>2009-09-22T22:56:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T23:29:36.919-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Life? is supposed to be fun, don't let fun get taken from you</title><content type='html'>Tons of teens return to school each year thinking "oh, crap, not this again," however this year I was not one of them. Senior year has been one of the major turning points in my life so far. I'm more organized, I have straighter priorities, I'm starting to figure out what I want to do with my life, and I'm happy.&lt;br /&gt;Thats right, I'm happy, which apart from when my friends were cheering me up over the summer was a rare occasion. Last year, just after prom my 1st girlfriend dumped me and it really hit me hard. I knew things weren't going well and I constantly did my best while I was with her to make things better but it wasn't really going anywhere b/c I was the only one putting in the effort. After she dumped me, without any reason that she thought was good enough to tell me, she thought that it was perfectly acceptable to text me whenever she wanted as if I still wanted to talk to her 24/7 and be her best friend. I wasn't until a few months later when she stopped texting me, each time it reminded me of how horrible I felt. The particular day she sent her last text I was out with some friends playing tennis and my phone starts vibrating "buzz" "buzz", "buzz" "buzz". I look down and see the name and think to myself "oh, great, her." Then I click to view the msg and it says something about how cute I looked playing tennis....................... WTF was my initial reaction, then I snapped and text her saying that she never ever gets to say that or anything like that again. Since then I haven't heard from her once so WOOT. Anyways, I thought my little spiteful moment had made me happy but it didn't. It wasn't until I started spending each moment I could with as many friends as I could until I started feeling better. When school finally started I felt more confident than ever before and started making way more friends then I'd ever had. So, thank you school, and thank you x for making me realize that there is no point in having relationships with people who don't value you enough to try.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7033102646190513130-8004980689819292359?l=mccampbell2010.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mccampbell2010.blogspot.com/feeds/8004980689819292359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7033102646190513130&amp;postID=8004980689819292359' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7033102646190513130/posts/default/8004980689819292359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7033102646190513130/posts/default/8004980689819292359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mccampbell2010.blogspot.com/2009/09/life-is-supposed-to-be-fun-dont-let-fun.html' title='Life? is supposed to be fun, don&apos;t let fun get taken from you'/><author><name>i'm more like me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04161375367340401122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://dl7.glitter-graphics.net/pub/396/396467jmybcf2rxr.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7033102646190513130.post-9143790273025170493</id><published>2009-01-05T22:54:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T23:04:36.619-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh, yeah, i compleatly forgot to make a post! But, im 17 now!!!</title><content type='html'>yesssss! 17 and it feels so right, sleeping all day and staying up all nighhht :PPP&lt;br /&gt;just some random lyric from a song that went through my head, hmmm that happens alot, maybe i shouldnt listen to so much music. speaking of music, i think that it is time i updated my playlist on here, and i will get right on that... it will be done within the year.&lt;br /&gt;yes, i have a teddy bear, who by the way i wouldnt trade for the world.&lt;br /&gt;also, 80% chance ice today, if we have school i will b soooooo angry at the weather ppl, again..........&lt;br /&gt;hmmm, i feel like im forgeting things, but i just spontaneously decided that i will be ending with a quote or a saying of some sort from now on, as long as i remeber to :P&lt;br /&gt;abe lincoln - And in the end, it's not the years in your life that count. It's the life in your years.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7033102646190513130-9143790273025170493?l=mccampbell2010.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mccampbell2010.blogspot.com/feeds/9143790273025170493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7033102646190513130&amp;postID=9143790273025170493' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7033102646190513130/posts/default/9143790273025170493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7033102646190513130/posts/default/9143790273025170493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mccampbell2010.blogspot.com/2009/01/oh-yeah-i-compleatly-forgot-to-make.html' title='Oh, yeah, i compleatly forgot to make a post! But, im 17 now!!!'/><author><name>i'm more like me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04161375367340401122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://dl7.glitter-graphics.net/pub/396/396467jmybcf2rxr.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7033102646190513130.post-5582459623223234770</id><published>2009-01-03T17:18:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T17:30:31.493-05:00</updated><title type='text'>hmm, I should have never had enough time to actualy think this through</title><content type='html'>I hate metaphors, you right it meaning one thing, I read it and get a different meaning (most likely), and the meaning can only be theorized except by the writer. so, is it better to ignore metaphors, to let them be as they will. No, people must always read into things, they must always try. For if no one tried what would there be? &lt;br /&gt;Oppinions, the substance of which the world revolves around, maybe. Every thing that is not a fact is an oppinion, choices are oppinions, metaphors are comparisions and as such no one can really tell you that something is or isnt a metaphor unless it has like/as b/c if any one single person thinks that the to items being compared aren't related then it is in fact a metaphor.&lt;br /&gt;I wish people would just get straight to the point sometimes. Instead of all this colorful dribble that needs to be sorted through, thought about and ends up giving off a worse message than what is acctually ment.&lt;br /&gt;I think I've had enough crap come at me in the form of disguised words and hidden meanings for one day.&lt;br /&gt;also, i would like to share some usless knowledge&lt;br /&gt;(1)guys have a time of the month, and well every thing else was actualy opinions&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7033102646190513130-5582459623223234770?l=mccampbell2010.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mccampbell2010.blogspot.com/feeds/5582459623223234770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7033102646190513130&amp;postID=5582459623223234770' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7033102646190513130/posts/default/5582459623223234770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7033102646190513130/posts/default/5582459623223234770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mccampbell2010.blogspot.com/2009/01/hmm-i-should-have-never-had-enough-time.html' title='hmm, I should have never had enough time to actualy think this through'/><author><name>i'm more like me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04161375367340401122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://dl7.glitter-graphics.net/pub/396/396467jmybcf2rxr.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7033102646190513130.post-4545243762303835951</id><published>2008-12-29T18:37:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T18:39:03.526-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Long time no post</title><content type='html'>hey, so yeah, its been a while since i posted, since my last post ive been increasingly busy, swim season started and lots of other happenings are occuring in my life, so i dont know how often i'll be posting, gtg&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7033102646190513130-4545243762303835951?l=mccampbell2010.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mccampbell2010.blogspot.com/feeds/4545243762303835951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7033102646190513130&amp;postID=4545243762303835951' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7033102646190513130/posts/default/4545243762303835951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7033102646190513130/posts/default/4545243762303835951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mccampbell2010.blogspot.com/2008/12/long-time-no-post.html' title='Long time no post'/><author><name>i'm more like me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04161375367340401122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://dl7.glitter-graphics.net/pub/396/396467jmybcf2rxr.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7033102646190513130.post-2200388203328009824</id><published>2008-10-12T20:36:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T20:45:05.504-04:00</updated><title type='text'>HOME COMING, its here</title><content type='html'>THATS RIGHT, ITS HERE and i worked so hard to help set it up, or not so much. We had a bonfire tonight and the school is all decorated, and i got a sneek peak of it even tho i didnt help, i have to say GO JUNIORS!!!, our hall is really well decorated, dont denye it, but then again, our class always wins everthing, bcuz we're winners. this upcomming week there are going to be dress up days, altho idk what they all are still, and ther will prob be some sort of lunch time activities or something like that. GO STONEWALL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7033102646190513130-2200388203328009824?l=mccampbell2010.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mccampbell2010.blogspot.com/feeds/2200388203328009824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7033102646190513130&amp;postID=2200388203328009824' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7033102646190513130/posts/default/2200388203328009824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7033102646190513130/posts/default/2200388203328009824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mccampbell2010.blogspot.com/2008/10/home-coming-its-here.html' title='HOME COMING, its here'/><author><name>i'm more like me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04161375367340401122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://dl7.glitter-graphics.net/pub/396/396467jmybcf2rxr.jpg'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7033102646190513130.post-6709345703596336332</id><published>2008-09-30T22:40:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T23:08:20.591-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Deep Fried and In Over My Head</title><content type='html'>No, this is not about food, although I am hungery. Last night around 7:30 pm my computer crashed. I was in the middle of writing my NHS applications and English 11 AP paper. I rebooted my computer like I would for any normal crash, the Microsoft loading bar poped up just minutes later, then nothing. All I had was a black screen with my mouse. I freaked, I couldn't believe it, my hard drive, had crashed. Hurrying now I called John, his hard drive crashed last year and he had to buy a new one, to confirm that my hard drive was crashed. It had. All my papers I'd ever writen, all my parents documents, all our pictures, ALL MY MUSIC... gone, just like that. &lt;br /&gt;CRAP!&lt;br /&gt;What do I do now?&lt;br /&gt;Wait amilessly and hope everything works out?&lt;br /&gt;Of course not.&lt;br /&gt;I reset my computer back to how it was the very first day I removed it from the UPS shipping box. It took me over five hours to recover all of the files that were backed up on my computer, which included almost nothing, not even Microsoft Word. Which really ruined my plans because I not only had my National Honor Society application due today, but also my AP paper that had specific instructions which included being typed and formated a certain way. My computer had become not my computer, it was just a computer, it had no personality or uniqueness to it. Depressed by my loss of my computer i went upstairs to see that the Steelers were down 13 to 3 to the Ravens... I was just about sick of telling my little brother to calm down and that its just a game before getting up to walk away when all of the sudden the Steelers were winning. They scored 14 points in 15 seconds. The Steelers ended up winning 23-20 in overtime which was the second brightest part of my day. I then went on to drink coffee and handwrite my AP paper until 2 a.m.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to school early to try to convince my teachers that I need more time. I convinced Mrs. Mc, which was probly the most important one to convince, but Mrs.K just wouldnt give me more time. however she was nice about it and said she'd have given me more time if i worked both lunches and still didnt finish typing it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moral of the story, go back up everything you dont mind lossing right now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7033102646190513130-6709345703596336332?l=mccampbell2010.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mccampbell2010.blogspot.com/feeds/6709345703596336332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7033102646190513130&amp;postID=6709345703596336332' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7033102646190513130/posts/default/6709345703596336332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7033102646190513130/posts/default/6709345703596336332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mccampbell2010.blogspot.com/2008/09/deep-fried-and-in-over-my-head.html' title='Deep Fried and In Over My Head'/><author><name>i'm more like me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04161375367340401122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://dl7.glitter-graphics.net/pub/396/396467jmybcf2rxr.jpg'/></author><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7033102646190513130.post-1997598390996949806</id><published>2008-08-23T22:19:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T20:13:08.602-04:00</updated><title type='text'>hey u guys, i kinda tested positive, so i wont b bloging 4 a while</title><content type='html'>:POSITIVE &lt;br /&gt;:FOR &lt;br /&gt;:AWSOMENESS&lt;br /&gt;of course i had a positive awsomeness level, y u ask, bcuz im made of awsomeness :O, ur jealous, i know it&lt;br /&gt;well acctualy im just being really full of my self bcuz i feel full of myself right now.&lt;br /&gt;(how cant u be full of ur self, ur made of urself)&lt;br /&gt;did u test positive? thought not lol, jk&lt;br /&gt;acctualy i scooped ice cream all day and now my legs r sore bcuz i was standing for 8 epic hours w/ 4 girls, allyson, kora, chelsey, and some othe1 whos name i didnt catch, (              removed by request                     ) and came home 2 grab my cleaning supplies and sprinted to the bathroom where i cleand vigourusly and sang 2 a blarring ipod :)&lt;br /&gt;finding new loves 4 songs u dislike bcz its really loud is really fun&lt;br /&gt;i think i should turn my ipod down when my ears ring after i take ear thinggys out, but then i can hear myself and thats no fun :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7033102646190513130-1997598390996949806?l=mccampbell2010.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mccampbell2010.blogspot.com/feeds/1997598390996949806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7033102646190513130&amp;postID=1997598390996949806' title='19 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7033102646190513130/posts/default/1997598390996949806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7033102646190513130/posts/default/1997598390996949806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mccampbell2010.blogspot.com/2008/08/hey-u-guys-i-kinda-tested-positive-so-i.html' title='hey u guys, i kinda tested positive, so i wont b bloging 4 a while'/><author><name>i'm more like me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04161375367340401122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://dl7.glitter-graphics.net/pub/396/396467jmybcf2rxr.jpg'/></author><thr:total>19</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7033102646190513130.post-5043416922148399382</id><published>2008-08-22T15:23:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T15:29:51.580-04:00</updated><title type='text'>zhals casa</title><content type='html'>went 2 zhals yesterday where i saw robbie, hey o, and we all played rock band and lived happily ever after,jk, ummmm pretty much we stayed up playing rock band and halo and u just hung out till 4 am now its almost 4 pm :) and i just got back from his house. i think he wants 2 make it a 'regular thing' where i come over 2 his house every saturday, but yest wasnt sat, so now im confused :? and i think im going 2 his house on saturday 2, at like 11:00 :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7033102646190513130-5043416922148399382?l=mccampbell2010.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mccampbell2010.blogspot.com/feeds/5043416922148399382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7033102646190513130&amp;postID=5043416922148399382' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7033102646190513130/posts/default/5043416922148399382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7033102646190513130/posts/default/5043416922148399382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mccampbell2010.blogspot.com/2008/08/zhals-casa.html' title='zhals casa'/><author><name>i'm more like me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04161375367340401122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://dl7.glitter-graphics.net/pub/396/396467jmybcf2rxr.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7033102646190513130.post-2297652108921056017</id><published>2008-08-16T17:50:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-16T17:56:18.023-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Du nunu nunununu SPEED RACER doooooo doooooo</title><content type='html'>ha, went up 2 c a friend who moved to culpeper, about 1hour drive, for 1st time this summer, it was pretty cool. Justin aka Speed Racer, is in 2 country clubs and a private school now, lucky (wish i had those opportunities, not saying id take the country clubs tho lol) we saw compleatly BA who bikers stopped at a pottery emporium, &lt;br /&gt;whats an emporium? idk, thats what the building said on it :)&lt;br /&gt;but it does take alot of guts 2 go 2 somewhere w/ pottery on ur motorcycle, lol jk&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7033102646190513130-2297652108921056017?l=mccampbell2010.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mccampbell2010.blogspot.com/feeds/2297652108921056017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7033102646190513130&amp;postID=2297652108921056017' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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can find my Blog on google as 1st result if u type in (moontop warrior) no ()&lt;br /&gt;isnt that amazing, top search result lmfao xD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7033102646190513130-4095114518147856070?l=mccampbell2010.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mccampbell2010.blogspot.com/feeds/4095114518147856070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7033102646190513130&amp;postID=4095114518147856070' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7033102646190513130/posts/default/4095114518147856070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7033102646190513130/posts/default/4095114518147856070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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&lt;br /&gt;hey oh,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just another hollywood star,&lt;br /&gt;floatin' down a boulevard,&lt;br /&gt;gotta go to the show&lt;br /&gt;bcuz the makeups on and the smile's fake,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then i said&lt;br /&gt;hey&lt;br /&gt;hey oh,&lt;br /&gt;wont let u dress me up&lt;br /&gt;when the camera's rolln'&lt;br /&gt;hey &lt;br /&gt;hey oh,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;glamorized&lt;br /&gt;beyond re-cog-nit-ion,&lt;br /&gt;its not me&lt;br /&gt;this publicized life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im no star&lt;br /&gt;leave me alone,&lt;br /&gt;im leaving it behind me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then i said&lt;br /&gt;hey&lt;br /&gt;hey oh,&lt;br /&gt;wont let u dress me up&lt;br /&gt;when the camera's rolln'&lt;br /&gt;hey &lt;br /&gt;hey oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey&lt;br /&gt;hey oh,&lt;br /&gt;(6x continual fade)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(got 2 work this in there but not feeling like it right now, bcuz just as quickly as my creative burst came it is gone, tear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my face isnt perfect&lt;br /&gt;its broken and crooked,&lt;br /&gt;out of proportion,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yet im idolized&lt;br /&gt;made a star&lt;br /&gt;handprints on broadway&lt;br /&gt;lifes going, the wrong way)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pretty much some bad lyrics 2 a song i just wrote and would sing if i were any good at singing and in a band, but seeing as how im not a good singer or in a band, i wont. also this is very rough drafty 4 a song, i wrote it in about 5 mins flat, so give me a break if it would ever b any good it would take probly 50 hours of revision + there is no music writen 4 it and no way 4 any1 2 know how 2 read it but me, sooooo. u prob wont hear the same thing in ur head when u read it as i did&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7033102646190513130-530003846217579963?l=mccampbell2010.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://dl7.glitter-graphics.net/pub/396/396467jmybcf2rxr.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7033102646190513130.post-3205922201578600968</id><published>2008-08-12T19:32:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T19:40:32.456-04:00</updated><title type='text'>my arm has 4 stripes</title><content type='html'>starting w/ the non tan part o my arm, not that i tan well, i have sun burn which goes into a freak oval like non sunburned place then back 2 sunburn and then the non tan part.&lt;br /&gt;MY ARM IS A CANDY CANE&lt;br /&gt;although i dont think it would taste very good lol&lt;br /&gt;well i was gonna work out, and i started then i decided i didnt feel like it and started messing around then i got bored and wanted 2 c my sunburn from 2day and thats how i found this weirdness and was inspired 2 make a post about it&lt;br /&gt;im soooooo hungry stupid food get doonnneeee cooking i waanannananna eatttttt!!!!!!!!&lt;div 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i should b the grouchy 1 lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7033102646190513130-5717278534124915569?l=mccampbell2010.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mccampbell2010.blogspot.com/feeds/5717278534124915569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7033102646190513130&amp;postID=5717278534124915569' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7033102646190513130/posts/default/5717278534124915569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7033102646190513130/posts/default/5717278534124915569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mccampbell2010.blogspot.com/2008/08/grrr-still-no-sleep.html' title='grrr, still no sleep'/><author><name>i'm 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mins &lt;br /&gt;o wow nm time left now, but it feels like 4ever,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 mins lef&lt;br /&gt;i think i might fall asleep in this chair bcuz i dont have energy 2 walk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 mins til&lt;br /&gt;bright morning light = head ache&lt;br /&gt;zhal stop freaking snorring&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 mins til&lt;br /&gt;and ofcourse, the last 2 mins r filled w/ snoring that gets louder and louder untillllllllll&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 min left&lt;br /&gt;o, YAYAYAYAYYAYAYAYAAYYAYYAYAYAA last min WAHOOOOOOO YAAAAAAAAAAAA YEAH YAAAAAAAAAAAAAA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;0 MINS LEFT &lt;br /&gt;zhal time 2 wake, patrick, its time 2 sleeep finaly&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7033102646190513130-5621981758903979135?l=mccampbell2010.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://dl7.glitter-graphics.net/pub/396/396467jmybcf2rxr.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7033102646190513130.post-7523019225297487344</id><published>2008-08-11T07:11:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T07:12:37.857-04:00</updated><title type='text'>im tierd lmfao</title><content type='html'>yest i got up at 8 am and i havent slept since, i prob wont sleep till 11 tonight. YAY, maybe ill take a nap or something, or maybe i could go 2 days in arow w/out sleep&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7033102646190513130-7523019225297487344?l=mccampbell2010.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mccampbell2010.blogspot.com/feeds/7523019225297487344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7033102646190513130&amp;postID=7523019225297487344' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7033102646190513130/posts/default/7523019225297487344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7033102646190513130/posts/default/7523019225297487344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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he was hurt and how me and her is like rubbing salt in a wound, but i should have spoken up, i had been hurt 2, and she assumed that it wasnt my 1st heartbreak even though she was wrong. pretty much my side of the story is that i had had a crush on ally 4 ever, one day i decided id try 2 c if she liked me 2. i guess she did, i loved her ever since i started 2 get 2 know her, and then tim started liking her and i asked her if shed go out w/ him if he asked and she said no, hes weird. so, i had time, right? nope. next thing i know allys avoiding me and hanging out w/ him. she wouldnt tell me anything, wouldnt talk 2 me, wouldnt b my friend, wouldnt anything. she should have told me they were dating, instead of ignoring me and casting me aside. she didnt even want me as a friend, or so it seemed. ouch, some1 u loved and thought liked u doesnt even wanna talk 2 u or b near u, ouch. the thing that bothered me most was we could have just been friends, if she would have treated me better. im a prson, u cant ignore me and think everythings gonna b ok, or its better if he doesnt know or anything like that. i pretty much went into an emotional zombie like state, i talked more 2 get the pain out, anything 2 get her off my mind. i started 2 compare myself 2 tim and wonder y she choose him, and try 2 c where i was worse than him. i hated myself for not being good enough for her, or even good enough for her to talk to. then jenny tells me she got a blog, so i go on there w/ the full intention of opening up all the doors 2 friend ship. i come out sounding like a jerk, saying horridly mean things, then i burst and told her how much i love her, now its us togeather and tim wont talk 2 any1 even tho he wants 2 b friends. the memories that come up everytime some1 says his name r those of him and ally, so tnx mrs mcdaniel 4 saying his name 100+ times 2day, i have my own wounds to have salt in so its hard 4 me 2 b around him or talk 2 him, 2 bad u only know part of the story, and allyson, im srry, i know ull read this, but i had 2 say it and i love u sooooooooo unbelieveably much, also i forgive u for everything u did 2 me, dont read into this the wrong way, u and me togeather erases anything but my love 4 u, i really am srry, i needed 2 get this off my chest so bad, mrs mcdaniel, im srry, u dont know my part of story, i shouldnt blame u&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7033102646190513130-3035912935106945748?l=mccampbell2010.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mccampbell2010.blogspot.com/feeds/3035912935106945748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7033102646190513130&amp;postID=3035912935106945748' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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bike in a yard crawl that my parents brought and i put back in the car, then at noon i went to a pool party at MG's, it was good, except that i hadnt eatn yet and was dying of hunger, some jerks (john and chris...) opend the door on me while i was changing in2 my swim suit around 3:30. then we went out 2 pool, no1 would do a fflip, but me, which i did horribly bcuz i was tierd, hungry, jumped way to early, and not streatched out atall, but atleast i did the flip all the way lol. later we played volleyball in water, played a game of every1 peg matt in the head w/ john and hillary(matts "lady" friend hahahaha lol jk) then it was time 2 eat, and eat i did, i ate 4 halves of chicken + 3 pieces of cake, a cookie, 3 fudge squares, 4 cans o soda. then jo hon and i stole matts brownie, the last brownie, and ate it, we constantly antagonized (ooooo big word) him about how good the brownie was and how it had m&amp;ms on it. erica and kulen got in and we played more vball. about half way threw my team was up about 100million to 3 so i went to other team where i got on johns shoulders like playing chicken and then when i asked 4 the ball from this urgggh, little annoying girl........ she said only if id give her a hug shed give me the ball and im like, say what heck no im not giving u a hug then her and her other friend who askd the same q right after and got same answer started hitting me and throwing the ball at me and pretty much beatting me up, i wish they were guys so i could have done something, like pick them u p and throw them. i hurried back 2 the other side of net where they followed and then i got out and i swear they hit me w/ 5 balls b4 i got inside. then this other girl who was pretty cool did this thing where she got like a bridge thing then suddenly moved her hands next 2 her feet and her hips where highest thing in air, after making matt, john and i try it, she told us her secret. she was missing part of her spine. we looked like fools trying it, i prob did worst. but its not like it was my fault, when i was doing it john out of no wheres like nice sixpac and i  burst out laughing and fell down, and was like no way, me sixpac ur kiddn, and he was like no, im not look. i should prob use mirrors more often lmfao. then we went out side 2 play soccer, me and john were supposed 2 b skins vs matt and peter, but im not sure what happed peter and john sat down and john wore a shirt, while i was left shirtless 4 the rest of the night till we went back 2 matts room. &lt;br /&gt;ps i still dont believe i have a good sixpack and wont b flexing 4 any1, bcuz thats not who i am, and i dont go around flexing 4 ppl, i will however flex my belly out wards so i look really fat, its interesting&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7033102646190513130-2363871895569752009?l=mccampbell2010.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://dl7.glitter-graphics.net/pub/396/396467jmybcf2rxr.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7033102646190513130.post-1215923752675463966</id><published>2008-08-09T11:46:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-09T11:48:49.384-04:00</updated><title type='text'>FOund Mi thiNNgY and pOstiNg miS piCs</title><content type='html'>well pretty much i found my scandisk card thinggy that goes in2 my phone, so im posting about amillion pics of me and other things, mostly me, everywhere. its great, lmao&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7033102646190513130-1215923752675463966?l=mccampbell2010.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mccampbell2010.blogspot.com/feeds/1215923752675463966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://dl7.glitter-graphics.net/pub/396/396467jmybcf2rxr.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7033102646190513130.post-7546989583212619066</id><published>2008-08-09T06:26:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-09T06:27:22.305-04:00</updated><title type='text'>neeeeeeed to sleep</title><content type='html'>what wrong w/ ppl, have 2 get up and move tables now, not awake yet, need like 3 more hours sleep, zommbime&lt;br /&gt;by now&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7033102646190513130-7546989583212619066?l=mccampbell2010.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mccampbell2010.blogspot.com/feeds/7546989583212619066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7033102646190513130&amp;postID=7546989583212619066' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7033102646190513130/posts/default/7546989583212619066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7033102646190513130/posts/default/7546989583212619066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mccampbell2010.blogspot.com/2008/08/neeeeeeed-to-sleep.html' title='neeeeeeed to sleep'/><author><name>i'm more like me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04161375367340401122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://dl7.glitter-graphics.net/pub/396/396467jmybcf2rxr.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7033102646190513130.post-4708799265428546985</id><published>2008-08-08T11:27:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-08T11:31:18.751-04:00</updated><title type='text'>well, we can c y im not an artist</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j15XrRk2hgQ/SJxmMdwJcfI/AAAAAAAAAB0/ejR1uPK5Hx4/s1600-h/kid.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j15XrRk2hgQ/SJxmMdwJcfI/AAAAAAAAAB0/ejR1uPK5Hx4/s320/kid.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232169231428710898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j15XrRk2hgQ/SJxmMT1ZuZI/AAAAAAAAAB8/YT6U5FBxrlg/s1600-h/great.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j15XrRk2hgQ/SJxmMT1ZuZI/AAAAAAAAAB8/YT6U5FBxrlg/s320/great.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232169228766394770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j15XrRk2hgQ/SJxmMRhXCYI/AAAAAAAAACE/xw4WbBAfYzo/s1600-h/pheonix.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j15XrRk2hgQ/SJxmMRhXCYI/AAAAAAAAACE/xw4WbBAfYzo/s320/pheonix.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232169228145461634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j15XrRk2hgQ/SJxmMT6DGdI/AAAAAAAAACM/R5nboocc0gI/s1600-h/y.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j15XrRk2hgQ/SJxmMT6DGdI/AAAAAAAAACM/R5nboocc0gI/s320/y.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232169228785883602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st is supposed to b my lil emo kid i drew&lt;br /&gt;2nd is... i cant remember, drew it tolong ago, so its whatever u think it is&lt;br /&gt;3rd is a phoenix&lt;br /&gt;4th is well, a Y w/ a ? in horrid bubble letters&lt;br /&gt;5th is a work in progress, and not on here&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04161375367340401122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://dl7.glitter-graphics.net/pub/396/396467jmybcf2rxr.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j15XrRk2hgQ/SJxmMdwJcfI/AAAAAAAAAB0/ejR1uPK5Hx4/s72-c/kid.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7033102646190513130.post-9095809175279248492</id><published>2008-08-05T14:57:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-05T15:28:11.922-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Myspace bulletin is truer than u know</title><content type='html'>this was a bulletin on myspace and it is unbelievably true, my coments on the statements are in (), k?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Guys are more emotional then you think, if they loved you at one point, it'll take them a lot longer then you think to let you go, and it hurts every second that they try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Guys may be flirting around all day, but before they go to sleep, they always think about the girl they truly care about.(DEFineTLY)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Guys go crazy over a girl's smile.(so, smiles melt us, lol)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Guys will do anything just to get you to notice him.(many things we do are stupid and unbelievably dangerous, but we're invincible, right?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Guys hate it when you talk about your ex-boyfriend or ex love-interest. Unless they're going for the let-her-complain-to-you-and-then-have-her-realize-how-wonderful-and-nice-you-are method.(feeling 2nd place in some1's heart makes u feel like ur just there bcuz the other prson isnt)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-A guy who likes you wants to be the only guy you talk to.(look at me. talk to meeeeee.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Boyfriends need to be reassured often that they're still loved.(again, dont wanna feel second place, or farther)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Guys don't care how gorgeous you are, if you're a bitch-- Goodbye.(thats fair to say)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Giving a guy a hanging message like "You know what?..uh...never mind.." would make him jump to a conclusion that is far from what you are thinking. And he'll assume he did something wrong and he'll obsess about it trying to figure it out.(sooo true, what did we doooooo, why wont u just tell us, is it that badddddd? oh no it is isnt it, what is it?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Girls are guys' weaknesses.(nothing makes us weaker)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Guys are very open about themselves.(open enough)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-If a guy tells you about his problems, he just needs someone to listen to him. You don't need to give advice.(we usually already know what we need 2 do, we just need 2 tell it to some1, feel good we trust u w/ knowing our problems)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-A usual act that proves that the guy likes you is when he teases you.(love ya fruitlady, lmao)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Guys love you more than you love them.(hehe)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Guys use words like hot or cute to describe girls. They rarely use beautiful or gorgeous. If a guy uses that, he loves you or likes you a whole hell of a lot.(yes, its a dead give away if we use beautiful or gorgeous that we love u)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-If a guy looks unusually calm and laid back, he's probably faking it and is spazzing inside(haha, calm, calm, dont freak out, wow, shes hear, w/ me, stay calm, or atleast look it)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-When a guy says he is going crazy about the girl, he really is. Guys rarely say that.(yes, but this would b something that we'd say to our friends, or some1 besides our love)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-When a guy asks you to leave him alone, he's just actually&lt;br /&gt;saying, "Please come and listen to me.(yessssssss, and we might try to resist u trying 2 listen to us, just get us to talk, we have something to say thats bothering us alot)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-If a guy starts to talk seriously, listen to him. It doesn't happen that often, so when it does, you know something is up.(seriousness, means big warning flag, pay attention!!!!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-When a guy tells you that you are beautiful, don't say you aren't. It makes them want to stop telling you because they don't want you to disagree with them.(u r beautiful, and dont say u rnt, we only say it if we truely mean it)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-When a guy looks at you for longer than a second, he's definitely thinking something.(what we thinkn tho, whats she doing, i wish shed..., wow shes beautiful/amazing/unbelievably awsome)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Don't be a snob. Guys can be intimidated and give up easily.(its very ez 2 make us shy away)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Guys talk about girls more than girls talk about guys.(lmao, we def do, just about everytime i c my friends)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Guys really think that girls are strange and have unpredictable decisions and are MAD confusing but somehow are drawn even more to them.(u confuse us so, w/ ur hanging msgs and just about everything u do)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-A guy would give up anything to be able to read a girl's mind for a day.(what r u thinking, tell me, i wanna know every thought that goes threw your head)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-No guy can handle all his problems on his own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's just too stubborn to admit it(I CAN,probly, maybe, possibly, ok so i cant) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-NOT ALL GUYS ARE ASSHOLES!!!&lt;br /&gt;Just because ONE is.. doesn't mean he represents ALL of them(honestly many of us r nice)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-They love it when girls talk about them(ya, talk, talk, talk about me, mooooooorreeeee)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Even if they refuse it all guys are ticklish on the ribs(lmao, but being tickled&lt;br /&gt;is anoying, especialy by ppl we dont like)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Guys love neck rubs and if he lets you keep doing it ..it means that he really likes you or his neck is really hurting(usualy its the like thing, not the hurting)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-When a guy sacrifices his sleep and health just to be with you, he really likes you and wants to be with you as much as possible.(stay up late, get up early, skip meals to talk w/ u, u know, that sort of thing)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7033102646190513130-9095809175279248492?l=mccampbell2010.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mccampbell2010.blogspot.com/feeds/9095809175279248492/comments/default' 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src='http://dl7.glitter-graphics.net/pub/396/396467jmybcf2rxr.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7033102646190513130.post-4777805039108028236</id><published>2008-08-05T11:54:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-05T11:56:37.819-04:00</updated><title type='text'>a certain kind of problem</title><content type='html'>i cant post any pics right now bcuz i cant find my sd card that the little card goes in from my phone, so no more pics for now, i can however scan my drawings, so maybe ill do that soon&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7033102646190513130-4777805039108028236?l=mccampbell2010.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mccampbell2010.blogspot.com/feeds/4777805039108028236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://dl7.glitter-graphics.net/pub/396/396467jmybcf2rxr.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7033102646190513130.post-2946568329057777079</id><published>2008-08-03T12:13:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-03T12:32:25.132-04:00</updated><title type='text'>epic quest of the lost jurnal</title><content type='html'>Once upon a time on a stormy night, around 3:00 am, I tore threw my room looking for my bed so I could sleep on it instead of the floor. As soon as I lay down I was asleep, images floated through my mind, dreams. I usually don't dream, but it had been happening so frequently now. When i woke this morning the one part of the dream I could remember was the part of me drawing for an endless amount of time in my notebook that I used to draw things in when im bored at school. I began to think of how I had drawings that I could post on here and how I needed to finish my drawing of a girl. Then I began to tare through my already torn up room, due to last night, starting with my old backpack. In my back pack I found three notebooks, the first was my spanish four note book which I threw on the floor. The second was my book with pomes in it that doesnt have many left bcuz I gave them away, which I placed on the other notebook. The third was a blank notebook that id never used for anything other than taking paper out of, so I placed it next to my bed for when I want it. When I put it there I looked down and saw another notebook on the floor, picking it up realized hey this one had tons of pomes in it are they all gone, flipping through it I reallized that most were, I procceded to place it on the one next to my bed. Frantic now, I looked everywhere I'd have normaly put it. Then as I was about to quit and come to write this post with a sad ending, I found it tucked away where it must have fallen.&lt;br /&gt;As for my drawings there all in there, ill be posting some tomarrow, maybe even the girl. I drew her hair in today, now i need eyes and shadows then it will be done. I started drawing her around 6-7 months ago and stopped.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7033102646190513130-2946568329057777079?l=mccampbell2010.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mccampbell2010.blogspot.com/feeds/2946568329057777079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7033102646190513130&amp;postID=2946568329057777079' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7033102646190513130/posts/default/2946568329057777079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7033102646190513130/posts/default/2946568329057777079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mccampbell2010.blogspot.com/2008/08/epic-quest-of-lost-jurnal.html' title='epic quest of the lost jurnal'/><author><name>i'm more like me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04161375367340401122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://dl7.glitter-graphics.net/pub/396/396467jmybcf2rxr.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7033102646190513130.post-1122259046250480412</id><published>2008-08-01T14:06:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-01T14:12:20.070-04:00</updated><title type='text'>o wow i think im in a poetic mood again</title><content type='html'>i miss you&lt;br /&gt;every second your not here&lt;br /&gt;i think of you&lt;br /&gt;my dear&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7033102646190513130-1122259046250480412?l=mccampbell2010.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://dl7.glitter-graphics.net/pub/396/396467jmybcf2rxr.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7033102646190513130.post-5632134953670190272</id><published>2008-07-18T14:46:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-18T14:48:13.713-04:00</updated><title type='text'>County Champs</title><content type='html'>im off 2 go set up consession 4 our swim meet 2day&lt;br /&gt;which means, getting nicks keys, and going there hours early&lt;br /&gt;well i gues ill get going bcuz mom wants 2 leave now&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7033102646190513130-5632134953670190272?l=mccampbell2010.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mccampbell2010.blogspot.com/feeds/5632134953670190272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://dl7.glitter-graphics.net/pub/396/396467jmybcf2rxr.jpg'/></author><thr:total>20</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7033102646190513130.post-6719728818931436993</id><published>2008-07-17T00:01:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-17T00:11:08.355-04:00</updated><title type='text'>new music 4 u</title><content type='html'>well, i decided that 14 songs was a huge playlist and thought, hmmm y would i tourture bloggers w/ 14 amazing songs when i could shorten the whole thing and i also changed the music up, i just downloaded every song there except what i like about you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im opperating on my xtreamly long swimmers high, like a runners high, that i got from swimming 70 laps=1mile=4 miles running, some of the little kids, the ones who cant count (my 12 yr old little brother and friends of his), were so annoying bcuz they thought that even tho i passed them 17 times that they were done only 2 lenghts after me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o swimmer high going going gone&lt;br /&gt;cya&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7033102646190513130-6719728818931436993?l=mccampbell2010.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mccampbell2010.blogspot.com/feeds/6719728818931436993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7033102646190513130&amp;postID=6719728818931436993' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7033102646190513130/posts/default/6719728818931436993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7033102646190513130/posts/default/6719728818931436993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mccampbell2010.blogspot.com/2008/07/new-music-4-u.html' title='new music 4 u'/><author><name>i'm more like me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04161375367340401122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://dl7.glitter-graphics.net/pub/396/396467jmybcf2rxr.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7033102646190513130.post-960710188295258679</id><published>2008-07-11T23:35:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-11T23:53:37.013-04:00</updated><title type='text'>late nights and bright lights</title><content type='html'>well its not really all that late, but here i go, around 10 2night me, jenny, kaitlyn, and matt went hill hopping w/ xtreamly loud and mostly bad music provided by jenny, that song by milie cyrus like 5 times in arrow...&lt;br /&gt;i got a huge energy rush as soon as we started, we started w/ the 2nd best song of the whole night, island in the sun by weezer (the best song was jamie all over by maday parade which we played after hill hoping on way 2 woodstock)&lt;br /&gt;kaitlyn drove on both sides of the yellow lines on back roads at 60 mph&lt;br /&gt;i got my hand in almost everypic somewhere&lt;br /&gt;in woodstock we got free slurpies at 711, as if we needed more energy&lt;br /&gt;we headed back down 2 mt jackson where we got another free slurpie&lt;br /&gt;and then jenny drove while talking in her weird deep fake voice&lt;br /&gt;hmmmm what 2 do now? y did i have 2 b home at 1130, i wont b asleep 4 hours(thats where the lateness is)&lt;br /&gt;o and as 4 the bright lights, we got blinded by brights like 5 times&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7033102646190513130-960710188295258679?l=mccampbell2010.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mccampbell2010.blogspot.com/feeds/960710188295258679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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have 2 fill out these surveys 2 make what they say, ud probly need 10 computers working on it at a time, i think i spent 30 mins filling out surveys and earned the total value of 10 cents, freaking ripeoff&lt;br /&gt;seriously not worth it&lt;br /&gt;if ur gonna poll, poll 4 fun&lt;br /&gt;the most rewarding thing was a wheel that i got 2 spin after one of thos polls for a chance for cash money or nothing, guess what i got nothing, i thought it was 2 good 2 b true and it was&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7033102646190513130-9146949061498252585?l=mccampbell2010.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mccampbell2010.blogspot.com/feeds/9146949061498252585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7033102646190513130&amp;postID=9146949061498252585' 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type='text'>filling my needs</title><content type='html'>so these r my needs right now&lt;br /&gt;sleeping not check&lt;br /&gt;eating not check&lt;br /&gt;filling out online surrvaye(not that i can spell) 4 money soon 2 b check&lt;br /&gt;charging ipod bcuz its dead not check&lt;br /&gt;listening 2 ipod 2night not check&lt;br /&gt;played enough video games 2 satisfy me 4 a week check&lt;br /&gt;drying clothes and or towel from swimming check&lt;br /&gt;mindlessly filling out a post on my blog check&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7033102646190513130-2046547448546101528?l=mccampbell2010.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mccampbell2010.blogspot.com/feeds/2046547448546101528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://dl7.glitter-graphics.net/pub/396/396467jmybcf2rxr.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7033102646190513130.post-1455932274761679606</id><published>2008-07-09T17:48:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T16:25:50.925-05:00</updated><title type='text'>aww indy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j15XrRk2hgQ/SHUykgzEC8I/AAAAAAAAABc/j7WicjlaABk/s1600-h/indiana+298.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j15XrRk2hgQ/SHUykgzEC8I/AAAAAAAAABc/j7WicjlaABk/s320/indiana+298.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221134945866746818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;indy, my black mini poodle, is so outgoing 2day, his tail is wagging, he isnt peeing or hidding or barking or cowwaring today, its amazing, he came up 2 me and SAT on me, i know wow, indy being pleasnt&lt;br /&gt;i love indy&lt;div 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me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04161375367340401122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://dl7.glitter-graphics.net/pub/396/396467jmybcf2rxr.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j15XrRk2hgQ/SHUykgzEC8I/AAAAAAAAABc/j7WicjlaABk/s72-c/indiana+298.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7033102646190513130.post-1708026396356007427</id><published>2008-07-09T16:13:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-09T16:21:56.556-04:00</updated><title type='text'>broken pushmower</title><content type='html'>so about 3-4 weeks ago our push mower broke and i was bouncing bcuz i thought no more mowing, i was wrong, it ment weedwacking everything that is usually pushmowed... not fun&lt;br /&gt;i had 2 do it 2day and i got a blister just below my pinky&lt;br /&gt;also i left a scar in our grass thats only 100 feet long, which i got yelled at 4, bcuz unless its perfect then my dad gets all, well when its ur yard, house, room, bed, then u can do whatever u want w/ them, but untill then ull take care of them bcuz theyr mine...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7033102646190513130-1708026396356007427?l=mccampbell2010.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mccampbell2010.blogspot.com/feeds/1708026396356007427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7033102646190513130&amp;postID=1708026396356007427' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7033102646190513130/posts/default/1708026396356007427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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GO ME!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Check out&lt;br /&gt; "I see stars" by Robin fox&lt;br /&gt; "Castles in the sky" by Ian van dahl&lt;br /&gt; "It's Time (DataTully Mix)" by ferry corsten&lt;br /&gt;&amp; "Sandstorm" by darude&lt;br /&gt;GO GET IN A TECHNO TRANCED&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7033102646190513130-6354083935843228935?l=mccampbell2010.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mccampbell2010.blogspot.com/feeds/6354083935843228935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7033102646190513130&amp;postID=6354083935843228935' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7033102646190513130/posts/default/6354083935843228935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7033102646190513130/posts/default/6354083935843228935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mccampbell2010.blogspot.com/2008/07/big-moment-4-my-ipod.html' title='BIG MOMENT 4 my ipod'/><author><name>i'm more like me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04161375367340401122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://dl7.glitter-graphics.net/pub/396/396467jmybcf2rxr.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7033102646190513130.post-4450722745157328972</id><published>2008-07-05T19:50:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-06T00:41:45.233-04:00</updated><title type='text'>IM BACK</title><content type='html'>im back from my summer vactat at shaffer lake indiana. it was kinda dif then usual this time, it was slow and laid back. there werent many ppl there. out of my cuzins that r my age only lindzy (and yes i just spell her name that way bcuz it is funner) was there, no alison no molly, my cuz heather and her husb cris where there they looked so perfect especialy w/ their new baby isabell(so cute) there was fishing and swimming and ppl drinking and sharing stories until 3am. we went to indiana beach, an amusment park on the lake, where i didnt get burned and 2 13yr old girls started flirting w/ me and mat and asked us 2 ride rides w/ them and i was like plz, im not riding w/ u and im gonna stay w/ my lil cuzins so go find some1else u (hehe censor) mini sluts (not that i said that last part). matt ended up riding a log ride w/ one of them and the other 1, the 1 that wanted me 2 ride w/ her, was pouting. matt gave the 1 girl his phone #, but he forgot that he was 325 and put 335. also my dad's friend's daughter's friend who came up 2 days kept starring at me when she thought i couldnt c her and talking about me bhind my back. there was alot of alcohol there, i think my fam drank a 30 gallon keg and about 5 6packs that week. my cuz george has a speed boat and jet ski which we took out on the fouth (day he got back) i didnt get 2 drive the jet ski :( but i still got 2 ride it w/ amanda who only knows how 2 drive full speed, so id imagine it would have been funny 2 c her strugling 2 keep the speed down bcuz the water was so choppy if i werent holding on 4 mylife&lt;br /&gt;owch&lt;br /&gt;owch&lt;br /&gt;owch(stupid choppy water)&lt;br /&gt;we flipped the jetski and i cut my foot on the boats propeller&lt;br /&gt;my cuz alex came up, hes like 3-4 yrs older than me and he is huge, he doubled his muscle mass in less than a year, i could hardly get my arms around him, huge. he bought fire works, bcuz we didnt have any, 1 of the ppl who always gets alot of huge 1s wasnt there so no 5 inch mortars only 3 inch mortars.&lt;br /&gt;we also went up 2 purdue university which is about 30 mins away &lt;br /&gt;TO B CONTIUNED (so that u dont get to mindnumbingly board) (not that more than 2ppl will read this so...)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7033102646190513130-4450722745157328972?l=mccampbell2010.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mccampbell2010.blogspot.com/feeds/4450722745157328972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7033102646190513130&amp;postID=4450722745157328972' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7033102646190513130/posts/default/4450722745157328972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7033102646190513130/posts/default/4450722745157328972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mccampbell2010.blogspot.com/2008/07/im-back.html' title='IM BACK'/><author><name>i'm more like 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src='http://dl7.glitter-graphics.net/pub/396/396467jmybcf2rxr.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7033102646190513130.post-9141007643857449829</id><published>2008-06-25T08:17:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-25T08:27:11.738-04:00</updated><title type='text'>IPOD - CHICAGO</title><content type='html'>I FOUND IT YAYAYYAYAYYAYAYYAYAYAYYAA I HAVE MUSIC AGAIN EVERYWHERE&lt;br /&gt;im amazing, i foundit just b4 we leave 4 indiana&lt;br /&gt;OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO&lt;br /&gt;WE MIGHT GO 2 CHCAGO, we did 4 thanksgiving and looked at the marcy's windows, the theme was the nut cracker and their was a huge tree in the city that was as tall as the buildings &lt;br /&gt;also millenium park was just amazing&lt;br /&gt;2 story Mcdonald's that was like 10 sq feet&lt;br /&gt;macies had a stuffed dragon that was like 15 feet long and 8 feet tall, it cost 5000 dollars and ther was a 27thousand dollar batman leggo thingy that was 6 feet tall&lt;br /&gt;and the river that runs throught the city and the everything about it, all the people and everything, the wind and the chilling cold i love it. i love the street vendors and the 11story tall stores that have a basement&lt;br /&gt;i loved everything about being in chicago hope i go back&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7033102646190513130-9141007643857449829?l=mccampbell2010.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mccampbell2010.blogspot.com/feeds/9141007643857449829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7033102646190513130&amp;postID=9141007643857449829' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7033102646190513130/posts/default/9141007643857449829'/><link rel='self' 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him sooooooo much asoon as he walked through the door i just about squeezed him to death 3 times haha my life is back in balance, holycrap i just realized that hes going 2 leave on sunday and not b back till friday ;( im gonna go give him the big squeezed 2 death hugs hes come 2 expect from me from now until the time he leaves&lt;br /&gt;more about matt, hes my younger bro, hes 14, i dont trust his big mouth w/ anything but he knows everything bcuz he practcaly reads my mind, not that he always does what i tell him 2 do w/out words but he def gets it then he either says no way w/ or w/out words, bcuz he can read my mind he never gets on my nerves and can always tell when i actually mean something, sometimes he ignores what im saying, like when hes flirting w/ 10ppl at same time and i start 2 tease him like crazy, and sometimes i ignore what hes saying&lt;br /&gt;if i had 2 pick the person i knew best in the whole world it would b matt, this is the type of bond that every1 should have w/ a sibling and i love it&lt;br /&gt;hehe heres a shout out 2 matt I LOVE U MATT UR THE MOST AMAZING BRO EVER&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7033102646190513130-1294677030157845109?l=mccampbell2010.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mccampbell2010.blogspot.com/feeds/1294677030157845109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7033102646190513130&amp;postID=1294677030157845109' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7033102646190513130/posts/default/1294677030157845109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7033102646190513130/posts/default/1294677030157845109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04161375367340401122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://dl7.glitter-graphics.net/pub/396/396467jmybcf2rxr.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7033102646190513130.post-8873744213048036823</id><published>2008-06-10T22:55:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-10T22:58:13.859-04:00</updated><title type='text'>TRACK TRACK TRACK PICS OF ME BEING AMAZING AT TRACK</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="width:480px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://w296.photobucket.com/pbwidget.swf?pbwurl=http://w296.photobucket.com/albums/mm177/patrickmccampbell/51afdff7.pbw" height="360" width="480"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i296.photobucket.com/redirect/album?action=slideshow&amp;landing=/slideshows&amp;type=3" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img 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src='http://dl7.glitter-graphics.net/pub/396/396467jmybcf2rxr.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7033102646190513130.post-3785981850978019160</id><published>2008-06-08T00:49:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-10T15:47:19.653-04:00</updated><title type='text'>haha i got it 2 work after so many tries, hmm i can only wait 4 winter</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="width:480px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://w296.photobucket.com/pbwidget.swf?pbwurl=http://w296.photobucket.com/albums/mm177/patrickmccampbell/628767a9.pbw" height="360" width="480"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i296.photobucket.com/redirect/album?action=slideshow&amp;landing=/slideshows&amp;type=3" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/slideshows/btn.gif" style="float:left;border-width: 0;" &gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a 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/&gt;wow it took me that long&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7033102646190513130-6489892562947016797?l=mccampbell2010.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mccampbell2010.blogspot.com/feeds/6489892562947016797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7033102646190513130&amp;postID=6489892562947016797' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7033102646190513130/posts/default/6489892562947016797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7033102646190513130/posts/default/6489892562947016797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mccampbell2010.blogspot.com/2008/06/on-time.html' title='on time'/><author><name>i'm more like me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04161375367340401122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://dl7.glitter-graphics.net/pub/396/396467jmybcf2rxr.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7033102646190513130.post-3344486217998079384</id><published>2008-06-07T12:16:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-07T12:17:37.543-04:00</updated><title type='text'>ok so not so good not so bad</title><content type='html'>the bad news is that they have everyone they need right now, the good news is that they kept my application and one of thier employees cant memorize what she has 2 say durring the tour and they might fire her&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7033102646190513130-3344486217998079384?l=mccampbell2010.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://dl7.glitter-graphics.net/pub/396/396467jmybcf2rxr.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7033102646190513130.post-3071461177899175824</id><published>2008-06-07T09:36:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-07T09:42:23.721-04:00</updated><title type='text'>haha applying 4 a job</title><content type='html'>im gonna go to american celebration and apply for a job 2day, supposively they are shorthanded and ill get 2 work up there w/ some friends (go me) it should be as fun as working can get, how hard is it 2 give a tour about a parade float?&lt;br /&gt;also last night i had 2 clean like crazy so woodie and john could come over and my brothers messed up the room as soon as they got home, so much 4 having a clean room&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7033102646190513130-3071461177899175824?l=mccampbell2010.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://dl7.glitter-graphics.net/pub/396/396467jmybcf2rxr.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7033102646190513130.post-5260345063800580720</id><published>2008-06-05T19:54:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-05T20:09:03.396-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Daily Amazingness</title><content type='html'>ok so 2day at the end of swim practice i named the pool consession stand The Bat Cave&lt;br /&gt;The Bat Cave has spongebob and spiderman ice cream in it&lt;br /&gt;also 2day i tried 2 get a burn, it didnt happen, i was sweating like crazy (i hate heat bcuz i sweat), there was a puddle of sweat where i was laying and i was soaked in sweat after an hour and a half of laying down&lt;br /&gt;i think i got sunburned on my face, thats it, i got tanner everywhere but my legs&lt;br /&gt;hehe Bat Cave&lt;br /&gt;ummm my english exam was eazy it was mostly multiple choice A,B, or C no D's (sometimes no C's)&lt;br /&gt;i love how i hate heat, but i want 2 go to the beach&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7033102646190513130-5260345063800580720?l=mccampbell2010.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mccampbell2010.blogspot.com/feeds/5260345063800580720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7033102646190513130&amp;postID=5260345063800580720' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7033102646190513130/posts/default/5260345063800580720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7033102646190513130/posts/default/5260345063800580720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mccampbell2010.blogspot.com/2008/06/daily-amazingness.html' title='Daily Amazingness'/><author><name>i'm more like me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04161375367340401122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://dl7.glitter-graphics.net/pub/396/396467jmybcf2rxr.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7033102646190513130.post-2153518201301264877</id><published>2008-06-04T18:51:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-04T18:58:07.533-04:00</updated><title type='text'>electricity lost</title><content type='html'>i cant live w/out electricity, it means no computer, no IMing, and no music&lt;br /&gt;my house must have been the only house in the neighborhood w/out electricity&lt;br /&gt;how horrible&lt;br /&gt;well maybe i could live w/out it but i wouldnt b happy about it&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04161375367340401122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://dl7.glitter-graphics.net/pub/396/396467jmybcf2rxr.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7033102646190513130.post-8974515180048509941</id><published>2008-06-03T07:30:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-03T07:43:03.444-04:00</updated><title type='text'>freacking clock start moving</title><content type='html'>i hate how early my parents yell at me 2 get up (bcuz i want 1st shower) around 6:15, y a crazy bcuz im done getting ready 4 school b4 7 then im bored 4 about 45 minutes till its time 2 leave 4 school so ill get on here and tell u about it, hopefuly it will b time 2 go when im done, unlikely tho the clock is moving so slow&lt;br /&gt;it acutally used 2 take me this whole time 2 get ready, e ven when i went 2 bed at 9:30 ish, now i go 2 bed around 11 and i have more enegry in the morning&lt;br /&gt;umm im gonna go off topic now&lt;br /&gt;some times i wish i could move my whole bubble of a community up north where there is more snow and less 100+ degree days, i dont know what ppl like about warm temps, sun burn, sweat, heat stroke, anything else? my  2 favorite temps are 80-70(paradise temps), and 32-29 (amazing snow temps) i wish summer was just a prolonged spring that jumped into fall, i dont mean 2 complain, the only good things about summer are no school, activities w/ water (swiming, tubing behind a boat, jet sking, ect) and spending time w/ friends if they can, also i love the 1 week family vacation that is 12 hours away in indiana&lt;br /&gt;hey what do u know time 4 school&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7033102646190513130-8974515180048509941?l=mccampbell2010.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://dl7.glitter-graphics.net/pub/396/396467jmybcf2rxr.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7033102646190513130.post-3186369775850062488</id><published>2008-06-02T19:56:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-02T20:10:02.364-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my pathetic musicness'/><title type='text'>y cant i music?</title><content type='html'>problem # 1 - i seem 2 find all these amazing songs "no one can touch us" "first on the blog" and "stay pretty" but my number of songs on itunes keeps droping bcuz i have a problem w/ deleting songs everytime i download more&lt;br /&gt;problem # 2 - any1 who's seen me dance would tell u that u dont wanna c me dance, its not my fault and ppl need 2 give me a break, its not like i dance all the time hint*hint*some1 unnamed and amazing&lt;br /&gt;problem # 3 - my little brothers w/ no ipod feel the need 2 download songs 2 itunes suchas avril lavigne and country songs ewwwwwwww (except "kiss me" (whatever i like it so....)) and i end up leaving them there so that i have more songs - pathetic i know&lt;br /&gt;problem # 4 - im very music picky and i always play the same songs over and over, as my most played thing shows&lt;br /&gt;problem # 5 - i have 212 songs on a 8gig ipod&lt;br /&gt;solution # 1 - i find the most amazing songs ever made&lt;br /&gt;solution # 2 - tell me some good songs so my list isnt so pathetic&lt;br /&gt;(i have pretty much 1 good playlist of songs)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7033102646190513130-3186369775850062488?l=mccampbell2010.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mccampbell2010.blogspot.com/feeds/3186369775850062488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://dl7.glitter-graphics.net/pub/396/396467jmybcf2rxr.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7033102646190513130.post-5262194802934652439</id><published>2008-06-01T21:28:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-01T21:48:52.416-04:00</updated><title type='text'>fast blood</title><content type='html'>u know that feeling u get when u stand up really fast&lt;br /&gt;a blood rush 2 ur head&lt;br /&gt;it feels really cool, ive i only had 3 in my life and theyve all been this year&lt;br /&gt;preasure builds in ur head, then u cant c, hear, or concentrate on ur train of though well&lt;br /&gt;every thing starts 2 go black and ur sense numb&lt;br /&gt;its really kinda cool&lt;br /&gt;i just had 1 after finishing the worst book ever&lt;br /&gt;when people talk there are no quotation marks in this book&lt;br /&gt;also 2 day i almost burnt my finger, i touched somethin hot, but my hands were wet from just washing them and my finger started sizziling loudly and left a white line on my finger that is gone now&lt;br /&gt;2 day's been kinda weird and i got freaked out at one point and thought this is the worst thing that ever happend 2 me and somehow i feel estatic about it, its probly better me and some friends didnt get in trouble 4 it, i even posted this in reverse order of events :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7033102646190513130-5262194802934652439?l=mccampbell2010.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mccampbell2010.blogspot.com/feeds/5262194802934652439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7033102646190513130&amp;postID=5262194802934652439' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;i don't know if i can wait until Nov&lt;br /&gt;i just wanna snowboard, im interested in doing things ive never done on a snowboard&lt;br /&gt;ill probably end up hurting myself again right b4 swim regionals, but its ok bcuz snowboarding is way better than swimming&lt;br /&gt;last year all i ended up doing was&lt;br /&gt;getting an even more amazing feel for our slushy ice under my board&lt;br /&gt;scaring Kay a million times&lt;br /&gt;getting my butt kicked in a 3 v 1 sword fight w/ ski poles (which i took from annan)&lt;br /&gt;colliding w/ a sudden stopping skier aka Neillllllll on an extremely icy and steep slope&lt;br /&gt;i love being on the mountain w/ the fake snow all around me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7033102646190513130-6441579209625547114?l=mccampbell2010.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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(And So Another Summer Swim Season Starts Today)</title><content type='html'>Swim&lt;br /&gt;Will&lt;br /&gt;Irate&lt;br /&gt;Me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jk i love swim&lt;br /&gt;and i dont know y&lt;br /&gt;its just so swimmy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7033102646190513130-8551010942061420103?l=mccampbell2010.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mccampbell2010.blogspot.com/feeds/8551010942061420103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7033102646190513130&amp;postID=8551010942061420103' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7033102646190513130/posts/default/8551010942061420103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7033102646190513130/posts/default/8551010942061420103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mccampbell2010.blogspot.com/2008/05/asassst.html' title='A.S.A.S.S.S.T. (And So Another Summer Swim Season Starts Today)'/><author><name>i'm more like me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04161375367340401122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://dl7.glitter-graphics.net/pub/396/396467jmybcf2rxr.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7033102646190513130.post-574262459552947655</id><published>2008-05-21T21:53:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-21T22:00:09.394-04:00</updated><title type='text'>South-Rainbow-MOon Warrior</title><content type='html'>(: Every one :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay on top of the the Moon-Top Warrior&lt;br /&gt;XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't fall to the Rainbow Warrior&lt;br /&gt;n_n&lt;br /&gt;practice the South-African Style&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(moontop warrior is from a song&lt;br /&gt;the other 2 are from track practice)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04161375367340401122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://dl7.glitter-graphics.net/pub/396/396467jmybcf2rxr.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7033102646190513130.post-5204916069590721249</id><published>2008-05-21T21:18:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-21T21:28:37.428-04:00</updated><title type='text'>My day's got a color</title><content type='html'>my day was a hue of &lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;aqua&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;maroon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;yellow &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;mixed with a splash of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;fire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;teal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;limes &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;it might have had hidden touches of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;lavender&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;peach&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;sky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; all on a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;violet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;tangerine&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; canvas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that was fun :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7033102646190513130-5204916069590721249?l=mccampbell2010.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mccampbell2010.blogspot.com/feeds/5204916069590721249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7033102646190513130&amp;postID=5204916069590721249' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7033102646190513130/posts/default/5204916069590721249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7033102646190513130/posts/default/5204916069590721249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mccampbell2010.blogspot.com/2008/05/my-days-got-color.html' title='My day&apos;s got a color'/><author><name>i'm more like me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04161375367340401122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://dl7.glitter-graphics.net/pub/396/396467jmybcf2rxr.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7033102646190513130.post-8459094483861769993</id><published>2008-05-20T22:04:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-20T22:12:35.280-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='A - mazing'/><title type='text'>Jamie All Over</title><content type='html'>I had a dream last night we&lt;br /&gt;Drove out to see Las Vegas&lt;br /&gt;We lost ourselves in the bright lights&lt;br /&gt;I wish you could've seen us&lt;br /&gt;Begging for change to get home&lt;br /&gt;Or at least San Francisco&lt;br /&gt;Let's put a ten on the high card&lt;br /&gt;And spend a summer on the West Coast&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Down and to the left&lt;br /&gt;(Here's the map and the pen, the place you pointed at)&lt;br /&gt;Be California's best&lt;br /&gt;(All I ask, all I ask)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And please don't tell me that I'm dreaming&lt;br /&gt;When all I ever wanted was to dream another sunset with you&lt;br /&gt;If I roll over when it's over&lt;br /&gt;I'll take this Cali sunrise with me&lt;br /&gt;And wake up with the fondest memories&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We made love by the ocean&lt;br /&gt;As the waves crashed around you&lt;br /&gt;Sunsets never were so bright&lt;br /&gt;And the skies never so blue&lt;br /&gt;You opened up into my arms&lt;br /&gt;And we laughed as I held you&lt;br /&gt;I'll never go back to Georgia&lt;br /&gt;Not at least till I have to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Down and to the left&lt;br /&gt;(Here's the map and the pen, the place you pointed at)&lt;br /&gt;Be California's best&lt;br /&gt;(All I ask, all I ask)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And please don't tell me that I'm dreaming&lt;br /&gt;When all I ever wanted was to dream another sunset with you&lt;br /&gt;If I roll over when it's over&lt;br /&gt;I'll take this Cali sunrise with me&lt;br /&gt;And wake up with the fondest memories&lt;br /&gt;Memories&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a dream last night we&lt;br /&gt;Drove out to see Las Vegas&lt;br /&gt;We lost ourselves in the bright lights&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please don't tell me that I'm dreaming&lt;br /&gt;When all I ever wanted was to dream another sunset with you&lt;br /&gt;If I roll over when it's over&lt;br /&gt;I'll take this Cali sunrise with me&lt;br /&gt;And wake up with the fondest memories&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We made love by the ocean&lt;br /&gt;As the waves crashed around you&lt;br /&gt;Sunsets never were so bright&lt;br /&gt;And the skies never so blue&lt;br /&gt;You opened up into my arms&lt;br /&gt;And we laughed as I held you&lt;br /&gt;I'll never go back to Georgia&lt;br /&gt;Not at least till I have to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Down and to the left&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7033102646190513130-8459094483861769993?l=mccampbell2010.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://dl7.glitter-graphics.net/pub/396/396467jmybcf2rxr.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7033102646190513130.post-6477658355478117570</id><published>2008-05-20T21:44:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-20T21:55:51.953-04:00</updated><title type='text'>i hate books about hate</title><content type='html'>our english teacher makes us read these horrible books about hate, killing, and any other downfall of society; I think its his theme. and well to tell u the truth i was surprised that this book had a happy part in it. it came out of no where and was completely unforeseen and it left as quickly as it came. the book was back to senseless killing, beating, and beating; although there weren't anymore conversations about a boy who hid in a addict as some rebles raped his 3 sisters in front of his parents. yes, i know a facinating book filled with things i hadn't read about yet. thank u mr freacking english teacher for makeing every book we read, movie we watched and paper we wrote a horrible experience. i dont think there was a single book where a young person wasn't murdered, and none of them were what i would consider "happy" books&lt;br /&gt;at least i only have 1 more book to read, the road, how interesting can a book called the road be?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7033102646190513130-6477658355478117570?l=mccampbell2010.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mccampbell2010.blogspot.com/feeds/6477658355478117570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7033102646190513130&amp;postID=6477658355478117570' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7033102646190513130/posts/default/6477658355478117570'/><link 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(fun)&lt;br /&gt;then we wrote a 100 word paper on what happend 2 our plant&lt;br /&gt;lets just say i wrote the paper in 5 mins and, the words "ya" and "like", consisted of almost half my paper so&lt;br /&gt;i lucked out when the guy said that my hand writing was really sloppy and he didn't want 2 read it but it looked like it contained 100 words (tnx goodness for lazy teen teachers)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7033102646190513130-6989225564503694287?l=mccampbell2010.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mccampbell2010.blogspot.com/feeds/6989225564503694287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7033102646190513130&amp;postID=6989225564503694287' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7033102646190513130/posts/default/6989225564503694287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7033102646190513130/posts/default/6989225564503694287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mccampbell2010.blogspot.com/2008/05/ahhh-worst-paper-i-ever-wrote.html' title='ahhh worst paper i ever wrote'/><author><name>i'm more like me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04161375367340401122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://dl7.glitter-graphics.net/pub/396/396467jmybcf2rxr.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7033102646190513130.post-3509042631012994151</id><published>2008-05-20T21:28:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-20T21:38:32.062-04:00</updated><title type='text'>ppl need 2 do what they say and not postpone things</title><content type='html'>urgh um so there are alot of ppl out there who always say their gonna do something and either don't or postpone it till the last minute. take me for example, i try 2 do everthing i say im gonna do and sometimes it just doesn't happen. if i promise myself ill stop eating junk food and drinking soda b4 a big race ill find my self drinking pepsi 10 mins later. i say 2 myself that ill write a paper, read a book, or clean up something and i end up watching tv or listening 2 music. and my parents umm we're suposed 2 take our first vacation 2 the beach 4ever ago and it still hasn't happened. we were gonna put a pool in and make renovations on our house, but guess what... those plans never become anything other than plans. im so sick of ppl postponing things i hope i don't postpone anything ever agian&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7033102646190513130-3509042631012994151?l=mccampbell2010.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mccampbell2010.blogspot.com/feeds/3509042631012994151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7033102646190513130&amp;postID=3509042631012994151' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7033102646190513130/posts/default/3509042631012994151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7033102646190513130/posts/default/3509042631012994151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mccampbell2010.blogspot.com/2008/05/ppl-need-2-do-what-they-say-and-not.html' title='ppl need 2 do what they say and not postpone things'/><author><name>i'm more like me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04161375367340401122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://dl7.glitter-graphics.net/pub/396/396467jmybcf2rxr.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7033102646190513130.post-4712931421989921327</id><published>2008-05-18T21:31:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-18T22:19:33.606-04:00</updated><title type='text'>my list of music that will never be complete</title><content type='html'>moment by &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;aiden&lt;/span&gt; - one of my love songs&lt;br /&gt;tell me everything by just surrender - another love song about trusting others and trusting that your lover so much &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;u'd&lt;/span&gt; let them have your heart &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;bcuz&lt;/span&gt; they wouldn't hurt it&lt;br /&gt;all around me by flyleaf - um yet &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;agian&lt;/span&gt; a love song that plays in my mind when i miss her &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;bcuz&lt;/span&gt; we aren't right next to each other right now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;jaime&lt;/span&gt; all over by mayday parade - an amazing love song about waiting for her and giving her any room she needs and also about just wanting your love so bad (amazing)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;thats&lt;/span&gt; what you get by &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;paramore&lt;/span&gt; - for when ever i feel hurt :( which isn't now so i don't listen 2 it much&lt;br /&gt;see you in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;virginia&lt;/span&gt; by &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;asteria&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;hehe&lt;/span&gt; i live in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;va&lt;/span&gt;, its about someone irreplaceable&lt;br /&gt;sophomore slump or &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;comback&lt;/span&gt; of the year by fall out boy - just &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;bcuz&lt;/span&gt; it amazes me&lt;br /&gt;check yes &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;juliet&lt;/span&gt; - um &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;bcuz&lt;/span&gt; it almost perfectly describes me and i cant get &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;enough&lt;/span&gt; of it&lt;br /&gt;simple and clean - my only &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;technoish&lt;/span&gt;/&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;trancish&lt;/span&gt; song, its about not &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;leting&lt;/span&gt; go and missing her as she walks away&lt;br /&gt;our work of art by just surrender - &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;hmmmmm&lt;/span&gt; sad cry my heart out love song&lt;br /&gt;bring me to life by Evanescence - how i feel about my life that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;i've&lt;/span&gt; just decided 2 leave &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;bhind&lt;/span&gt; me&lt;br /&gt;what i like about u by the romantics - speaks for itself&lt;br /&gt;don't you know who i think i am by fall out boy - song about trying so hard 2 try 2 b &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;urself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time of my life by dirty &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;dancing&lt;/span&gt; - song that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;describes&lt;/span&gt; the best moments in my life&lt;br /&gt;pressure drop by the clash - happy song about &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;dropping&lt;/span&gt; pressure&lt;br /&gt;secret valentine by we the kings - &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;bcuz&lt;/span&gt; sometimes i think that some people try 2 break apart 2 lovers :(&lt;br /&gt;the taste the touch by &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;asteria&lt;/span&gt; - showing emotion with no fear of what any1 else might think&lt;br /&gt;inside out by eve 6 - sad heartbreak song&lt;br /&gt;learn 2 fly by the foo fighters - trying 2 get away from everything so that i can discover something new&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7033102646190513130-4712931421989921327?l=mccampbell2010.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mccampbell2010.blogspot.com/feeds/4712931421989921327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7033102646190513130&amp;postID=4712931421989921327' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7033102646190513130/posts/default/4712931421989921327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7033102646190513130/posts/default/4712931421989921327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mccampbell2010.blogspot.com/2008/05/my-list-of-music-that-will-never-be.html' title='my list of music that will never be complete'/><author><name>i'm more like me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04161375367340401122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://dl7.glitter-graphics.net/pub/396/396467jmybcf2rxr.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7033102646190513130.post-8940829490954445406</id><published>2008-05-18T21:03:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-18T21:30:47.331-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lalalalalalalalalalaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa'/><title type='text'>the hmmmmmm and the journey to find myself</title><content type='html'>so here it is&lt;br /&gt;my story&lt;br /&gt;my year&lt;br /&gt;i was always the kid in the corner who never talked 2 anyone i didn't already know&lt;br /&gt;but last year, in 9th grade, i embarked on my epic journey&lt;br /&gt;i was drawn to talk 2 people, make more friends, i discovered that people will except you, no matter who you are, if u just open up and let them in to your life&lt;br /&gt;this year things have been mostly on the upside, i've just recently started 2 get in touch with music, i know how lame :), and i love it, but moving on now&lt;br /&gt;this year i fell in love for the first time with the most amazing person in the world&lt;br /&gt;short story i love her so much and i've always known her, just i didn't know her that well&lt;br /&gt;but we're gonna skip the long story(i lo♥e u baby)&lt;br /&gt;ummmmm she shakes my world and makes it better&lt;br /&gt;hmmmmmmmmm getting in touch w/ my artistic side, ive tried writing poems(not half bad) and drawings (um different story there) singing and playing instruments are not for me, so ummm i think i should stick 2 writing (hehe that means i can write songs in my head w/ my own beat, even if i couldn't place the note if i tried)&lt;br /&gt;as i said earlyer ive been trying 2 discover new music&lt;br /&gt;i belive that music affects who u are and u should choose 2 find listen 2 music that discribes you so far i've made an incompleat list of songs which ill put up in about 10 mins w/ what they mean 2 me, and y i love 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myself'/><author><name>i'm more like me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04161375367340401122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://dl7.glitter-graphics.net/pub/396/396467jmybcf2rxr.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7033102646190513130.post-194639809679924557</id><published>2008-05-16T18:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-17T16:28:00.833-04:00</updated><title type='text'>under dog kicks massive butt</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt; where 2 begin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thursday was my last day of track &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;District Campionship&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;our boys team got &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;2nd place&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;overall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we left school at 2:30 and the meet started at 5:00&lt;br /&gt;i ran one race and one race only&lt;br /&gt;it as the amazing 800yrd or half mile&lt;br /&gt;it was about 9:00 when i ran, the sun had set, and it just started raining &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;AGIAN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;it started out as an innocent sprinkle as we walked up to the starting line&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(i actually made 1st call for the 1st time)&lt;br /&gt;at the shot sounded 2 begin the race my heart started pounding&lt;br /&gt;i was disapointed bcuz i started out in 15th place, which was my seed,&lt;br /&gt;after the 1st lap the gentle sprinkle transformed into a pelting storm&lt;br /&gt;i was soaked as if i jumped into a pool with my clothes on :)&lt;br /&gt;i smiled as i saw other runners were running straight out of energy, i was gaining on them fast,&lt;br /&gt;i kicked it into high gear and sprinted, go me, passing 1, 2, 3, 4 more runers&lt;br /&gt;i got somewhere in between 9th-11th place&lt;br /&gt;and i was only seeded 15th out of 17&lt;br /&gt;i ran my new record (i set a new personal record every time i race:)&lt;br /&gt;i droped atleast 7 seconds and got a 2:20 something&lt;br /&gt;im did so well i droped almost 20 seconds in 4 weeks GO ME!!!!!! YAYAYA&lt;br /&gt;im gonna miss racing, but i wont miss practice&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7033102646190513130-194639809679924557?l=mccampbell2010.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mccampbell2010.blogspot.com/feeds/194639809679924557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7033102646190513130&amp;postID=194639809679924557' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7033102646190513130/posts/default/194639809679924557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7033102646190513130/posts/default/194639809679924557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mccampbell2010.blogspot.com/2008/05/under-dog-kicks-massive-butt.html' title='under dog kicks massive butt'/><author><name>i'm more like me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04161375367340401122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://dl7.glitter-graphics.net/pub/396/396467jmybcf2rxr.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7033102646190513130.post-5567021281263998568</id><published>2008-05-14T21:34:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-14T21:41:20.570-04:00</updated><title type='text'>grothspert?</title><content type='html'>ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhh&lt;br /&gt;i might have a grothspurt coming&lt;br /&gt;that would b so amazing 4 me,&lt;br /&gt;in the last 2 weeks ive had a urge (that i thoughtlessly fullfiled) to eat about 2-3 times what i usually eat durring a sport season&lt;br /&gt;but i really dont care how much i put on, if i shoot up afterwards&lt;br /&gt;me being only 5'6"-5'7" ish and around 130lbs i would love a grothspurt&lt;br /&gt;i cant think of any other reason that my body would tell me 2 eat like 6 lbs of food in 2 hours&lt;br /&gt;so im just really hopeful about the possibility of being taller than i am, bcuz im already taller than my parents&lt;br /&gt;yayayayayayayayayayayayayayayyayayayayayayayayyayayayayaya&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7033102646190513130-5567021281263998568?l=mccampbell2010.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mccampbell2010.blogspot.com/feeds/5567021281263998568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7033102646190513130&amp;postID=5567021281263998568' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7033102646190513130/posts/default/5567021281263998568'/><link 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/&gt;as i replace&lt;br /&gt;your tear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;clock strikes midnight&lt;br /&gt;i hold on tight&lt;br /&gt;and i know everythings alright&lt;br /&gt;as you say good night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good night&lt;br /&gt;my love, good night&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7033102646190513130-5714070521769500408?l=mccampbell2010.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mccampbell2010.blogspot.com/feeds/5714070521769500408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7033102646190513130&amp;postID=5714070521769500408' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7033102646190513130/posts/default/5714070521769500408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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her right now&lt;br /&gt;i feel bad bucaz i love her and she feels bad&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7033102646190513130-9186212494013307220?l=mccampbell2010.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mccampbell2010.blogspot.com/feeds/9186212494013307220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7033102646190513130&amp;postID=9186212494013307220' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7033102646190513130/posts/default/9186212494013307220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7033102646190513130/posts/default/9186212494013307220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mccampbell2010.blogspot.com/2008/05/sad.html' title='s.a.d.'/><author><name>i'm more like me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04161375367340401122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://dl7.glitter-graphics.net/pub/396/396467jmybcf2rxr.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7033102646190513130.post-2283487353155879943</id><published>2008-05-09T21:39:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-09T22:49:03.755-04:00</updated><title type='text'>best track meet ever</title><content type='html'>today was amazing!&lt;br /&gt;i had my second 2 last track meet even though it was raining :)&lt;br /&gt;i had 2 eat a disgusting sandwich w/ mayo or miracle whip( not shure what the diference is, bcuz they both disguest me) on it&lt;br /&gt;i went for call and started talking to my coach and told her i made final call for once&lt;br /&gt;then she asked me if i was in the 800, half mile, (my only race) and i said ya&lt;br /&gt;and shes like no, u didn't make call run up there to the starting line now!&lt;br /&gt;i ran up there just in time to check in, then the held the start of ther race so i used the time 2 warm up and streach super fast&lt;br /&gt;this was my first time running for varsity and i felt amazing&lt;br /&gt;i droped 3 seconds off my time&lt;br /&gt;which is now a 2:36(when i began 3 weeks ago it was a 2:46)&lt;br /&gt;and that was in the rain which means u dont go as far each step and ur wighed down by water&lt;br /&gt;i enjoyed running in the rain its alot better than running w/ the sun on u&lt;br /&gt;i got 7th place out of like 20 people&lt;br /&gt;now its off to the district meet&lt;br /&gt;GO ME!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;(and i hung out w/ the most amazing girl ever)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7033102646190513130-2283487353155879943?l=mccampbell2010.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://dl7.glitter-graphics.net/pub/396/396467jmybcf2rxr.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7033102646190513130.post-1261000157712143193</id><published>2008-05-08T21:32:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-08T21:40:00.304-04:00</updated><title type='text'>nearing the finishline</title><content type='html'>tomarrow is my second to last track meet&lt;br /&gt;it is the varsity County meet, then coach promised us ez practices&lt;br /&gt;(aka 5 miles plus)&lt;br /&gt;then after i go to districs i get 2 relax&lt;br /&gt;i have decided that im not gonna do CrossCountry (and no1 is gonna change my mind this time)&lt;br /&gt;im gonna take fall off, be lazy and sleep&lt;br /&gt;it should b amazing!&lt;br /&gt;only 40 (give or take) more frecking long days till i get my drivers licence&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7033102646190513130-1261000157712143193?l=mccampbell2010.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mccampbell2010.blogspot.com/feeds/1261000157712143193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7033102646190513130&amp;postID=1261000157712143193' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7033102646190513130/posts/default/1261000157712143193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7033102646190513130/posts/default/1261000157712143193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mccampbell2010.blogspot.com/2008/05/nearing-finishline.html' title='nearing the finishline'/><author><name>i'm more like me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04161375367340401122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://dl7.glitter-graphics.net/pub/396/396467jmybcf2rxr.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7033102646190513130.post-3257219942530910510</id><published>2008-05-06T22:23:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-06T22:32:44.948-04:00</updated><title type='text'>rediculous</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;this is crazy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;i ran track for 2 months now after swimming for 3 months and im only gonna get a week or two weeks break b4 i start swiming again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;i have 2 find sometime 2 enjoy my week off&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;its driving me crazy that i have 2 go 2 districts 2 loose&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7033102646190513130-3257219942530910510?l=mccampbell2010.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mccampbell2010.blogspot.com/feeds/3257219942530910510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7033102646190513130&amp;postID=3257219942530910510' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7033102646190513130/posts/default/3257219942530910510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7033102646190513130/posts/default/3257219942530910510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mccampbell2010.blogspot.com/2008/05/rediculous.html' title='rediculous'/><author><name>i'm more like me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04161375367340401122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://dl7.glitter-graphics.net/pub/396/396467jmybcf2rxr.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7033102646190513130.post-7606343957671021035</id><published>2008-05-06T22:15:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-06T22:21:23.603-04:00</updated><title type='text'>bloody chocolate</title><content type='html'>i just got done w/ a book about werewolves( how cool) called Blood and Chocolate&lt;br /&gt;it was extremely good, i loved reading the story even though i don't usually read love stories&lt;br /&gt;this one was ok bcuz it was a fantasy (which makes the difrence between a good book and a bad one)&lt;br /&gt;it was sad that the one she thought she loved shot her w/ a silver bullet at the end and she almost died&lt;br /&gt;if she died i might have cried( but she didn't so we don't know)&lt;br /&gt;i fell in love w/the characters of the book&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7033102646190513130-7606343957671021035?l=mccampbell2010.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mccampbell2010.blogspot.com/feeds/7606343957671021035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7033102646190513130&amp;postID=7606343957671021035' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7033102646190513130/posts/default/7606343957671021035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7033102646190513130/posts/default/7606343957671021035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mccampbell2010.blogspot.com/2008/05/bloody-chocolate.html' title='bloody chocolate'/><author><name>i'm more like me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04161375367340401122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://dl7.glitter-graphics.net/pub/396/396467jmybcf2rxr.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7033102646190513130.post-2592745392181582740</id><published>2008-05-06T07:24:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-06T07:28:08.532-04:00</updated><title type='text'>technical dificulties</title><content type='html'>i hate my internet sometimes (usualy when it doesnt work)&lt;br /&gt;this weekend i could even get online so that frucking* sucked&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday in spanish class we had fun 4 cinco de mayo&lt;br /&gt;we played soccer and hit a pinata&lt;br /&gt;our huge team lost a game&lt;br /&gt;then&lt;br /&gt;me and jordan won one game&lt;br /&gt;and me, pete, and rafel won another game&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im so happy ☺ that my internet is working!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7033102646190513130-2592745392181582740?l=mccampbell2010.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mccampbell2010.blogspot.com/feeds/2592745392181582740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7033102646190513130&amp;postID=2592745392181582740' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7033102646190513130/posts/default/2592745392181582740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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it's own booth which easily rose 17.25 dollars(i think jk) and we had fun squirting and splashing water on eachother in the hotest part of the day, i ate some of out spokesman's cookies and i almost threw them up at track practice(actualy i liked them) and our "spokesman" and i climbed a inflatable rock wall, i beat her twice but she won the last time and she even managed 2 land with the grace of o say a talented dancer, whereas i fell on my butt(fun)&lt;br /&gt;o then then non-springtacular part started(track practice)&lt;br /&gt;it was my worst one so far and i was sweating from head 2 toe&lt;br /&gt;i felt like puking(from the cookies) and i had an imense pain in my stomach(also from the cookies)JK&lt;br /&gt;and that sums up track and spring fest&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7033102646190513130-8959230795602598670?l=mccampbell2010.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://dl7.glitter-graphics.net/pub/396/396467jmybcf2rxr.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7033102646190513130.post-8073235758278417633</id><published>2008-05-02T01:07:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-01T22:25:15.948-04:00</updated><title type='text'>every week of Track has its moments</title><content type='html'>oooo man this was an amazing track practice w/ a capital AMAZING&lt;br /&gt;1st we sat and thought of why some of us didn't run our best&lt;br /&gt;but i did set my personal best so i daydreamed&lt;br /&gt;then we played duck duck goose around a football field as a bonding excercise&lt;br /&gt;isn't that just the best practice u ever heard of&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7033102646190513130-8073235758278417633?l=mccampbell2010.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://dl7.glitter-graphics.net/pub/396/396467jmybcf2rxr.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7033102646190513130.post-3976872144031428910</id><published>2008-04-30T21:42:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-30T21:48:52.731-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Coming</title><content type='html'>Someone draws near,&lt;br /&gt;Someone sweet&lt;br /&gt;Someone dear,&lt;br /&gt;But who,&lt;br /&gt;She slowly drew nearer&lt;br /&gt;The leaves crunched under her impending steps,&lt;br /&gt;Thump, thump... my heart pounded&lt;br /&gt;Then i knew&lt;br /&gt;It was her, she'd came&lt;br /&gt;She'd came&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7033102646190513130-3976872144031428910?l=mccampbell2010.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://dl7.glitter-graphics.net/pub/396/396467jmybcf2rxr.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7033102646190513130.post-9150103399723802472</id><published>2008-04-30T20:56:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-30T21:04:09.790-04:00</updated><title type='text'>champion at heart</title><content type='html'>i did so amazing at track (not including diskus, which i threw two 70' disks in warm up and couldnt even break 60' in the meet) :(&lt;br /&gt;besides that i kicked some major V butr in the half mile and im on JV&lt;br /&gt;i droped 7 seconds off my best and ended up w/ a 2:39 on the half mile, i started jumping afterwards(eventhough i had no energy and almost fell down after i jumped)&lt;br /&gt;i made the county meet and they might bump me up 2 V for it, im so excited&lt;br /&gt;(i had 2 make up for my tragic diskus throws so i ran faster than i ever had)&lt;br /&gt;theres something about getting 1st that makes u feel good, even in JV ( i had 6th in V which means i would have scored points in V)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7033102646190513130-9150103399723802472?l=mccampbell2010.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mccampbell2010.blogspot.com/feeds/9150103399723802472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7033102646190513130&amp;postID=9150103399723802472' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7033102646190513130/posts/default/9150103399723802472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7033102646190513130/posts/default/9150103399723802472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mccampbell2010.blogspot.com/2008/04/champion-at-heart.html' title='champion at heart'/><author><name>i'm more like me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04161375367340401122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://dl7.glitter-graphics.net/pub/396/396467jmybcf2rxr.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7033102646190513130.post-4641270214208011248</id><published>2008-04-29T21:43:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-29T21:49:09.437-04:00</updated><title type='text'>spanish makes no sense</title><content type='html'>today we learned that the translation for im just joking or im just pulling ur leg in spanish is estoy tocabando tu pelo (im just pulling ur hair)&lt;br /&gt;spanish makes me laugh, i love that we sing, play twister, and eat&lt;br /&gt;on cinco de mayo(figure it out urself) we get 2 go out side with a pinata and our spanish 4 class gets 2 play a spanish 1 or 2 class in soccer&lt;br /&gt;spanish is an amazing language, everything rymes  aslong as its in the same tense, and the word for heart is corazon, which sounds alot softer and better than heart, which sounds harsh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7033102646190513130-4641270214208011248?l=mccampbell2010.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mccampbell2010.blogspot.com/feeds/4641270214208011248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7033102646190513130&amp;postID=4641270214208011248' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7033102646190513130/posts/default/4641270214208011248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7033102646190513130/posts/default/4641270214208011248'/><link rel='alternate' 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src='http://dl7.glitter-graphics.net/pub/396/396467jmybcf2rxr.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7033102646190513130.post-2730896222230643649</id><published>2008-04-28T19:21:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-28T19:29:56.252-04:00</updated><title type='text'>found the strength</title><content type='html'>today i was so unbelieveably happy and energetic for no apparent reason, but by the time i started track practice i had crashed... then mrs. long made me run another day at distance&lt;br /&gt;when i got out there i could hardly run the 200's she was making us run and i was sweating from trying w/out energy. niel and tommy beat me 3 times in arow and kaly (i hate spelling) wouldnt stop calling me slow&lt;br /&gt;then it happend&lt;br /&gt;the horrid coach long made a promise&lt;br /&gt;she would let me throw if i would run my next 2 laps at my best&lt;br /&gt;then i just flurished w/ energy&lt;br /&gt;it was so amazing&lt;br /&gt;i ran alot faster than my first 3 laps by far&lt;br /&gt;and then i just left and went 2 throwing (so that she wouldn't have the chance 2 break her promise... again)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7033102646190513130-2730896222230643649?l=mccampbell2010.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mccampbell2010.blogspot.com/feeds/2730896222230643649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7033102646190513130&amp;postID=2730896222230643649' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7033102646190513130/posts/default/2730896222230643649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7033102646190513130/posts/default/2730896222230643649'/><link rel='alternate' 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better 2 be open&lt;br /&gt;i used 2 only c in white and black, now i c all shades of life trying to live 2 thier fullest&lt;br /&gt;and i think that this certain person will c alot more colors if she would stop hiding&lt;br /&gt;she is stronger than this and will surpass her fears&lt;br /&gt;i have faith in her&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7033102646190513130-2057405472704319728?l=mccampbell2010.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mccampbell2010.blogspot.com/feeds/2057405472704319728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7033102646190513130&amp;postID=2057405472704319728' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7033102646190513130/posts/default/2057405472704319728'/><link 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align="center"&gt;what a beautiful gift.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;it was my heart&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;my most precious gift&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.  &lt;/span&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I left my self incompleate,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;gave it to you,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;how i wish i could feel it beat&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;why'd i give it to you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;    &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;  .&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I hate how you treat it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;you tore it to pieces&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;if you don't want it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;give it back,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;       &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.    &lt;/span&gt;       &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If you give it back&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;There wont be any coming back;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I need it back&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;to put my heart back on track.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7033102646190513130-2764445230022690114?l=mccampbell2010.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mccampbell2010.blogspot.com/feeds/2764445230022690114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7033102646190513130&amp;postID=2764445230022690114' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7033102646190513130/posts/default/2764445230022690114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7033102646190513130/posts/default/2764445230022690114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mccampbell2010.blogspot.com/2008/04/im-ok-at-poems-i-guess-o-well-heres.html' title='im ok at poems... i guess o well heres a depressing poem (if i did it well youll b depressed :)'/><author><name>i'm more like me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04161375367340401122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://dl7.glitter-graphics.net/pub/396/396467jmybcf2rxr.jpg'/></author><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7033102646190513130.post-8022745898763438066</id><published>2008-04-20T23:44:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-20T20:44:57.297-04:00</updated><title type='text'>artistic compulsions</title><content type='html'>so yester day i just felt like i needed 2 draw, so guess what i did,&lt;br /&gt;i drew...&lt;br /&gt;even tho i didnt know what i wanted 2 draw, i just drew&lt;br /&gt;it ended up that i drew a girl and i wondered who she looked like&lt;br /&gt;but i didn't know&lt;br /&gt;then i just wrote poems&lt;br /&gt;not that any1 will ever c them&lt;br /&gt;except this one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'd have done anything&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;to be your something,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;because your my everything;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and without you i have nothing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7033102646190513130-8022745898763438066?l=mccampbell2010.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mccampbell2010.blogspot.com/feeds/8022745898763438066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7033102646190513130&amp;postID=8022745898763438066' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7033102646190513130/posts/default/8022745898763438066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7033102646190513130/posts/default/8022745898763438066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mccampbell2010.blogspot.com/2008/04/artistic-compulsions.html' title='artistic compulsions'/><author><name>i'm more like me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04161375367340401122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://dl7.glitter-graphics.net/pub/396/396467jmybcf2rxr.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7033102646190513130.post-2620406535242047125</id><published>2008-04-15T18:07:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-15T18:18:28.935-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Track is changing! hopefuly 4 better</title><content type='html'>wow im so anxious 4 2marrow's track meet. i usualy run the 100, 400, and 200 (in that order) but this meet i get 2 run the 100 and 800(half mile). im hoping that i can loaf the 800 and still not lose :).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also the best part is that if i throw at luray like i threw 2day then ill get 1st for jv bcuase i threw 4 out of 12 disks 80+ feet!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! and the rest were 70+&lt;br /&gt;!!!!!!!!!!!!yay go me!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;but i know that ill suck at the meet, :( i always do :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7033102646190513130-2620406535242047125?l=mccampbell2010.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mccampbell2010.blogspot.com/feeds/2620406535242047125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7033102646190513130&amp;postID=2620406535242047125' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7033102646190513130/posts/default/2620406535242047125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7033102646190513130/posts/default/2620406535242047125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mccampbell2010.blogspot.com/2008/04/track-is-changing-hopefuly-4-better.html' title='Track is changing! hopefuly 4 better'/><author><name>i'm more like me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04161375367340401122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://dl7.glitter-graphics.net/pub/396/396467jmybcf2rxr.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7033102646190513130.post-7635034917083821275</id><published>2008-04-08T20:59:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-08T21:13:21.107-04:00</updated><title type='text'>y do i run?</title><content type='html'>i really hate running, it sucks, and choach sucks 2, frecking coach this......................... he makes me so angry and makes me hate running more and more,&lt;br /&gt;"no patrick u can't stop running the 400, y don't u like it?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;bcuz i suck at it and i hate it how bout that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"just cuz u suck at it doesnt mean u can stop, u throw diskcus even thou u suck at it"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;ya but i like dickus so get off me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"ur not even as good as the girls at discus, throw this girls disc as far as hannah(best varsity thrower)"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;ok! i will try! (i a jv boy who has thrown maybe 5 days threw it 100ft, only 5 ft less than her)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"not good enough u have 2 run the 400"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later he said "so u get 2 walk the 400 2marrow at the meet"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt; ok i will! i will walk ur frecking 400 4 u if u want me 2! i promise if u want me 2 walk it i will! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;now get off me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate him so much right now X[&lt;br /&gt;TAKE ME OUT OF IT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7033102646190513130-7635034917083821275?l=mccampbell2010.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mccampbell2010.blogspot.com/feeds/7635034917083821275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7033102646190513130&amp;postID=7635034917083821275' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7033102646190513130/posts/default/7635034917083821275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7033102646190513130/posts/default/7635034917083821275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mccampbell2010.blogspot.com/2008/04/y-do-i-run.html' title='y do i run?'/><author><name>i'm more like me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04161375367340401122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://dl7.glitter-graphics.net/pub/396/396467jmybcf2rxr.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7033102646190513130.post-2175599767465565652</id><published>2008-04-07T19:56:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-07T20:14:36.521-04:00</updated><title type='text'>ur pink is showing</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Oh wow today track was amazing, well atleast 4 me it was :), no i didnt do well, however my friend &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Cat&lt;/span&gt; is a "heavy" in track wieghing in at 5'0" and hefty 65 pounds! well, she wasn't happy for some reason that she wouldn't tell me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i got to go throw today and she had 2 run a 2min drill, not hard, then come throw. like i said earlyer she is a heavy, and when she got back she was super pink so i told her "&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;your pink is showing&lt;/span&gt;" not knowing that she was in a horrible mood about running it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;then my friend &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Johan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; told her that she was having a bitch fit and she didnt get angry bcuz he said it was from the movie White Chicks, which he just saw&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;then she said she was angry at her bf derek and me and stormed off crying. later when she came back i asked her why she was angry at me, if she was ok, and what happened.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;she told me that she was angry at me then that it was bcuz i smiled when she was upset&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;then she &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;punched&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;me with her total body wieght of 50 pounds and johan said she was having another &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;BF&lt;/span&gt; then i asked agian later and he punched me again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;F&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; many times after that 2day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;but i dont feel like she really told me why she was angry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7033102646190513130-2175599767465565652?l=mccampbell2010.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mccampbell2010.blogspot.com/feeds/2175599767465565652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7033102646190513130&amp;postID=2175599767465565652' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7033102646190513130/posts/default/2175599767465565652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7033102646190513130/posts/default/2175599767465565652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mccampbell2010.blogspot.com/2008/04/ur-pink-is-showing.html' title='ur pink is showing'/><author><name>i'm more like me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04161375367340401122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://dl7.glitter-graphics.net/pub/396/396467jmybcf2rxr.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7033102646190513130.post-4621494431273120610</id><published>2008-04-06T00:48:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-06T10:41:52.474-04:00</updated><title type='text'>another sleepy day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;so today i just woke up bcuz i rolled over in my sleep and cut the circulation out of my arm&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;u&lt;/span&gt;c&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;h&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;if i hadn't id still be asleep bcuz my mom didn't wake me up 4 church, actually id still b asleep at noon, and i was thinking that i should make a post so that an amazing ppl could comment my post&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;lmfa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;☺&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;i feel like going back 2 sleep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7033102646190513130-4621494431273120610?l=mccampbell2010.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mccampbell2010.blogspot.com/feeds/4621494431273120610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7033102646190513130&amp;postID=4621494431273120610' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7033102646190513130/posts/default/4621494431273120610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7033102646190513130/posts/default/4621494431273120610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mccampbell2010.blogspot.com/2008/04/another-sleepy-day.html' title='another sleepy day'/><author><name>i'm more like me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04161375367340401122</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://dl7.glitter-graphics.net/pub/396/396467jmybcf2rxr.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry></feed>
