<?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-8907225623880666569</id><updated>2011-06-08T02:46:18.850-04:00</updated><category term='obesity'/><category term='anorexia'/><category term='weight'/><title type='text'>iStudents - Gossip/Fashion</title><subtitle type='html'>This is the Gossip/Fashion section of iStudents.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://istudents-hms-gossip.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8907225623880666569/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://istudents-hms-gossip.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Sylvia♥</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G7Ak7exAOtE/S5mWQvkNYvI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/mixH2tfcs1E/S220/loganlerman.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>55</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8907225623880666569.post-2079202109466521169</id><published>2008-05-05T17:14:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-05T17:26:09.306-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday Update: the Revival Begins</title><content type='html'>Hey, everyone! I am really sad to see iStudent wither away like this, so I am making it my OFFICIAL mission to revive iStudents, one page at a time! Here are some of my ideas to help bring the Gossip/Fashion page back to life again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I'll bet the main thing we care about with fashion thesedays is... what to do about the dresscode!? Found any loopholes in what we can do? Any cute accessory ideas you can share with us? We're all suffering here, so please help!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I'm not good at this! I don't belong on the fashion page! More about what to do here will be coming later, from possibly a different source.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please help to revive iStudents!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8907225623880666569-2079202109466521169?l=istudents-hms-gossip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://istudents-hms-gossip.blogspot.com/feeds/2079202109466521169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8907225623880666569&amp;postID=2079202109466521169' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8907225623880666569/posts/default/2079202109466521169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8907225623880666569/posts/default/2079202109466521169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://istudents-hms-gossip.blogspot.com/2008/05/monday-update-revival-begins.html' title='Monday Update: the Revival Begins'/><author><name>Kenzi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8907225623880666569.post-3432409241237734041</id><published>2008-04-12T22:26:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-12T22:27:10.918-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Contest</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Since there was no interest in the contest, it's now over.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Good job to Carly, though, for turning in her design. It was a fabulous design complete with handbags, shoes, etc. Yay, Carly!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8907225623880666569-3432409241237734041?l=istudents-hms-gossip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://istudents-hms-gossip.blogspot.com/feeds/3432409241237734041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8907225623880666569&amp;postID=3432409241237734041' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8907225623880666569/posts/default/3432409241237734041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8907225623880666569/posts/default/3432409241237734041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://istudents-hms-gossip.blogspot.com/2008/04/contest.html' title='Contest'/><author><name>Sylvia♥</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G7Ak7exAOtE/S5mWQvkNYvI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/mixH2tfcs1E/S220/loganlerman.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8907225623880666569.post-7505358387143378883</id><published>2008-03-08T19:17:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-10T15:13:49.355-04:00</updated><title type='text'>More On the Contest</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Alrighty...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;This is based on a point system. The more points you get, the more likely you'll win. Each entry will start out with 10 points. With everything that we think is bad, we'll subtract a point. For everything we think is good, we'll add a point. The three judges - most likely me as one of them - will each score the entries and we'll add all the points up in the end.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;You may enter as many times as you wish.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;If you draw it on a person, you'll get 5 bonus points.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;If you include a handbag/purse, you'll get 2 bonus points.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;If you include jewelry, it's 2 bonus points each.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;If you have shoes, it's 2 bonus points.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;If you draw an outfit for a person of the opposite gender that goes with the original outfit, you'll get 15 bonus points.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;It doesn't have to be colored in, but if it is, you get 3 bonus points.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;If you do NOT go to HMS, you either cannot participate - sorry! - or you will have to find a scanner, scan it onto your computer, and email the sketch to me or Kenzi. Anyone can email it to us, whether or not you go to Hanes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;The deadline will be April 14th. If you turn it in...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;March 10th-16th: 30 bonus points&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;March 17th-23rd: 20 bonus points&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;March 24th-30th: 10 bonus points&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;March 31st-April 6th: 5 bonus points&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;The prizes will be...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;3rd place: Certificate&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;2nd place: Choice from the prize box and Certificate&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;1st place: Earrings, choice from the prize box, and Certificate&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;If you don't go to Hanes and we will never see you, but you win, you will get a Certificate only. Sorry for the inconvenience.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Good luck!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;[[We are looking for a third judge, hopefully male in case there are any entries from guys. It doesn't matter if you are female now; we just need another judge. If you are a judge, you can NOT participate in this contest. Judges will get together after the end of the contest to decide on the entries. Please let me know at &lt;a href="mailto:koalasrock@gmail.com"&gt;koalasrock@gmail.com&lt;/a&gt; or &lt;a href="mailto:sylviaachen@yahoo.com"&gt;sylviaachen@yahoo.com&lt;/a&gt; ASAP. Keep checking this post for any more changes.]]&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Oh, and if you are NOT in my grade, look at the contact details on the first page, under 'Silly'. If you do not know where Mr. C's classroom is, it's the one nearest the art room, in front of the spanish room. I'm usually either there or walking around. If you can't find me then, give your entry to the 6th graders, Susannah or Jessica, and tell them to give it to me. Please put it in a folder or something and have your name, grade, and homeroom. This goes for all entries. 8th graders, hand it to Hannah W., Amanda, or Sharon and say it's for me. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Any other questions? Email me.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8907225623880666569-7505358387143378883?l=istudents-hms-gossip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://istudents-hms-gossip.blogspot.com/feeds/7505358387143378883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8907225623880666569&amp;postID=7505358387143378883' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8907225623880666569/posts/default/7505358387143378883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8907225623880666569/posts/default/7505358387143378883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://istudents-hms-gossip.blogspot.com/2008/03/more-on-contest.html' title='More On the Contest'/><author><name>Sylvia♥</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G7Ak7exAOtE/S5mWQvkNYvI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/mixH2tfcs1E/S220/loganlerman.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8907225623880666569.post-4499935393774626079</id><published>2008-03-08T18:10:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-08T18:14:09.343-05:00</updated><title type='text'>CONTEST!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Hey, readers!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;This is for all of you fashion-loving people. This contest is going to be... design your own outfit! Your outfit should have your own special touch. You can sketch it and give it to Kenzi or Silly, and we will go over them. The theme for the outfits is a Night Club-ish thing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The deadline is undecided. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Prizes are undecided.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Get sketching!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8907225623880666569-4499935393774626079?l=istudents-hms-gossip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://istudents-hms-gossip.blogspot.com/feeds/4499935393774626079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8907225623880666569&amp;postID=4499935393774626079' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8907225623880666569/posts/default/4499935393774626079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8907225623880666569/posts/default/4499935393774626079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://istudents-hms-gossip.blogspot.com/2008/03/contest.html' title='CONTEST!'/><author><name>Sylvia♥</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G7Ak7exAOtE/S5mWQvkNYvI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/mixH2tfcs1E/S220/loganlerman.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8907225623880666569.post-9170525351721260472</id><published>2008-03-03T19:51:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-03T19:55:48.073-05:00</updated><title type='text'>This is my friends promblem who lives in New York</title><content type='html'>Okay so my friend lives in the big apple and he has a problem.  He has a girl friend but everyone in his grade bug him about it.  He really likes the girl but he gets a bunch of crap from everyone because she has a record of some crazy relationships.  All I know is everything is fine with them it is just even his friends are bugging him about it.  Also his friends want him to kiss her but he doesn't really want to do it.  What should he do???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8907225623880666569-9170525351721260472?l=istudents-hms-gossip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://istudents-hms-gossip.blogspot.com/feeds/9170525351721260472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8907225623880666569&amp;postID=9170525351721260472' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8907225623880666569/posts/default/9170525351721260472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8907225623880666569/posts/default/9170525351721260472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://istudents-hms-gossip.blogspot.com/2008/03/this-is-my-friends-promblem-who-lives.html' title='This is my friends promblem who lives in New York'/><author><name>Dempar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00325166949646078439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://www.theodoresworld.net/pics/0507/Nahr_al_Bared_Palestinian_terrorist_camp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8907225623880666569.post-4345441150791641750</id><published>2008-02-21T19:26:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-22T15:59:48.045-05:00</updated><title type='text'>ADHD Dilemna</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;My brother has ADHD (mental disorder) but over all he's a normal person. The only thing different about him is that he is extremely rude and annoying sometimes. It’s not just to me; he cusses out my parents and is disrespectful. Every night he fights with all of us and it can really hurt. My parents are tired of it and have thought about sending him away. I don’t want for our family to be torn apart. He has also begun to constantly yell at me no matter what I do. If I walk down the hall way I'm yelled at, if I go to the bathroom I’m yelled at, if I even yawn he yells at me. I can’t take him yelling at me every second of the day and it’s gotten to the point where I no longer look up to him. I want nothing to do with him. I’ve actually gotten to the point where I hate him (I know it’s a strong word). Like today I had just gotten back form a doctors appointment and I was filling my mom in on what the doctor said and he started yelling at me. I'm sick and tired of him. I can usually stay calm but lately I've stooped down to his level and yelled back. It’s really hurting me the way he treats me and it leaves me with no patience. What should I do? I can’t take it anymore and I'm starting to crack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From ADHD Dilemna &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8907225623880666569-4345441150791641750?l=istudents-hms-gossip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://istudents-hms-gossip.blogspot.com/feeds/4345441150791641750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8907225623880666569&amp;postID=4345441150791641750' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8907225623880666569/posts/default/4345441150791641750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8907225623880666569/posts/default/4345441150791641750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://istudents-hms-gossip.blogspot.com/2008/02/adhd-delimah.html' title='ADHD Dilemna'/><author><name>Laffattck</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18039158225587352474</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ajOYWqPAGSI/STRlCr_F3ZI/AAAAAAAAABM/8UuJ60PxsWc/S220/me+pic.bmp'/></author><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8907225623880666569.post-5899515686506815511</id><published>2008-02-15T16:53:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-29T17:54:46.153-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Uh Oh! Guy Probs</title><content type='html'>&lt;table id="HB_Mail_Container" height="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" border="0" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr height="100%" width="100%" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;td id="HB_Focus_Element" valign="top" width="100%" background="" height="250" unselectable="off"&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;My best friend recently broke up with her boyfriend. I never told her that secretly liked him. Now I he's actually started to notice me and sorta of....flirt with me. I really want to be with him but I'm afraid of my friedn getting mad at me for liking her ex-boyfriend. I know that he's no longer hers but for some reason I feel like it would be betraying her. What should I do!? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Confused (GF vs BFF) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr unselectable="on" hb_tag="1"&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-SIZE: 1pt" height="1" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;div id="hotbar_promo"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8907225623880666569-5899515686506815511?l=istudents-hms-gossip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://istudents-hms-gossip.blogspot.com/feeds/5899515686506815511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8907225623880666569&amp;postID=5899515686506815511' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8907225623880666569/posts/default/5899515686506815511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8907225623880666569/posts/default/5899515686506815511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://istudents-hms-gossip.blogspot.com/2008/02/uh-oh-guy-probs.html' title='Uh Oh! Guy Probs'/><author><name>Laffattck</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18039158225587352474</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ajOYWqPAGSI/STRlCr_F3ZI/AAAAAAAAABM/8UuJ60PxsWc/S220/me+pic.bmp'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8907225623880666569.post-4962235518111251803</id><published>2008-02-12T19:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-12T19:28:58.863-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Dress Code</title><content type='html'>the rumors are true...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://wsfcs.k12.nc.us/education/components/album/default.php?sectiondetailid=54921&amp;amp;PHPSESSID=68382bedf6ec42bfaef2e8f708fc32ce"&gt;http://wsfcs.k12.nc.us/education/components/album/default.php?sectiondetailid=54921&amp;amp;PHPSESSID=68382bedf6ec42bfaef2e8f708fc32ce&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is a link to the site of the New Hanes dress code this year. Please write a letter of protest to Mr. Childers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep The wording civilized, get other people (adults, relatives) to write to!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BEN!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8907225623880666569-4962235518111251803?l=istudents-hms-gossip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://istudents-hms-gossip.blogspot.com/feeds/4962235518111251803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8907225623880666569&amp;postID=4962235518111251803' title='23 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8907225623880666569/posts/default/4962235518111251803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8907225623880666569/posts/default/4962235518111251803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://istudents-hms-gossip.blogspot.com/2008/02/dress-code.html' title='Dress Code'/><author><name>Ben</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>23</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8907225623880666569.post-2462593068239490040</id><published>2008-02-07T17:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-07T17:23:25.969-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Will He Tell?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Okay, I like this guy, and he recently found out that I liked him. Noone told him, he was just guessing and when he guessed himself, I blushed. He promised he wouldn't tell anyone, but I'm not sure if he will. He didn't show any sign that he liked me back, but he continued talking like nothing had happened. What should I do? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;-Blush-O-Maniac&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8907225623880666569-2462593068239490040?l=istudents-hms-gossip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://istudents-hms-gossip.blogspot.com/feeds/2462593068239490040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8907225623880666569&amp;postID=2462593068239490040' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8907225623880666569/posts/default/2462593068239490040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8907225623880666569/posts/default/2462593068239490040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://istudents-hms-gossip.blogspot.com/2008/02/will-he-tell.html' title='Will He Tell?'/><author><name>Sylvia♥</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G7Ak7exAOtE/S5mWQvkNYvI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/mixH2tfcs1E/S220/loganlerman.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8907225623880666569.post-5451813629464158123</id><published>2008-02-03T11:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-03T11:41:49.365-05:00</updated><title type='text'>triple the guys, triple the prob</title><content type='html'>I like 3 guys, but none of them know i exist. One is my bff, and i told him i like him as more than that, but he wants to just stay friends. The other one hates me, and the third one is too shy to talk to anyone. I like them all, but none of them like me. What should I do? PLease help!&lt;br /&gt;-guys are hopeless&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8907225623880666569-5451813629464158123?l=istudents-hms-gossip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://istudents-hms-gossip.blogspot.com/feeds/5451813629464158123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8907225623880666569&amp;postID=5451813629464158123' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8907225623880666569/posts/default/5451813629464158123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8907225623880666569/posts/default/5451813629464158123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://istudents-hms-gossip.blogspot.com/2008/02/triple-guys-triple-prob.html' title='triple the guys, triple the prob'/><author><name>BananaThirteen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8907225623880666569.post-7603860198681718482</id><published>2008-02-01T15:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-01T15:14:28.610-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Braces</title><content type='html'>Help! I'm getting braces! What should I do? What color rubber bands should I get? Please help!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Soon-To-Be-Tinteeth&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8907225623880666569-7603860198681718482?l=istudents-hms-gossip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://istudents-hms-gossip.blogspot.com/feeds/7603860198681718482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8907225623880666569&amp;postID=7603860198681718482' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8907225623880666569/posts/default/7603860198681718482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8907225623880666569/posts/default/7603860198681718482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://istudents-hms-gossip.blogspot.com/2008/02/braces.html' title='Braces'/><author><name>Maggie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11660589931535119075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i53PGMBcN-M/SPIx8RZ98NI/AAAAAAAAAAg/jbc5dnp_XVQ/S220/100_1535.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8907225623880666569.post-8084799528065032087</id><published>2008-01-27T11:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-27T11:56:12.814-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Guy Troubles</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I have a question. How the heck do you tell whether or not a guy likes you or is flirting with you? I really like this one guy, and he's one of my guy friends. He always makes it seem like he's flirting with me, but I can never tell for sure! I don't know if he likes me or not or if I should ask him out! Some one help!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;-GuysShouldBMoreObvious&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8907225623880666569-8084799528065032087?l=istudents-hms-gossip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://istudents-hms-gossip.blogspot.com/feeds/8084799528065032087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8907225623880666569&amp;postID=8084799528065032087' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8907225623880666569/posts/default/8084799528065032087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8907225623880666569/posts/default/8084799528065032087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://istudents-hms-gossip.blogspot.com/2008/01/guy-troubles.html' title='Guy Troubles'/><author><name>Sylvia♥</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G7Ak7exAOtE/S5mWQvkNYvI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/mixH2tfcs1E/S220/loganlerman.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8907225623880666569.post-3087527591964905073</id><published>2008-01-22T13:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-22T13:39:22.458-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Crush Crisis</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;My BFF is breaking up with her bf. He was gonna ask random girls to the dance, instead of my friend. So we planned the perfect break-up&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;for her to ditch that loser. But now she likes someone new. At first i was so happy for her, break&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;-ups don't get her down! But now i found out she likes the same guy as me! I really don't wanna like him, but I&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;do. She knows I like him, she doesn't want me to like him, but she doesn't hate me for it. PLEASE HELP!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;color:#000099;"&gt;-&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Triple C (Crush Crisis Cutie)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8907225623880666569-3087527591964905073?l=istudents-hms-gossip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://istudents-hms-gossip.blogspot.com/feeds/3087527591964905073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8907225623880666569&amp;postID=3087527591964905073' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8907225623880666569/posts/default/3087527591964905073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8907225623880666569/posts/default/3087527591964905073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://istudents-hms-gossip.blogspot.com/2008/01/crush-crisis.html' title='Crush Crisis'/><author><name>BananaThirteen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8907225623880666569.post-1755153575383457145</id><published>2008-01-20T20:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-20T20:15:23.983-05:00</updated><title type='text'>More Dance Problems</title><content type='html'>Help! I seriously hate dances but I want to go anyways! The big crowds, loud music, and energetic people give me panic attacks. I'm not kidding! Stop laughing! I feel a lot more comfortable at dances if I have a small group of close girlfriends to hang out with. And this guy really wants me to ask him and I can't because it'll make me feel tied down which makes me more prone to panic attacks! Or, do you know of like a medicine that'll calm me down? What should I do? Please help me!  I don't want anybody to have to call an ambulance!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. If you're wondering why I still want to go even though I have panic attacks, I just don't want to miss out on good times with my friends!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8907225623880666569-1755153575383457145?l=istudents-hms-gossip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://istudents-hms-gossip.blogspot.com/feeds/1755153575383457145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8907225623880666569&amp;postID=1755153575383457145' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8907225623880666569/posts/default/1755153575383457145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8907225623880666569/posts/default/1755153575383457145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://istudents-hms-gossip.blogspot.com/2008/01/more-dance-problems.html' title='More Dance Problems'/><author><name>Maggie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11660589931535119075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i53PGMBcN-M/SPIx8RZ98NI/AAAAAAAAAAg/jbc5dnp_XVQ/S220/100_1535.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8907225623880666569.post-2203347762966377525</id><published>2008-01-14T19:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-15T18:02:31.399-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Formal Fuss</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Dear &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;iStudents&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;I really want&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;to go to the formal with my bf. But how can I do that if i can't even say hi? He never brings it up, so I don't even know if he wants&lt;/span&gt; to go. Actually, I don't think he knows about it... I'm so shy, it's really a problem. I really want to talk to him, but I just don't. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;Please help!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Troubled GF&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8907225623880666569-2203347762966377525?l=istudents-hms-gossip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://istudents-hms-gossip.blogspot.com/feeds/2203347762966377525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8907225623880666569&amp;postID=2203347762966377525' title='23 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8907225623880666569/posts/default/2203347762966377525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8907225623880666569/posts/default/2203347762966377525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://istudents-hms-gossip.blogspot.com/2008/01/formal-fuss.html' title='Formal Fuss'/><author><name>BananaThirteen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>23</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8907225623880666569.post-8449611691084392074</id><published>2008-01-12T12:15:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-15T20:13:34.450-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Not-So-Friendly Friend</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I used to be good friends with this great girl. But then she started telling really mean jokes about me and getting mad at me for little things. She's always putting me down. I don't know what to do! I kinda want to ditch her, but i kinda don't! What should i do?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Confuzzled Companion&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8907225623880666569-8449611691084392074?l=istudents-hms-gossip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://istudents-hms-gossip.blogspot.com/feeds/8449611691084392074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8907225623880666569&amp;postID=8449611691084392074' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8907225623880666569/posts/default/8449611691084392074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8907225623880666569/posts/default/8449611691084392074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://istudents-hms-gossip.blogspot.com/2008/01/not-so-friendly-friend.html' title='Not-So-Friendly Friend'/><author><name>Sylvia♥</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G7Ak7exAOtE/S5mWQvkNYvI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/mixH2tfcs1E/S220/loganlerman.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8907225623880666569.post-3093252476775335093</id><published>2008-01-12T12:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-15T20:14:00.335-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Fading Friendship?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I am best friends with these two people. We always talk about how it's great that we're a "best friend triangle" but lately I have been having some problems with them. They always talk about how all of us need to get together or whatever and then they always invite me over on a date that they know is bad for me or they don't invite me at all. Then next time I see them they always joke about what they did and I'll be like "What was that about?" and they'll say "oh nothing, you weren't there and it's a long story." I feel really left out and uncomfortable and stuff. I know they are bff but I don't know if I am with them anymore. Also, sometimes I miss our Youth Group meetings and trips and they'll like almost rub it in my face about all the fun stuff. We have a skiing/tubing trip coming up and I can't go but I don't want to anyways because my mom got in a skiing accident (she's okay now it was when she was 17) so I'm kind of afraid and I asked them but neither will go tubing with me. I really don't know what to do because I've been friends with them since we were 2. Please help. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Fading Friendship&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8907225623880666569-3093252476775335093?l=istudents-hms-gossip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://istudents-hms-gossip.blogspot.com/feeds/3093252476775335093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8907225623880666569&amp;postID=3093252476775335093' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8907225623880666569/posts/default/3093252476775335093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8907225623880666569/posts/default/3093252476775335093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://istudents-hms-gossip.blogspot.com/2008/01/fading-friendship.html' title='Fading Friendship?'/><author><name>Sylvia♥</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G7Ak7exAOtE/S5mWQvkNYvI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/mixH2tfcs1E/S220/loganlerman.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8907225623880666569.post-98071323330275177</id><published>2008-01-12T12:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-12T12:16:02.761-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Anorexity??</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Dear iStudents,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have this really good friend. But there's one problem. I think she might be anorexic. This person always throws her food away or she tries to feed it to me and some of our other friends. She freaks out about calories and got one of my friends really mad because she freaked when this other person was eating bacon. Everytime I see this friend they look skinnier. I don't know what to do, because if I tell she might get mad at me for revealing her "secret," or if she's not anorexic I'll feel really bad for being suspicious. What should I do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Caring Friend&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8907225623880666569-98071323330275177?l=istudents-hms-gossip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://istudents-hms-gossip.blogspot.com/feeds/98071323330275177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8907225623880666569&amp;postID=98071323330275177' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8907225623880666569/posts/default/98071323330275177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8907225623880666569/posts/default/98071323330275177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://istudents-hms-gossip.blogspot.com/2008/01/anorexity.html' title='Anorexity??'/><author><name>Sylvia♥</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G7Ak7exAOtE/S5mWQvkNYvI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/mixH2tfcs1E/S220/loganlerman.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8907225623880666569.post-9137989911871787783</id><published>2008-01-06T19:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-12T12:16:12.610-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Friends</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Help! One of my best friends moved away! She was the only friend I had that wasn't a total tomboy, now she's gone. I keep trying to make new friends, but none of them can make up for the emptiness in my life. I know it sounds cheesy, but it's absolutely true. PLease help! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Faithful Friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8907225623880666569-9137989911871787783?l=istudents-hms-gossip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://istudents-hms-gossip.blogspot.com/feeds/9137989911871787783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8907225623880666569&amp;postID=9137989911871787783' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8907225623880666569/posts/default/9137989911871787783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8907225623880666569/posts/default/9137989911871787783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://istudents-hms-gossip.blogspot.com/2008/01/friends.html' title='Friends'/><author><name>BananaThirteen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8907225623880666569.post-7625086282533863095</id><published>2008-01-06T19:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-06T19:14:00.011-05:00</updated><title type='text'>PLEASE HELP!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I really like my boyfriend, but I'm always really shy around him. I wish I could just go up and talk to him, but for some reason, I don't. I think it's because I don't have anything to talk to him about, but I'm not sure. It's really wierd because I have lots of guy friends; I just can't talk to HIM. What do I do? I want to talk to him, but his friends are always with him. Please help!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Helpless GF&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8907225623880666569-7625086282533863095?l=istudents-hms-gossip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://istudents-hms-gossip.blogspot.com/feeds/7625086282533863095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8907225623880666569&amp;postID=7625086282533863095' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8907225623880666569/posts/default/7625086282533863095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8907225623880666569/posts/default/7625086282533863095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://istudents-hms-gossip.blogspot.com/2008/01/please-help_06.html' title='PLEASE HELP!'/><author><name>Sylvia♥</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G7Ak7exAOtE/S5mWQvkNYvI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/mixH2tfcs1E/S220/loganlerman.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8907225623880666569.post-318857815981661817</id><published>2008-01-06T12:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-06T19:07:08.051-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I feel fat</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I always feel fat at school. Everyone around me is super skinny and then there I am all big. I feel really self conscious about my weight and middle school is the time to enjoy myself. What should I do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fatty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Advice:&lt;br /&gt;First thing is that you should never call yourself fat. Its just degrading and it will only make you feel worse about your weight. Ask your friends not to bring up the subject of your weight. Tell yourself that even though you might be heavier than other people at school that you are still a great person. Also if you really want to be skinny, stop complaining about being fat and go on a diet. Go out and exercise. Eat healthy foods. Tell your parents about your decision to lose weight and ask them to pay more attention to what they cook and buy. You can even get you whole family into the whole weight loss idea. People tend to lose more weight if they have people to lose weight with. They are more motivated. The first step to feeling better about your weight is accepting the way you look. It’s you and what really matters is what is on the inside. Something that can also work is put a picture of someone skinny from a magazine and put that on your refrigerator. That way whenever you go to get something to eat you look at that picture and think maybe I should choose something healthier. Also don’t weigh yourself everyday. Try once a week. If you weigh yourself everyday you don’t see as much change from day to day as you would see from week to week. If you don’t see very much weight loss you'll get less motivated. So go and lose weight but also accept yourself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8907225623880666569-318857815981661817?l=istudents-hms-gossip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://istudents-hms-gossip.blogspot.com/feeds/318857815981661817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8907225623880666569&amp;postID=318857815981661817' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8907225623880666569/posts/default/318857815981661817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8907225623880666569/posts/default/318857815981661817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://istudents-hms-gossip.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-feel-fat.html' title='I feel fat'/><author><name>Laffattck</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18039158225587352474</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ajOYWqPAGSI/STRlCr_F3ZI/AAAAAAAAABM/8UuJ60PxsWc/S220/me+pic.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8907225623880666569.post-2948328108654122464</id><published>2008-01-04T20:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-05T14:48:43.683-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Procrastinator</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I'm a huge procrastinator and I used to be able to get by in school even though I would procrastinate. Now this year we have a ton of homework nightly and if I put my projects off then I end up staying up until midnight trying to finish. What should I do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Procrastinator&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Advice:&lt;br /&gt;I agree that this year we have a lot more homework than last year. The teachers tend to give us notice about things that will be more time consuming than everyday homework. When the teacher tells you about a big project that you have a few weeks to work on don’t start working on it the week before it’s due. Begin to work on it the day that it’s assigned. Make a schedule of when you'll do what when. You can give yourself more work on days that you have more free time. Start off with the easy stuff like printing off some things from the internet or highlighting important facts. As you get closer to the due date make each days work more time consuming. Also for a huge project try to finish a day or two before it’s due. That way you can fix any problems that it has and you won’t be cramming hours of work the night before its due and wishing you'd started earlier. Then when everyone is complaining about having to finish their projects you can relax and do what ever you want.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8907225623880666569-2948328108654122464?l=istudents-hms-gossip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://istudents-hms-gossip.blogspot.com/feeds/2948328108654122464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8907225623880666569&amp;postID=2948328108654122464' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8907225623880666569/posts/default/2948328108654122464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8907225623880666569/posts/default/2948328108654122464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://istudents-hms-gossip.blogspot.com/2008/01/procrastinator.html' title='Procrastinator'/><author><name>Laffattck</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18039158225587352474</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ajOYWqPAGSI/STRlCr_F3ZI/AAAAAAAAABM/8UuJ60PxsWc/S220/me+pic.bmp'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8907225623880666569.post-6643738051882337960</id><published>2008-01-04T14:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-04T16:50:54.060-05:00</updated><title type='text'>PLEASE HELP</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;These are urgent probs that were sent to me. Please post advice right away!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I have a HUGE prob, my BFF just broke up with his Gf, who i was so jealous of. Now all my friends tell me to make him jealous, so i'm going out with his bff. I told him and he supports me! He says he's happy for me and he wants me to be happy! I'm glad, but, i don't wanna hurt my new b/f, but i feel bad for USING him. What should i do?&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I really like my boyfriend, but I'm always really shy around him. I wish I could just go up and talk to him, but for some reason, I don't. I think it's because I don't have anything to talk to him about, but I'm not sure. It's really wierd because I have lots of guy friends; I just can't talk to HIM. What do I do? I want to talk to him, but his friends are always with him. Please help!! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-Helpless GF&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8907225623880666569-6643738051882337960?l=istudents-hms-gossip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://istudents-hms-gossip.blogspot.com/feeds/6643738051882337960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8907225623880666569&amp;postID=6643738051882337960' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8907225623880666569/posts/default/6643738051882337960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8907225623880666569/posts/default/6643738051882337960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://istudents-hms-gossip.blogspot.com/2008/01/please-help.html' title='PLEASE HELP'/><author><name>BananaThirteen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8907225623880666569.post-7820689593841255744</id><published>2008-01-03T20:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-03T21:04:29.724-05:00</updated><title type='text'>birthdays</title><content type='html'>This isn't exactly an advice thingy but oh well. I thought that everyone shoudl know about upcoming birthdays, just so that you know to get someone a present or even make them a poster. Its always a sure wya to lift someones spirits. It makes them feel loved. Here are the birthdays for January:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Natalie - Turns 13 on the 8th&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jackie - Turns 13 on the 8th&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quaid - Turns 13 on the 27th&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Richard - Turns 13 on the 28th&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alex D. - Turns 13 on the 31st&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alexis - Turns 13 on the 31st&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday to everyone!!!!!! : )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8907225623880666569-7820689593841255744?l=istudents-hms-gossip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://istudents-hms-gossip.blogspot.com/feeds/7820689593841255744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8907225623880666569&amp;postID=7820689593841255744' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8907225623880666569/posts/default/7820689593841255744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8907225623880666569/posts/default/7820689593841255744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://istudents-hms-gossip.blogspot.com/2008/01/birthdays.html' title='birthdays'/><author><name>Laffattck</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18039158225587352474</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ajOYWqPAGSI/STRlCr_F3ZI/AAAAAAAAABM/8UuJ60PxsWc/S220/me+pic.bmp'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8907225623880666569.post-7624643053296166586</id><published>2008-01-03T16:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-03T16:52:06.711-05:00</updated><title type='text'>...[No Title]...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;'Kay, let me explain something to you guys. The Gossip Section will always work like this: if the author posts their opinion, then you can also post your opinion. If the author doesn't post their opinion, you can STILL post your opinion. It doesn't matter whether or not you are staff. Just in case you didn't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Silly♥&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8907225623880666569-7624643053296166586?l=istudents-hms-gossip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://istudents-hms-gossip.blogspot.com/feeds/7624643053296166586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8907225623880666569&amp;postID=7624643053296166586' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8907225623880666569/posts/default/7624643053296166586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8907225623880666569/posts/default/7624643053296166586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://istudents-hms-gossip.blogspot.com/2008/01/no-title.html' title='...[No Title]...'/><author><name>Sylvia♥</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G7Ak7exAOtE/S5mWQvkNYvI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/mixH2tfcs1E/S220/loganlerman.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8907225623880666569.post-6138962612302935368</id><published>2008-01-03T15:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-03T15:40:13.381-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Friend Troubles</title><content type='html'>I'm dating this guy and my bff and i talk about him a lot. She wil jokingly say somethinjg like,"He is sooooo hot, can i have him when he dumps you?" and we laugh about it but i can tell that she really likes him. She seems hurt that he's going out with me instead of her. I dont want to break up with my boyfriend just because my bff likes him but at the same time i dont want for my bff to be sad. What should I do???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Troubled Gf/Bff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Advice:&lt;br /&gt;If you break up with your boyfriend just so that your friend will have him then you'll end up being in the same posision as her. Dont ever let a guy come between a friendship. You should ask your friend about how she feels. Also try not to talk about your boyfriend around her as much. Its clearly hurting her to see you with him and so if you dont talk about it as much she wont feel so bad.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8907225623880666569-6138962612302935368?l=istudents-hms-gossip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://istudents-hms-gossip.blogspot.com/feeds/6138962612302935368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8907225623880666569&amp;postID=6138962612302935368' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8907225623880666569/posts/default/6138962612302935368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8907225623880666569/posts/default/6138962612302935368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://istudents-hms-gossip.blogspot.com/2008/01/friend-troubles.html' title='Friend Troubles'/><author><name>Laffattck</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18039158225587352474</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ajOYWqPAGSI/STRlCr_F3ZI/AAAAAAAAABM/8UuJ60PxsWc/S220/me+pic.bmp'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8907225623880666569.post-190883088950521572</id><published>2008-01-02T19:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-02T19:17:57.084-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Desperate</title><content type='html'>I'm single and i really want a boyfriend. I really dont care who as long as its not a nerd. I just wish that someone would ask me out. I know I sound really desperate just because I pretty much am. What should I do???????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From Desperate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Advice:&lt;br /&gt;You do seen desperate (no offense). You seem to like the idea of a boyfriend rather than actually likeing someone. You could just wait for someone to ask you out (its bound to happen sometime) or figure out who you like and ask them out. also dont get too upset about not having a boyfriend. In the 7th grade(or wat evr grade you'r in) you dont really need one yet. also calm down about not having a bf or gf(i cant tell from u'r message) try flirting w/ ppl. c where it goes. but dont seem desperate cuz that just looks pathetic 2 any1. all i can do is wish u the best of luck&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Laffattck~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8907225623880666569-190883088950521572?l=istudents-hms-gossip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://istudents-hms-gossip.blogspot.com/feeds/190883088950521572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8907225623880666569&amp;postID=190883088950521572' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8907225623880666569/posts/default/190883088950521572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8907225623880666569/posts/default/190883088950521572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://istudents-hms-gossip.blogspot.com/2008/01/desperate_02.html' title='Desperate'/><author><name>Laffattck</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18039158225587352474</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ajOYWqPAGSI/STRlCr_F3ZI/AAAAAAAAABM/8UuJ60PxsWc/S220/me+pic.bmp'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8907225623880666569.post-4522784978983891465</id><published>2008-01-01T18:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-04T15:32:44.455-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Something Different</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I'm gonna try something different this time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I will post a problem and then you all can post a comment to give your opinion or give advice!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.I'm really into this guy. We've been friends for a long time, but recently I started crushing on him. I really do not know what to do because I don't want to risk our friendship or make him feel weird or anything. Also, I know for a fact that he likes someone else. On the other hand, I'd really like to tell him, I just don't know how. This is a very frustrating and confusing situation.&lt;br /&gt;Help! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Crushed by a crush&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;[Note from Silly: This will sort of be like the Dear Abby part of the CWC. This problem was SENT IN. I repeat, SENT IN! Another word from me, any comments regarding whether or not BananaThirteen is Sofia, Kate, Shannon, anyone from the 7th grade, will be deleted. I am getting very fed up with those comments, because I have said that she is not in our grade already. I don't mean to sound mean, but this is very annoying. You can continue to have theories, but if you name someone in the 7th grade, you will be wrong. There's no point wasting our time so that we have to go on and on about whether or not she is (insert name here). Thank you.]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;2.I have a prob I hope you can help me with. I really like my BFF as more than a friend, we've been friends for 3 years, so I finally told him, but he doesn't like me like that. So now I really need to get over him, but I don't know how, so, what should I do? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;-Cunfuzzled Cutie&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8907225623880666569-4522784978983891465?l=istudents-hms-gossip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://istudents-hms-gossip.blogspot.com/feeds/4522784978983891465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8907225623880666569&amp;postID=4522784978983891465' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8907225623880666569/posts/default/4522784978983891465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8907225623880666569/posts/default/4522784978983891465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://istudents-hms-gossip.blogspot.com/2008/01/something-different.html' title='Something Different'/><author><name>BananaThirteen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8907225623880666569.post-3318632399278397006</id><published>2007-12-21T18:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-22T16:52:08.879-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Advice (thanks to Kenzi for the helpful hint)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;1.Theres this girl in my class who is well perfect! And the only difference between us is that she is taller by 2 inches. And she likes the Dolphins. And today she smiled and winked at me a plus she said have a Merry Christmas! And I was the only she said it to! Shes in my class for 3 periods. History, Pre Algebra, and Science. But in pre algebra theres this guy who is making these terrible jokes and tries to make it with her! But I dont think she likes him. So what should I do? Tell her I like her, but if that fails what next have my reputation ruined I cant do that! So please tell me what to do! I mean why wouldnt she like me: Im very strong and athletic Im smart Im charming Im sweet Im very good looking I have medium dirty blonde hair Im funny A girl would be very lucky if I liked her!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;My advice:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;get a friend to ask if she likes you, just have them say "What do you think of so-and-so" but put your name instead of so-and-so. IF she does then ask her out! it can't hurt to ask.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;2.My 2 best friends in the whole world wont quit fighting over silly things, like who has dated more guys and who is prettier..wat do i do??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;My advice: Talk to them and tell them how you feel.Tell them that it is hurting you that they can't get along, hopefully they will see that they are hurting you, maybe they don't see that it's affecting you. Good luck!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;3.Christmas is coming very soon......4 days, but I still have no clue what to give my GF! She gave me an amazing gift , and I'm afraid anything I give her won't be good enough for her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;My Advice:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Well, it's great that you care so much about her, keep in mind that christmas isn't about giving expensive gifts, it's about love. obviously you love her so anything you give her will be special.So, I suggest chocolate or just a simple candy cane and a hug. Just show her you care and she will be the luckiest girl ever!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;4.I still beleive in Santa Claus, but all my friends tease me because of it. What should I do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;My Advice:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Don't let it get to you. You can believe whatever you want to. Don't worry about what others think, always stay true to yourself!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8907225623880666569-3318632399278397006?l=istudents-hms-gossip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://istudents-hms-gossip.blogspot.com/feeds/3318632399278397006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8907225623880666569&amp;postID=3318632399278397006' title='22 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8907225623880666569/posts/default/3318632399278397006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8907225623880666569/posts/default/3318632399278397006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://istudents-hms-gossip.blogspot.com/2007/12/advice-thanks-to-kenzi-for-helpful-hint.html' title='Advice (thanks to Kenzi for the helpful hint)'/><author><name>BananaThirteen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>22</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8907225623880666569.post-2568347324821849193</id><published>2007-12-21T13:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-21T16:07:17.779-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='obesity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weight'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='anorexia'/><title type='text'>Eating Habits</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;This here is an open invitation for viewers to discuss weight. It's such a touchy subject, but it's very important. What do you think is a healthy weight? What do you think about obesity? Anorexia and Bulimia? Do you know any people who struggle with their weight in one way or another? Do you personally?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8907225623880666569-2568347324821849193?l=istudents-hms-gossip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://istudents-hms-gossip.blogspot.com/feeds/2568347324821849193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8907225623880666569&amp;postID=2568347324821849193' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8907225623880666569/posts/default/2568347324821849193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8907225623880666569/posts/default/2568347324821849193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://istudents-hms-gossip.blogspot.com/2007/12/eating-habits.html' title='Eating Habits'/><author><name>Maggie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11660589931535119075</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i53PGMBcN-M/SPIx8RZ98NI/AAAAAAAAAAg/jbc5dnp_XVQ/S220/100_1535.jpg'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8907225623880666569.post-947631764956244917</id><published>2007-12-18T18:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-18T18:23:10.541-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Crush</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;My problem is that I have a crush on this guy and we go to church together. After church we go to the swing and sit down and talk 'till it's time to go home. He would ALWAYS flirt with me and act like he likes me, and I asked one of my friends to see if he likes me and he said no. Now for about 3-4 weeks he hasn't flirted with me, sat by me, or even talked to me, but then last night at church he started flirting with me again. Does that mean he likes me or is he just leading me on? We've been friends since I was 3 and I've had a really bad crush on him. My friend told him I liked him and he started flirting with me even more after she told him.&lt;br /&gt;-Church Chick&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My advice:&lt;br /&gt;It sounds like he likes you. If you really like him then.....go for it! You sound like you're crazy for you, so, good luck!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8907225623880666569-947631764956244917?l=istudents-hms-gossip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://istudents-hms-gossip.blogspot.com/feeds/947631764956244917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8907225623880666569&amp;postID=947631764956244917' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8907225623880666569/posts/default/947631764956244917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8907225623880666569/posts/default/947631764956244917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://istudents-hms-gossip.blogspot.com/2007/12/crush.html' title='Crush'/><author><name>BananaThirteen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8907225623880666569.post-7678207894738478455</id><published>2007-12-16T20:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-17T16:17:11.206-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Advice</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I hope you can help. My BFF is really nice, but she gets really annoying sometimes. Like during class, she starts poking me saying junk like, 'guess what,' and I will say, ' what,' and she will say, 'now, you know.' Or she will poke me saying, 'Kate, Kate, Kate, Kate,' and when I say, 'what,' she will say, 'hi.' And whenever my crush came up to me, I said hi, and she said, can she have a picture of you to put in her locket, and she pointed at the locket I was wearing, and I punched her in the gut and ran away. PLEASE HELP!!&lt;br /&gt;-Friendly Foe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My advice:&lt;br /&gt;Talk to her. Tell her to stop. If she doesn't then she's so not worth it! She doesn't sound worthy to be your friend. If you do decide to ditch her, don't worry, you'll make new, better friends, fast!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Silly's Advice:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Do NOT decide to ditch her. That's never the best way to solve anything. Don't punch her either. Violence is not the answer. Just because you can make new friends doesn't mean that you have to leave her. If she's really getting on your nerves that much, just have a heart-to-heart talk with her. Hope it works out!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8907225623880666569-7678207894738478455?l=istudents-hms-gossip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://istudents-hms-gossip.blogspot.com/feeds/7678207894738478455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8907225623880666569&amp;postID=7678207894738478455' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8907225623880666569/posts/default/7678207894738478455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8907225623880666569/posts/default/7678207894738478455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://istudents-hms-gossip.blogspot.com/2007/12/advice.html' title='Advice'/><author><name>BananaThirteen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8907225623880666569.post-4345828894959706430</id><published>2007-12-14T19:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-14T20:01:38.368-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Dance Review</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Post&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;your&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;opinion&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;of&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;the&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Hanes&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;school&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Dance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8907225623880666569-4345828894959706430?l=istudents-hms-gossip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://istudents-hms-gossip.blogspot.com/feeds/4345828894959706430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8907225623880666569&amp;postID=4345828894959706430' title='22 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8907225623880666569/posts/default/4345828894959706430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8907225623880666569/posts/default/4345828894959706430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://istudents-hms-gossip.blogspot.com/2007/12/dance-review.html' title='Dance Review'/><author><name>BananaThirteen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>22</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8907225623880666569.post-9158847892542882553</id><published>2007-12-07T15:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-08T20:12:42.957-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Read Quietly</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;A friend is someone we turn to when our spirits need a lift. A friend is someone we treasu&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;re for our friendship is a gift .&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;A friend is someone who fills our lives with beauty, joy, and grace. And makes the world we live in a better and happier place.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;There is a miracle called friendship, that dwells in the heart. You do not know how it happens or when it gets it's start. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;But you know the special lift it always brings. You r ealize that friendship is the world's most precious gift!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Remember, everyone needs a friend, if someday you feel like you have NO friends, remember this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Be kinder than necessary, for everyone you meet is fighting some kind of battle.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Let old friends know you haven't forgotten them, and tell new friends you never will. Remember, everyone needs a friend, if someday you feel like you have NO friends, remember this card. Be kinder than necessary, for everyone you meet is fighting some kind of battle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8907225623880666569-9158847892542882553?l=istudents-hms-gossip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://istudents-hms-gossip.blogspot.com/feeds/9158847892542882553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8907225623880666569&amp;postID=9158847892542882553' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8907225623880666569/posts/default/9158847892542882553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8907225623880666569/posts/default/9158847892542882553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://istudents-hms-gossip.blogspot.com/2007/12/read-quietly.html' title='Read Quietly'/><author><name>BananaThirteen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8907225623880666569.post-8108736583349762013</id><published>2007-12-03T19:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-03T19:51:16.596-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Dances</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Most schools have them, some hate them, some love them. But truthfully we all have to live with them. Here's my advice for:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;People who like the dance:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Good for you! Dances can be really fun, (except for the lame ones) and they're a great way to socialize with friends. And if you love to dance, that's just a bonus!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;People who don't like the dance:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's okay, not everyone does. But if you'd like to try going to a dance, then go for it! If you're more comfortable going with friends, then do! Dances are a great way to make new friends and maybe, actually dance! (LOL)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8907225623880666569-8108736583349762013?l=istudents-hms-gossip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://istudents-hms-gossip.blogspot.com/feeds/8108736583349762013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8907225623880666569&amp;postID=8108736583349762013' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8907225623880666569/posts/default/8108736583349762013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8907225623880666569/posts/default/8108736583349762013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://istudents-hms-gossip.blogspot.com/2007/12/dances.html' title='Dances'/><author><name>BananaThirteen</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8907225623880666569.post-7646153144640866515</id><published>2007-12-02T20:02:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-03T19:51:06.971-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Dreams</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I had a really strange dream, but I'm very much afraid that it could come true. My dream was that my BFF that I like as more was kissing this girl at school. But I confronted my friend about this and he was offended that I thought he would do that. He assured me that could never happened since he only liked that girl as a friend.I'm really scared that it could come true! Please help! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;- Dorky Dreamer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Dorky Dreamer,&lt;br /&gt;The most important thing to remember is that it was a dream. There's only a 50% chance that your dream will ever come true. Your friend has told you he'd never let that happen, so sometimes you just have to trust him. Good luck with your friend!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8907225623880666569-7646153144640866515?l=istudents-hms-gossip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://istudents-hms-gossip.blogspot.com/feeds/7646153144640866515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8907225623880666569&amp;postID=7646153144640866515' title='19 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8907225623880666569/posts/default/7646153144640866515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8907225623880666569/posts/default/7646153144640866515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://istudents-hms-gossip.blogspot.com/2007/12/you-know-its-true.html' title='Dreams'/><author><name>SuzieQ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>19</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8907225623880666569.post-4350264011966345767</id><published>2007-12-02T19:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-03T15:24:24.243-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Friends..or more?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I have this friend, she's been my friend for 3 years and we have so much fun together. We joke around alot and we're all like "I love you" but just joking as friends. Once she told me she actually meant it, I thought she was joking so I just forgot about it. A few days ago she told me she felt neglected since I spend so much time with my other friends. Yesterday I told her about my new GF. She was so crushed (mostly because my new GF has the same name as my friend). I told her I'm sorry, but I don't know what else to do. I want to be friends with her, but I love my GF. What should I do? -Confuzzled Friend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Confuzzled Friend,&lt;br /&gt;I've been in a similar situation before, so I can relate. My advice is to tell your friend you're sorry, but you like your new GF and she can't make you break up with her. Tell your friend that you like her, but only as a friend, for now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8907225623880666569-4350264011966345767?l=istudents-hms-gossip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://istudents-hms-gossip.blogspot.com/feeds/4350264011966345767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8907225623880666569&amp;postID=4350264011966345767' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8907225623880666569/posts/default/4350264011966345767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8907225623880666569/posts/default/4350264011966345767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://istudents-hms-gossip.blogspot.com/2007/12/friendsor-more.html' title='Friends..or more?'/><author><name>SuzieQ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8907225623880666569.post-4865904465965016054</id><published>2007-12-01T22:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-01T22:22:23.705-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The 'Hottie' Test</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;[Recieved in an e-mail.]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, get a piece of paper, and number it 1-8! Don't look down at the answers or it won't work!!!! NO CHEATING, NO CHEATING, NO CHEATING, NO CHEATING!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;What color are your eyes? &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Blue&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;brown&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;hazel&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;green&lt;/span&gt;, or &lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;gray&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Do you have long, medium, or short hair? &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Is your hair &lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;blonde&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;brown&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;red&lt;/span&gt;, or &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;black&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Do you want an outside wedding , or one in a church? &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Would you rather have a dog, cat, or bird? &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Do you like &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;red roses&lt;/span&gt; or &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;white roses&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;What's your favorite color out of &lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;silver&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;blue&lt;/span&gt;, or&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt; yellow&lt;/span&gt;? &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Pick a number 1-10.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;**&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;****&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;******&lt;br /&gt;*******&lt;br /&gt;********&lt;br /&gt;*********&lt;br /&gt;**********&lt;br /&gt;***********&lt;br /&gt;************&lt;br /&gt;*************&lt;br /&gt;**************&lt;br /&gt;***************&lt;br /&gt;**************&lt;br /&gt;*************&lt;br /&gt;************&lt;br /&gt;***********&lt;br /&gt;**********&lt;br /&gt;*********&lt;br /&gt;********&lt;br /&gt;*******&lt;br /&gt;******&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;****&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;**&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;**&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;****&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;******&lt;br /&gt;*******&lt;br /&gt;********&lt;br /&gt;*********&lt;br /&gt;**********&lt;br /&gt;***********&lt;br /&gt;************&lt;br /&gt;*************&lt;br /&gt;**************&lt;br /&gt;***************&lt;br /&gt;**************&lt;br /&gt;*************&lt;br /&gt;************&lt;br /&gt;***********&lt;br /&gt;**********&lt;br /&gt;*********&lt;br /&gt;********&lt;br /&gt;*******&lt;br /&gt;******&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;****&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;**&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;**&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;****&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;******&lt;br /&gt;*******&lt;br /&gt;********&lt;br /&gt;*********&lt;br /&gt;**********&lt;br /&gt;***********&lt;br /&gt;************&lt;br /&gt;*************&lt;br /&gt;**************&lt;br /&gt;***************&lt;br /&gt;**************&lt;br /&gt;*************&lt;br /&gt;************&lt;br /&gt;***********&lt;br /&gt;**********&lt;br /&gt;*********&lt;br /&gt;********&lt;br /&gt;*******&lt;br /&gt;******&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;****&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;**&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;**&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;****&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;******&lt;br /&gt;*******&lt;br /&gt;********&lt;br /&gt;*********&lt;br /&gt;**********&lt;br /&gt;***********&lt;br /&gt;************&lt;br /&gt;*************&lt;br /&gt;**************&lt;br /&gt;***************&lt;br /&gt;**************&lt;br /&gt;*************&lt;br /&gt;************&lt;br /&gt;***********&lt;br /&gt;**********&lt;br /&gt;*********&lt;br /&gt;********&lt;br /&gt;*******&lt;br /&gt;******&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;****&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;**&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~*~*~Now the Results ~*~*~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Eye Color!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Green&lt;/span&gt; - creative&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Blue&lt;/span&gt; - strong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;Brown&lt;/span&gt; - active&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;Hazel&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;- energetic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Gray &lt;/span&gt;- quiet &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hair Length!&lt;br /&gt;Long - smart, but act wild&lt;br /&gt;Medium - you're a CUTIE!!&lt;br /&gt;Short - fun to be around &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hair Color!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Blonde &lt;/span&gt;- cutie!~ very fun to be around&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;Brown&lt;/span&gt; - crazy ~ but people love ya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Red &lt;/span&gt;- funny and out-going&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Black &lt;/span&gt;- energetic&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Wedding Options!&lt;br /&gt;Outside - very romantic!&lt;br /&gt;In a church - traditional &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Animal!&lt;br /&gt;Dog - sporty&lt;br /&gt;Cat - sensitive&lt;br /&gt;Bird - loud! &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Rose Color!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Red&lt;/span&gt; - sensitive and romantic!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;White&lt;/span&gt; - peaceful, and loving!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Color!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Silver&lt;/span&gt; - popular ~ you act before you think!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Blue&lt;/span&gt; - cutie! you are sweet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Yellow&lt;/span&gt; - awesome ~ you are very out going! &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Whatever number you pick is how many times you will fall in love before you get married. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8907225623880666569-4865904465965016054?l=istudents-hms-gossip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://istudents-hms-gossip.blogspot.com/feeds/4865904465965016054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8907225623880666569&amp;postID=4865904465965016054' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8907225623880666569/posts/default/4865904465965016054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8907225623880666569/posts/default/4865904465965016054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://istudents-hms-gossip.blogspot.com/2007/12/hottie-test.html' title='The &apos;Hottie&apos; Test'/><author><name>Sylvia♥</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G7Ak7exAOtE/S5mWQvkNYvI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/mixH2tfcs1E/S220/loganlerman.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8907225623880666569.post-6924963398066199905</id><published>2007-12-01T20:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-01T21:08:51.529-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Who's With Who</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;[Requested by 'A Random Guy']&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Boy&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Patrick M.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt; 'BalletDancer'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Sherman S.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt; Sofia L.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Ryan L.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt; 'Danny'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Max J.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt; 'Silly' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Thomas B.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt; cHaNdLeR b.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Richard &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt; Mallory D.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Quaid &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;- &lt;/span&gt;Genevieve M.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;...Those are the only people I could think of so far... Any more? E-Mail me and let me know. &lt;a href="mailto:koalasrock@gmail.com"&gt;koalasrock@gmail.com&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;-Silly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;P.S. I put the guys' names first. [&lt;em&gt;Sarcastically&lt;/em&gt;] Just for YOU, NGMD. Hope you're happy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8907225623880666569-6924963398066199905?l=istudents-hms-gossip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://istudents-hms-gossip.blogspot.com/feeds/6924963398066199905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8907225623880666569&amp;postID=6924963398066199905' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8907225623880666569/posts/default/6924963398066199905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8907225623880666569/posts/default/6924963398066199905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://istudents-hms-gossip.blogspot.com/2007/12/whos-with-who.html' title='Who&apos;s With Who'/><author><name>Sylvia♥</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G7Ak7exAOtE/S5mWQvkNYvI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/mixH2tfcs1E/S220/loganlerman.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8907225623880666569.post-510613790060713127</id><published>2007-11-30T16:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-30T19:22:11.635-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Relationship Hints</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ok, there has been WAAAAAAAAAAY too many posts on what to do for girlfriends or girl crushes. It's kind of sexist. So, I'm posting on what to do for boyfriends or boys you have crushes on. [Note from Silly: Some of these will work for girls.]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;-1. Boys are not as graceful as girls. If they accidentally do something like stepping on your foot, make sure they know you know it was an accident and you're ok.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;-2. This is a BIGGIE. Traditionally, boys ask girls out and boys are the "rudders" or "steering wheel" for a relationship. Every boy wishes his girlfriend or, if they're single, some girl they like(or who likes them) to ask THEM out (Or to "steer" the relationship). It reassures us, that they like being with us, too, not just the other way around.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;-3. Ok, this is going to sound kinda perverted, but it's not intended that way. Just physically reach out and touch them. I DON'T MEAN IT LIKE THAT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Just hold thier hand or give them a hug, lay your head on their chest, or if you're nervous, fall and have them help you up, or stumble into them. Even putting your hands over their eyes and yelling "GUESS WHO!" works. You can go further - kiss - but I'm not endorsing it. (Thats not saying I don't reccomend it, though.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;-4. Just go up and talk to them. It REALLY helps.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;-5. IM, email, call, whatever them whenever you have time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;-6. If they go home sick, call and see if they're OK.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;-7. Be creative! For example, for Christmas or their birthday, if you can't think of anything else, get them something thats a joke. (Like a staple gun!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;-8. Have memorable dates. (i.e. Don't always do a restaurant and a movie. Even better would be the festival of lights, the fair, or something else that isn't always there, something special.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;-9. Leave them cute notes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;-10. A big one, if you mention physique once, don't mention it again for a while, if they're a good boyfriend, they'll start trying to change it. And if they don't, it doesn't mean they're a bad boyfriend. It simply means they are an intellectual - nerd - or a sports jock and can't or don't want to change it. All you have to do is accept them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;-11. Tease them and let them tease you back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;-12. Ask them for their opinion on things.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;-13. Help them with problems.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;-14. If they look troubled, ask them whats wrong. If they say, "Nothing," without an, "I'm just tired," or something, its personal or they're trying to seem strong for you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;-15. Mess with their hair, let them touch your hair.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;-16. Just be caring, tell them you're lucky to be their girlfriend, or whatever, make them feel special.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;~NGMD~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8907225623880666569-510613790060713127?l=istudents-hms-gossip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://istudents-hms-gossip.blogspot.com/feeds/510613790060713127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8907225623880666569&amp;postID=510613790060713127' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8907225623880666569/posts/default/510613790060713127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8907225623880666569/posts/default/510613790060713127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://istudents-hms-gossip.blogspot.com/2007/11/relationship-hints_30.html' title='Relationship Hints'/><author><name>Sylvia♥</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G7Ak7exAOtE/S5mWQvkNYvI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/mixH2tfcs1E/S220/loganlerman.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8907225623880666569.post-2974000346633690752</id><published>2007-11-30T14:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-30T14:51:13.874-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What Color are You?</title><content type='html'>&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Black - Taken.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Orange - Taken and happy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Blue - Taken and dedicated.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Green - Taken and breaking up.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Red - Single &amp;amp; liking someone.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Purple - Heartbroken.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;White - Single and not loving it, and not really hating it.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Yellow - Single and loving it.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Off White - Think this is retarded.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Pink - Single and hating it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Baby Blue - Single, okay with it, and confused about someone.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;Teal - I am a ninja.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Gray - I am in intense training to be a ghost buster. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Turtly Green - I am a teenage mutant ninja turtle fan and in a band called the turtles.... woot.... I eat gray and teal for breakfast.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8907225623880666569-2974000346633690752?l=istudents-hms-gossip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://istudents-hms-gossip.blogspot.com/feeds/2974000346633690752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8907225623880666569&amp;postID=2974000346633690752' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8907225623880666569/posts/default/2974000346633690752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8907225623880666569/posts/default/2974000346633690752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://istudents-hms-gossip.blogspot.com/2007/11/what-color-are-you.html' title='What Color are You?'/><author><name>Sylvia♥</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G7Ak7exAOtE/S5mWQvkNYvI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/mixH2tfcs1E/S220/loganlerman.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8907225623880666569.post-430359556961871202</id><published>2007-11-28T17:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-28T17:58:27.451-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Facts</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Guy facts: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;(Guys, skip this part and keep going down.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;When a guy calls you, he wants to be with you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;When a guy is quiet, he's listening to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;When a guy is not arguing, he realizes he is wrong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;When a guy says, "I’m fine," after a few minutes, he means it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;When a guy stares at you, he thinks you're the most beautiful thing in the world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;When you're laying your head on a guys chest, he has the world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;When a guy calls you everyday, he is in love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;When a (good) guy says he loves you, he means it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;When a guy says he can't live without you, he's with you 'till you're done.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;When a guy says, "I miss you," he misses you more than you could have ever missed him or anything else.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Girls facts:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;When a girl is quiet, millions of things are running through her mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;When a girl looks at you with eyes full of questions, she is wondering how long you will be around.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;When a girl answers, "I’m fine," she is not at all fine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;When a girl stairs at you, she is wondering why you are so wonderful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;When a girl lies on your chest, she is wishing for you to be hers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;When a girl calls you everyday, she is seeking for your attention.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;When a girl says, "I'll love you forever," she means it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;When a girl says that she can't live without you, she has made up her mind that you are her future.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;When a girl says,"I miss you,"no one else in the world can miss you more than that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8907225623880666569-430359556961871202?l=istudents-hms-gossip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://istudents-hms-gossip.blogspot.com/feeds/430359556961871202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8907225623880666569&amp;postID=430359556961871202' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8907225623880666569/posts/default/430359556961871202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8907225623880666569/posts/default/430359556961871202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://istudents-hms-gossip.blogspot.com/2007/11/facts.html' title='Facts'/><author><name>Sylvia♥</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G7Ak7exAOtE/S5mWQvkNYvI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/mixH2tfcs1E/S220/loganlerman.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8907225623880666569.post-4126596924275267014</id><published>2007-11-27T17:26:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-27T17:38:32.380-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Perfect Boyfriend</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Every girl's dream since they were a little girl is that one day she will find a guy that does these things for her. Even the smallest action can have the BIGGEST impact in someones life. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;give her one of your t-shirts to sleep in &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;give her one of your hoodies to wear so everyone knows she's yours &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;leave her cute text/notes &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;tell her she looks beautiful &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;look into her eyes when you talk to her &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;let her mess with your hair &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;touch her hair &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;just walk around with her &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;forgive HER for HER mistakes &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;look at her like she's the only girl you see &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;tickle her even when she says stop &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;when she starts swearing at you, tell her you love her &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;let her fall asleep in your arms &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;get her mad, then kiss her &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;stay on the phone with her even if shes not saying anything &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;tease her and let her tease you back &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;stay up all night with her when she's sick &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;watch her favorite movie with her &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;let her wear your clothes &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;when she's sad, hang out with her &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;let her know she's important &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;kiss her in the pouring rain &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;when you fall in love with her, tell her &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;and when you tell her, love her like you've never loved someone before &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;and when she runs up at you crying... the first thing you say is..."who's *** am I beating today?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;-Silly&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8907225623880666569-4126596924275267014?l=istudents-hms-gossip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://istudents-hms-gossip.blogspot.com/feeds/4126596924275267014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8907225623880666569&amp;postID=4126596924275267014' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8907225623880666569/posts/default/4126596924275267014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8907225623880666569/posts/default/4126596924275267014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://istudents-hms-gossip.blogspot.com/2007/11/every-girls-dream-since-they-were.html' title='The Perfect Boyfriend'/><author><name>Sylvia♥</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G7Ak7exAOtE/S5mWQvkNYvI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/mixH2tfcs1E/S220/loganlerman.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8907225623880666569.post-8145547982981513533</id><published>2007-11-26T17:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-26T17:54:47.256-05:00</updated><title type='text'>16 Signs You Like Someone</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Sixteen&lt;/strong&gt;: When you're on the phone with them late at night and they hang up, you still miss them even when it was just two minutes ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fifteen&lt;/strong&gt;: You read their texts, email, and IMs Over and over again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;**&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fourteen&lt;/strong&gt;: You walk really slow when you're with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thirteen&lt;/strong&gt;: You feel shy whenever they're around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eleven&lt;/strong&gt;: When you think about them, your heart beats faster but slower at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ten&lt;/strong&gt;: You smile when you hear their voice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nine&lt;/strong&gt;: When you look at them, you can't see the other people around you, you just see him/her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eight&lt;/strong&gt;: You start listening to slow songs while thinking about them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Seven&lt;/strong&gt;: They're all you think about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Six&lt;/strong&gt;: You get high just from their scent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Five&lt;/strong&gt;: You realize you're always smiling when you're looking at them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;**&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Four&lt;/strong&gt;: You would do anything for them, just to see them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Three&lt;/strong&gt;: While reading this, there was one person on your mind this whole time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;**&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Two&lt;/strong&gt;: You were so busy thinking about that person, you didnt notice number twelve was missing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;**&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;**&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;One&lt;/strong&gt;: You just scrolled up to check and you are now silently laughing at yourself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8907225623880666569-8145547982981513533?l=istudents-hms-gossip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://istudents-hms-gossip.blogspot.com/feeds/8145547982981513533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8907225623880666569&amp;postID=8145547982981513533' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8907225623880666569/posts/default/8145547982981513533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8907225623880666569/posts/default/8145547982981513533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://istudents-hms-gossip.blogspot.com/2007/11/16-signs-you-like-someone.html' title='16 Signs You Like Someone'/><author><name>Sylvia♥</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G7Ak7exAOtE/S5mWQvkNYvI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/mixH2tfcs1E/S220/loganlerman.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8907225623880666569.post-2014287129910176207</id><published>2007-11-25T19:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-25T19:12:02.202-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Disaster</title><content type='html'>I'm getting a present for my boyfriend and, well, it's not that I don'thave the money... It's that I know what he's getting me, and it's reallyextravagant and I want to get him something big too. It's just how am Isupposed to buy the presents without my parents stopping me and sayingthat it's too much? Or that I shouldn't get him anything at all?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-- &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;h&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;i&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt;t&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;a&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt; Shopper&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you he gets you something and you don't get him anything then it willbe embarrassing. I suggest that you buy him something thats not cheaplike a card but not anything to expensive. You donut want to look cheapbut getting him something huge might just be a little too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Laffattack~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8907225623880666569-2014287129910176207?l=istudents-hms-gossip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://istudents-hms-gossip.blogspot.com/feeds/2014287129910176207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8907225623880666569&amp;postID=2014287129910176207' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8907225623880666569/posts/default/2014287129910176207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8907225623880666569/posts/default/2014287129910176207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://istudents-hms-gossip.blogspot.com/2007/11/christmas-disaster.html' title='Christmas Disaster'/><author><name>Sylvia♥</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G7Ak7exAOtE/S5mWQvkNYvI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/mixH2tfcs1E/S220/loganlerman.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8907225623880666569.post-5737931870956501111</id><published>2007-11-22T14:33:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-22T14:43:26.376-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Sweetest Boy Ever</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;- Girl: I love you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;- Boy: Yeah, I know. Everyone does!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;- Girl: Really?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;- Boy: Yeah... everyone of my friends that are girls tell me that everyday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;- Girl: Oh... but am I only your friend?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;- Boy: No... you're my girlfriend... why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;- Girl: Because, when I say I love you, I really do mean it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;- Boy: Yeah, I know you do mean it... it's just that you don't need to tell me that you love me anymore because I've known you loved me since the day we been together and I love you more each and everyday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;- Girl: ......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;- Boy: So wanna go somewhere tonight for our 7th anniversary?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;- Girl: Yeah... where?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;- Boy: I dont know... maybe movie then dinner?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;- Girl: Ok.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;- Boy: I'll pick you up after I get off and get ready ok?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;- Girl: Ok. What time do you get off?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;- Boy: In 2 hours and then I gotta go home and yeah get ready which takes about 15-20 minutes...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;- Girl: Aye... I thought you didnt have work today...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;- Boy: One of my co-workers called in sick.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;- Girl: Oh, okay. So I'll see you around 7:30 then?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;- Boy: Yeah! And babe?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;- Girl: Yeah?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;- Boy: I love you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;- Girl: I love you, too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;- Boy: Ok my manager is like looking at me, so, yeah.... I gotta go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;- Girl: Ok. Bye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;- Boy: Bye.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;2 hours later... The guy drives to his girlfriends house and walks up to the door and rings the doorbell.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;- Girl: Hey! (gives a kiss to her boyfriend)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;- Boy: Wassup... you ready?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;- Girl: Um... wait... let me get my bag and we can go ok?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;- Boy: Ok.They both watched a movie and ate dinner...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Once they were done eating they head back to the car, but before she got into the car...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;- Boy: Wait! Can I blind fold you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;- Girl: Why??!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;- Boy: Its a suprise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;- Girl: What kind of suprise?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;- Boy: A big one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;- Girl: Okay but only if you promise me that you will hold my hand while we're driving.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;- Boy: I promise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;- Girl: Ok, blind fold me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;So they drove off........... and then they stopped.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;- Boy: Ok we're here!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;- Girl: Where?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;- Boy: Wait! Let me walk you to the place!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;- Girl: What place?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;- Boy: Somewhere! (and gives a kiss to her on the lips)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;- Girl: Babe!...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;The boy walks her to the place.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;- Boy: Ok... let me take the blind fold off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;- Girl: Where are we?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;He takes it off her and she opens her eyes and sees the view of the city and at that same spot... that's where he first asked her to be his girlfriend....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;- Girl: Oh... my... god... (tears come down) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;- Boy: Why are you crying?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;- Girl: This is where you first asked me out...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;- Boy: What are you doing the rest of your life? (he asked on his knees and after he says that... behind him... in the air it says "Will you marry me?" in fireworks)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;- Girl: (tears come down faster)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;- Boy: I wasn't at work when you called me... I was planning this whole thing!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;- Girl: Get up!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;- Boy: Yeah?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;- Girl: (kisses him) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;- Boy: Is that a yes or a no?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;- Girl: Yes!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8907225623880666569-5737931870956501111?l=istudents-hms-gossip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://istudents-hms-gossip.blogspot.com/feeds/5737931870956501111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8907225623880666569&amp;postID=5737931870956501111' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8907225623880666569/posts/default/5737931870956501111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8907225623880666569/posts/default/5737931870956501111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://istudents-hms-gossip.blogspot.com/2007/11/sweetest-boy-ever.html' title='The Sweetest Boy Ever'/><author><name>Sylvia♥</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G7Ak7exAOtE/S5mWQvkNYvI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/mixH2tfcs1E/S220/loganlerman.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8907225623880666569.post-897608434353824934</id><published>2007-11-18T13:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-18T13:24:39.449-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Cunfuzzled Persona</title><content type='html'>I this guy that I'm going out with but my friends totally don't approve. My friends and i have been getting into big arguments because they really don't like this guy. I don't think that they see how great of a guy he is. I also don't know if they're telling the truth and he just acts nice when i'm around. Please help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Cunfuzzled persona&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Advice:&lt;br /&gt;Always trust your friends. Confront your boyfriend and tell him what your friends said. Your boyfriend should respect your friends and realize that even though he's only dating you your friends are part of the picture. If he is being mean to your friends then tell him to stop and that its upsetting you. Also tell your friends how much you like him and why. They might like him more. If your friends continue to dislike your boyfriend then try not to mention him when they are around. If it gets down to it dump the guy if your friends begin to dislike you because your dating the guy. No guy should cause you to lose your friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Laffattack~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8907225623880666569-897608434353824934?l=istudents-hms-gossip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://istudents-hms-gossip.blogspot.com/feeds/897608434353824934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8907225623880666569&amp;postID=897608434353824934' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8907225623880666569/posts/default/897608434353824934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8907225623880666569/posts/default/897608434353824934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://istudents-hms-gossip.blogspot.com/2007/11/cunfuzzled-persona.html' title='Cunfuzzled Persona'/><author><name>Laffattck</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18039158225587352474</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ajOYWqPAGSI/STRlCr_F3ZI/AAAAAAAAABM/8UuJ60PxsWc/S220/me+pic.bmp'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8907225623880666569.post-8415588400712808964</id><published>2007-11-14T19:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-14T19:30:38.113-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Lokcer Troubles</title><content type='html'>My locker just wont open. No matter what I do I have to like get a teacher to constantly open it for me. Its not only embarrassing but also I barely ever have free time to hang out at my locker. What should I do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Advice&lt;br /&gt;I would try and push at the top middle and bottom of your door( on the side that doesn't have the locker hinges)&lt;br /&gt;i learned this from Mrs. Hamilton. Also if your problem continues then ask to move to another locker. As simple as that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8907225623880666569-8415588400712808964?l=istudents-hms-gossip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://istudents-hms-gossip.blogspot.com/feeds/8415588400712808964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8907225623880666569&amp;postID=8415588400712808964' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8907225623880666569/posts/default/8415588400712808964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8907225623880666569/posts/default/8415588400712808964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://istudents-hms-gossip.blogspot.com/2007/11/lokcer-troubles.html' title='Lokcer Troubles'/><author><name>Laffattck</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18039158225587352474</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ajOYWqPAGSI/STRlCr_F3ZI/AAAAAAAAABM/8UuJ60PxsWc/S220/me+pic.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8907225623880666569.post-3059268916335741836</id><published>2007-11-11T09:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-11T09:23:20.113-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Problem&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;    Right now I'm not sure who I like, but I think I like one of my good guy friends.  The other person I think I might like is another one of my guy friends.  I don't want to mess up my friendship with either one of them but I think I want to go out with the one that I think I like.  I am pretty sure that the one that I like likes me.  I don't know if I should go out with him because I really like our friendship.  What should I do?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;--GuyProb911&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MY Advice&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;     Well, it's obvious that you've got one of those everyday problems, which is a good thing, meaning more people will be able to relate. My advice is to see if any one of them shows interest in you. If you think both like you, then just go with guy friend number one. The other guy friend should be okay with it, and will understand if you're good enough friends. But then if only one of the guys shows interest in you, then go with him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Teehee.. I don't have much experience in this area... Maybe you guys can help her out MORE than me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;-Silly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8907225623880666569-3059268916335741836?l=istudents-hms-gossip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://istudents-hms-gossip.blogspot.com/feeds/3059268916335741836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8907225623880666569&amp;postID=3059268916335741836' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8907225623880666569/posts/default/3059268916335741836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8907225623880666569/posts/default/3059268916335741836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://istudents-hms-gossip.blogspot.com/2007/11/problem-right-now-im-not-sure-who-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Sylvia♥</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G7Ak7exAOtE/S5mWQvkNYvI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/mixH2tfcs1E/S220/loganlerman.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8907225623880666569.post-5091152860743021966</id><published>2007-11-09T20:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-09T20:10:05.191-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Cunfuzzled</title><content type='html'>I recently found out that my friend likes my crush and that my crush likes my friend. I think that I should be upset about that but I found myself telling her to ask him out. What should I do? I like this guy and I don't want my friend to go out with him but at the same time I want my friend to be happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cunfuzzled&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Advice:&lt;br /&gt;I think that the reason that you are encouraging her to go out with him is because you realized that this friend is more important than the guy. If he goes out with her its not the end of the world, there are millions of other guys out there. Besides I'll bet seeing your friend happy is way better than going out with this guy. Always choose your friends over some guy, even if you really like him.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8907225623880666569-5091152860743021966?l=istudents-hms-gossip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://istudents-hms-gossip.blogspot.com/feeds/5091152860743021966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8907225623880666569&amp;postID=5091152860743021966' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8907225623880666569/posts/default/5091152860743021966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8907225623880666569/posts/default/5091152860743021966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://istudents-hms-gossip.blogspot.com/2007/11/cunfuzzled.html' title='Cunfuzzled'/><author><name>Laffattck</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18039158225587352474</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ajOYWqPAGSI/STRlCr_F3ZI/AAAAAAAAABM/8UuJ60PxsWc/S220/me+pic.bmp'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8907225623880666569.post-1549689085113371046</id><published>2007-11-07T20:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-07T20:15:47.849-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Embarrassed GF</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I have a boyfriend and we've been going out for a while now. The problem is that I still have trouble talking to him. He doesn't like to make the first move and I'm still embarrassed to even hold a conversation with him. There's this event coming up and I really want to ask him if he'll go with me, what should I do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Embarrassed GF&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Advice:&lt;br /&gt;You don't need to be embarrassed. This guy knows that you like him. You're over that stage. He just wants to talk to you. He won't care if you say something stupid. He'll probably think that its cute. If he didn't actually like you then you two wouldn't still be going out. Just try and talk to him about anything. School, the weather, news, your friends, anything to get the two of you talking. Talk to him more and you'll get over the whole embarrassment thing. When you talk to him drop hints about the dance like, "Did you hear there's a dance coming up?" Try this and hopefully it will get you over this whole embarrassment thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Laffattack~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8907225623880666569-1549689085113371046?l=istudents-hms-gossip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://istudents-hms-gossip.blogspot.com/feeds/1549689085113371046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8907225623880666569&amp;postID=1549689085113371046' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8907225623880666569/posts/default/1549689085113371046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8907225623880666569/posts/default/1549689085113371046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://istudents-hms-gossip.blogspot.com/2007/11/why-am-i-still-embarrassed.html' title='Embarrassed GF'/><author><name>Laffattck</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18039158225587352474</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ajOYWqPAGSI/STRlCr_F3ZI/AAAAAAAAABM/8UuJ60PxsWc/S220/me+pic.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8907225623880666569.post-8643629755143741893</id><published>2007-11-07T19:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-07T20:03:09.134-05:00</updated><title type='text'>More Than A Friend</title><content type='html'>I have many friends that are     s and one of them I think of as more than just a friend. I really like her but I don't want to ruin our relationship. What should I do?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;?!?!?!?!?!?person&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Advice:&lt;br /&gt;I've had the same problem before where I've liked some of my guy friends. Its totally normal. You probably like this      because you and her have become so close that you've realized how great she is. I would just take it slow. Don't rush. Also she might feel the same way about you. If you to are really close it just might work out. Hang in there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Laffattack~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8907225623880666569-8643629755143741893?l=istudents-hms-gossip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://istudents-hms-gossip.blogspot.com/feeds/8643629755143741893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8907225623880666569&amp;postID=8643629755143741893' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8907225623880666569/posts/default/8643629755143741893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8907225623880666569/posts/default/8643629755143741893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://istudents-hms-gossip.blogspot.com/2007/11/more-than-friend.html' title='More Than A Friend'/><author><name>Laffattck</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18039158225587352474</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ajOYWqPAGSI/STRlCr_F3ZI/AAAAAAAAABM/8UuJ60PxsWc/S220/me+pic.bmp'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8907225623880666569.post-7055111252752285318</id><published>2007-11-07T19:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-07T20:16:03.643-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Speechless</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I really like this girl but every time I go up to her I say something stupid. She thinks that it's funny but I want her to think of me as more than a funny guy. Help!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speechless&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Idea:&lt;br /&gt;Try practicing what you are going to say before you say it. Hang out with her more and get more comfortable around her. You're probably just nervous about talking to her. Also its ok to be funny around a girl. [Note from Silly: We love it when a guy makes us laugh! =] ]A sense of humor is a good thing. Just try to practice what your going to say on your friends, although I would warn them before talking to them the way you would talk to this .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Laffatack&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8907225623880666569-7055111252752285318?l=istudents-hms-gossip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://istudents-hms-gossip.blogspot.com/feeds/7055111252752285318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8907225623880666569&amp;postID=7055111252752285318' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8907225623880666569/posts/default/7055111252752285318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8907225623880666569/posts/default/7055111252752285318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://istudents-hms-gossip.blogspot.com/2007/11/speechless.html' title='Speechless'/><author><name>Laffattck</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18039158225587352474</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='17' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ajOYWqPAGSI/STRlCr_F3ZI/AAAAAAAAABM/8UuJ60PxsWc/S220/me+pic.bmp'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8907225623880666569.post-6888672052216589427</id><published>2007-11-06T19:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-06T19:40:12.858-05:00</updated><title type='text'>One Rude Attitude</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;There is this girl who is friends with my friend, but she really hates me. I've tried all I can do to be friends with her, but she still hates me. What should I do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;    ~Hopeful Person&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;      Here's my advice:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I've had this problem before, so I know what you should do.Sometimes there are people in our life that are friends with our friends. We don't always have to be friends with everyone. If you've tried to be her friend, just be nice to her,she might be annoyed that you're trying so hard. Hang back, be nice, but not in her face. If you two are meant to be friends it will happen naturally. If not, then just accept it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;----SuzieQ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8907225623880666569-6888672052216589427?l=istudents-hms-gossip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://istudents-hms-gossip.blogspot.com/feeds/6888672052216589427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8907225623880666569&amp;postID=6888672052216589427' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8907225623880666569/posts/default/6888672052216589427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8907225623880666569/posts/default/6888672052216589427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://istudents-hms-gossip.blogspot.com/2007/11/one-rude-attitude.html' title='One Rude Attitude'/><author><name>Susannah</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8907225623880666569.post-2696894480556046384</id><published>2007-11-06T17:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-06T17:46:47.899-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Same Guy</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Problem:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like the same guy as my Best Friend. She's been my best friend for a while now and i don't want to lose our friendship. The thing is this guy is really cool and i really like him. What should i do? I like my friend but I also really like this guy.&lt;br /&gt;HELP!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Confuzzled Person&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My Ideas:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. You stop liking the guy. Never let a guy harm your friendship.&lt;br /&gt;2. Tell your friend how you feel. Also tell her that you won't mind if her and this guy go out as long as she doesn't mind if its the same for you.&lt;br /&gt;3. Decide which is more important, a boy who you'll only sit at lunch with for 2 weeks or a friend who will be there for you when you and him break up? Always choose friends over a guy.(unless you to have been going out forever). Friends can talk to you about things that a guy will never understand.&lt;br /&gt;4. If you really like this guy decide how good of a friend this friend is. Should you go out with this guy? If the friend was a good friend though she would support you in whatever you do. She has everyright to get upset but give her time, if she's a true friend she'll end up being happy for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Readers:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See if you have any ideas on how to help, in case this problem ever occurs to you or your friends!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-turtle lover SAB&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Note from Silly: The advice column will work the same way as Ask Gabby, only the person writing the article can give advice in the article, too.]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8907225623880666569-2696894480556046384?l=istudents-hms-gossip.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://istudents-hms-gossip.blogspot.com/feeds/2696894480556046384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8907225623880666569&amp;postID=2696894480556046384' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8907225623880666569/posts/default/2696894480556046384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8907225623880666569/posts/default/2696894480556046384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://istudents-hms-gossip.blogspot.com/2007/11/same-guy.html' title='Same Guy'/><author><name>Sylvia♥</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_G7Ak7exAOtE/S5mWQvkNYvI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/mixH2tfcs1E/S220/loganlerman.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
