<?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-5149926</id><updated>2011-04-21T11:13:52.222-07:00</updated><title type='text'>thoughts</title><subtitle type='html'>don't feel like writing a description cause i don't know yet</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cassiewilson.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5149926/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cassiewilson.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>cassie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00853698657378313037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>18</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5149926.post-106695066016246116</id><published>2003-10-23T16:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-10-23T16:12:39.636-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hi.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there that's for you joel&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5149926-106695066016246116?l=cassiewilson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5149926/posts/default/106695066016246116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5149926/posts/default/106695066016246116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cassiewilson.blogspot.com/2003_10_19_archive.html#106695066016246116' title=''/><author><name>cassie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00853698657378313037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5149926.post-106174609882237670</id><published>2003-08-24T10:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-08-24T10:28:18.836-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh wow, i haven't written in a long time.  i now live in KY.  that is really weird to me, but i love it here.  i miss my family and friends back home in TX, but everything here has been such a blessing so far that it is impossible for me to want to be anywhere else.  God has done such amazing things for me in my first week here that there is no doubt in my mind that i am where i'm supposed to be.  all the small problems i have had so far have either been worked out, or have become nothing to me.  i praise Jesus for bringing me this far in my life and i pray that he will guide me the rest of my way however long it should be and wherever he may lead.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5149926-106174609882237670?l=cassiewilson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5149926/posts/default/106174609882237670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5149926/posts/default/106174609882237670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cassiewilson.blogspot.com/2003_08_24_archive.html#106174609882237670' title=''/><author><name>cassie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00853698657378313037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5149926.post-106050241041161774</id><published>2003-08-10T01:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-08-10T01:00:10.386-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so i'm leavin in less than a week. be seeing you...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5149926-106050241041161774?l=cassiewilson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5149926/posts/default/106050241041161774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5149926/posts/default/106050241041161774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cassiewilson.blogspot.com/2003_08_10_archive.html#106050241041161774' title=''/><author><name>cassie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00853698657378313037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5149926.post-105916415544930459</id><published>2003-07-25T13:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-07-25T13:15:55.433-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>now that i've posted the how to become a Christian part, i'd like to vent a little about some people who claim to be Christians.  When you say you are a Christian, you should act like one.  Now, everyone makes mistakes, but i mean for me meeting Jesus was the single greatest event of my life and it changed me when i got serious about Him.  If you have not been SERIOUSLY affected by your encounter with God then either you're not human or you haven't truly experienced Him.  Everyone makes mistakes...i mean everyone knows i'm FAR from perfect, i've made my share of mistakes, but i've repented and moved on, and i continue to do so whenever i screw up.  this isn't about making mistakes.  This is about those people who think they can just sit there and say they're a Christian and do nothing about it and think that's cool.  If you're a Christian, stand up for what you believe in and be a man about it.  (or woman as the case may be)  anyways, i'll get off my pedastool...but i don't wanna see any of my friends or even enemies end up in hell because i couldn't take the time out of my precious day to talk to them, and i hope you feel the same way.  i'll be seeing you....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5149926-105916415544930459?l=cassiewilson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5149926/posts/default/105916415544930459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5149926/posts/default/105916415544930459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cassiewilson.blogspot.com/2003_07_20_archive.html#105916415544930459' title=''/><author><name>cassie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00853698657378313037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5149926.post-105916329832356478</id><published>2003-07-25T13:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-07-25T13:03:54.500-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so...people always tell me to add to this thing, but i don't really know what to put.  i will put this...Jesus Christ is my Lord and Savior.  He died on the cross to save us from our sins.  no matter what we do wrong, God will always forgive us so long as we ask.  All you have to know to become a christian is that Jesus died to save everyone even you, and you have to accept him as your Savior and commit yourself to him wholly.  If you would like to know more about being a Christian i would be happy to talk to you.  Be seeing you....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5149926-105916329832356478?l=cassiewilson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5149926/posts/default/105916329832356478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5149926/posts/default/105916329832356478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cassiewilson.blogspot.com/2003_07_20_archive.html#105916329832356478' title=''/><author><name>cassie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00853698657378313037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5149926.post-105694158297423586</id><published>2003-06-29T19:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-06-29T19:53:02.823-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok so i got a new bible which may seem trivial to some people...but i am really excited about it.  i also got a book on rich mullins.  for those of you who don't know he's a songwriter...if you know the song "our God is an awesome God" that's his.  i started reading the book and i got excited so i wrote a song.  i wrote the words and my brother is writing the music and we're going to sing it in church which i think is really exciting.  anyways...GOD IS AWESOME!!!! i'll be seeing you!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5149926-105694158297423586?l=cassiewilson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5149926/posts/default/105694158297423586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5149926/posts/default/105694158297423586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cassiewilson.blogspot.com/2003_06_29_archive.html#105694158297423586' title=''/><author><name>cassie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00853698657378313037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5149926.post-105694111760022031</id><published>2003-06-29T19:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-06-29T19:45:17.470-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>well, the time is fast approaching...i will soon be a kentuckian(is that even a word?).  but anyways...it's weird how you get to know people at the most inopportune times.  it sucks to begin a friendship just as you're leaving for college.  however, as much as it sucks to have so little time to get to know a person...i'm very glad that i have taken that time.  i would suggest always making time for people even if you don't think you'd be friends.  ok so i'm off my soap box.  i'll be seeing you...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5149926-105694111760022031?l=cassiewilson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5149926/posts/default/105694111760022031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5149926/posts/default/105694111760022031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cassiewilson.blogspot.com/2003_06_29_archive.html#105694111760022031' title=''/><author><name>cassie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00853698657378313037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5149926.post-95319829</id><published>2003-06-05T00:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-06-05T00:05:12.530-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i want to go now. the longer i'm here the sooner i wish i was going. be seeing you...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5149926-95319829?l=cassiewilson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5149926/posts/default/95319829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5149926/posts/default/95319829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cassiewilson.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#95319829' title=''/><author><name>cassie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00853698657378313037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5149926.post-95273919</id><published>2003-06-04T00:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-06-04T00:10:39.046-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so yeah, i'm no longer upset..with a few exceptions, i can't wait to get away and start fresh.  i'll miss my friends, but there are a lot more things i'm glad to be getting away from than i thought there would be.  i'm glad to go.  i just wish i could take a couple people with me...you know who you are.  anyways...i love ya and i'll be seeing you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5149926-95273919?l=cassiewilson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5149926/posts/default/95273919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5149926/posts/default/95273919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cassiewilson.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#95273919' title=''/><author><name>cassie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00853698657378313037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5149926.post-94771041</id><published>2003-05-22T21:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-05-22T21:30:58.453-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok, so graduation is fast approaching and i'm really upset about that.  i want so much to move on with my life, but i want to skip the transition process and the painful part and move on to the good part of life.  i suppose that's how it always is whenever there is pain in life, but the thought of losing touch with my best friends almost makes me sick, but we all suck at keeping in touch so i don't know what will end up happening.  i want all of you to know though that i love you dearly, and i'm gonna miss you guys so much.  even just sitting here at my computer writing this i'm about to cry.  you guys have helped me through so much crap, and without you i wouldn't be the person i am.  if you're reading this now, i love youand....i'll be seeing you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5149926-94771041?l=cassiewilson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5149926/posts/default/94771041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5149926/posts/default/94771041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cassiewilson.blogspot.com/2003_05_18_archive.html#94771041' title=''/><author><name>cassie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00853698657378313037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5149926.post-93906593</id><published>2003-05-06T21:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-05-06T21:03:13.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so i got a really cool present for my birthday, then it died.  i miss my crab, he was my favorite.  life is full of disappointments, get over it. i'll be seeing you..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5149926-93906593?l=cassiewilson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5149926/posts/default/93906593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5149926/posts/default/93906593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cassiewilson.blogspot.com/2003_05_04_archive.html#93906593' title=''/><author><name>cassie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00853698657378313037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5149926.post-93557948</id><published>2003-04-30T15:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-04-30T15:27:03.073-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i always thought that graduating from high school would be so liberating, and so easy, and to some degree it is. on the other hand, there is so much here i don't want to leave behind.  for a while now i've been comparing how i feel about leaving to some of my friends and how some of my college friends felt before they went, and i seem to be the most upset about it.  when i ask myself why, the only thing that comes to mind is that i have something that a lot of my friends never did.  a place to belong.  i have really enjoyed band for the last 7 years and it really upsets me to know that i will never play with you guys again.  music has always been a major force in my life, and being able to be a part of an organization where we could create such wonderful music has made a lasting impression on my life, so not to sound corny, but if you're getting the opportunity to come back next year, please PLEASE don't take t for granted.  make it worth your effort. i'm tired so i'll be seeing you, but keep in mind what i said...i really meant it....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5149926-93557948?l=cassiewilson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5149926/posts/default/93557948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5149926/posts/default/93557948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cassiewilson.blogspot.com/2003_04_27_archive.html#93557948' title=''/><author><name>cassie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00853698657378313037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5149926.post-91759732</id><published>2003-03-31T21:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-03-31T21:51:31.966-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I LOVE YOU JENNNNNN!!!!!!!!!  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5149926-91759732?l=cassiewilson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5149926/posts/default/91759732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5149926/posts/default/91759732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cassiewilson.blogspot.com/2003_03_30_archive.html#91759732' title=''/><author><name>cassie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00853698657378313037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5149926.post-91759113</id><published>2003-03-31T21:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-03-31T21:39:59.483-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok, so today didn't go so well...i am extremely confused, and i had a terrible night at work last night..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but, despite all that, i am trying to focus on the fact that i am grateful that i have been given so much, and that God continues to bless me day by day.  if i lose sight of that, i would go back to being the old unhappy cassie...which would be very not good.  i will just be happy that my turtle is not dead!!  i thought he died, bu i was wrong:)  anyways...i'll be seeing you..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5149926-91759113?l=cassiewilson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5149926/posts/default/91759113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5149926/posts/default/91759113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cassiewilson.blogspot.com/2003_03_30_archive.html#91759113' title=''/><author><name>cassie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00853698657378313037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5149926.post-91639852</id><published>2003-03-29T23:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-03-29T23:06:38.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so my life is confusing.  one minute i thinkone thing and the next i find i'm trying to convince myself otherwise.  there are only a couple things i'm sure of, the rest is all a mystery...i'm sure that i want to be a missionary and go to college in KY:) but other than that...people and situations confuse the crap out of me.there are certain people i'm just never sure what they think of me, and it's some of the people whose opinions i value the most. i suppose their opinions shouldn't matter to me at all,but for some reason they do, and i can't help but be bothered by my own uncertainty.  well anyways, i'm done pondering, so i'll be seeing you.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh by the way....alfred is AWESOME!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and travis is a party pooper:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5149926-91639852?l=cassiewilson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5149926/posts/default/91639852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5149926/posts/default/91639852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cassiewilson.blogspot.com/2003_03_23_archive.html#91639852' title=''/><author><name>cassie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00853698657378313037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5149926.post-91528519</id><published>2003-03-27T21:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-04-30T15:14:51.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so today was a good day. this guy at work called me beautiful and that made me feel special...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the only reason i thought of writing in this thing is cause travis asked mehow come i never do...well here ya go, today i learned that i'm happier alone:).&lt;br /&gt;ok,i'm done...i'll be seeing you!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5149926-91528519?l=cassiewilson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5149926/posts/default/91528519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5149926/posts/default/91528519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cassiewilson.blogspot.com/2003_03_23_archive.html#91528519' title=''/><author><name>cassie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00853698657378313037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5149926.post-90556005</id><published>2003-03-11T17:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-03-11T17:12:17.873-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today i quit teaching lessons...i have never felt so liberated in my entire life.  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5149926-90556005?l=cassiewilson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5149926/posts/default/90556005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5149926/posts/default/90556005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cassiewilson.blogspot.com/2003_03_09_archive.html#90556005' title=''/><author><name>cassie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00853698657378313037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5149926.post-90484050</id><published>2003-03-10T15:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-03-10T15:05:20.500-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sometimes i wonder about people...i mean i wonder why they say one thing and do another.  i never have understood that.  i mean think about it...if you tell a person you will do one thing to avoid hurting them, and then do another thing...you end up hurting them anyways, and you come off like a jerk whereas if you just admit from the beginning that you aren't willing to do it you may hurt the person, but at least in the meantime you are honest.  ok well, i just thought that would be an interesting thing for you to ponder.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5149926-90484050?l=cassiewilson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5149926/posts/default/90484050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5149926/posts/default/90484050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cassiewilson.blogspot.com/2003_03_09_archive.html#90484050' 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