<?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-5312119</id><updated>2011-04-21T22:57:25.398-05:00</updated><title type='text'>From the Diary of Duchess Witherington</title><subtitle type='html'>An old tyme girl in the modern day world</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duchesswitherington.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5312119/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duchesswitherington.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>~*Duchess*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05354004809225772276</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>60</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5312119.post-116054729540472201</id><published>2006-10-11T01:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-11T01:14:55.416-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Opera Kid</title><summary type='text'>While surfing around the net on YouTube I decided to look for a bit of opera and came upon "Hilarious video of a kid singing Opera music on stage." Now after I saw this, although some people will think this is funny... like jamie, I found myself in awe. Not that I have never seen a kid with amazing falsetto, but today I sat in on the Opera Studies class and they listened to a women do this aria. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duchesswitherington.blogspot.com/feeds/116054729540472201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5312119&amp;postID=116054729540472201&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5312119/posts/default/116054729540472201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5312119/posts/default/116054729540472201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duchesswitherington.blogspot.com/2006/10/opera-kid.html' title='Opera Kid'/><author><name>~*Duchess*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05354004809225772276</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><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5312119.post-116024130249837468</id><published>2006-10-07T11:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-07T15:43:50.530-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanks Giving</title><summary type='text'>I'm back.... ok I've been back for a couple weeks, but it's been a crazy couple of weeks. I met a guy, I've had a lot of practicing to do for a festival coming up and a Masterclass, so this has as usual fallen to the back burner.So it's Thanksgiving again and what better time than now to tell what I am thankful for. I am thankful that I have such awesome friends, one of whom called me yesterday *</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duchesswitherington.blogspot.com/feeds/116024130249837468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5312119&amp;postID=116024130249837468&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5312119/posts/default/116024130249837468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5312119/posts/default/116024130249837468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duchesswitherington.blogspot.com/2006/10/thanks-giving.html' title='Thanks Giving'/><author><name>~*Duchess*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05354004809225772276</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5312119.post-115876415678132754</id><published>2006-09-20T09:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-09-20T10:03:26.086-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Wednesday before</title><summary type='text'>My stomach has been in knots for the last couple days because I am overexcited about going to vising Jamie and Kate and Colin, some random people and the long awaited RANCH!. Too excited am I. There was only one time before that I made the long and interesting trip by Go bus (then train and then another bus), this time I am going to ride in comfort. Something as luxurious as a horse drawn </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duchesswitherington.blogspot.com/feeds/115876415678132754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5312119&amp;postID=115876415678132754&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5312119/posts/default/115876415678132754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5312119/posts/default/115876415678132754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duchesswitherington.blogspot.com/2006/09/wednesday-before.html' title='The Wednesday before'/><author><name>~*Duchess*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05354004809225772276</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><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5312119.post-115794940392022579</id><published>2006-09-10T23:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-09-15T11:58:40.123-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Written a couple days ago...forgot to post.</title><summary type='text'>Someone said this today and it really struck a cord. Her situation is not very desireable, to be honest it is downright terrible all because of a guy who feels it that, after only one and a half years of marrige, and a child, it might be better to "explore life as a single male". One would think she would be extremely mad, to the point where she is burning all of his clothes in a bonfire in his </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duchesswitherington.blogspot.com/feeds/115794940392022579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5312119&amp;postID=115794940392022579&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5312119/posts/default/115794940392022579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5312119/posts/default/115794940392022579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duchesswitherington.blogspot.com/2006/09/written-couple-days-agoforgot-to-post.html' title='Written a couple days ago...forgot to post.'/><author><name>~*Duchess*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05354004809225772276</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><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5312119.post-115725006673811404</id><published>2006-09-02T21:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-09-03T00:59:19.856-05:00</updated><title type='text'>And now for something different</title><summary type='text'>My last day of work was yesterday. Finally I am free.... but now what to do? I know that school is starting, but my uncle has just made me realize that I REALLY wasted all my money this summer because I had it. I currently have 49$ in my bank account... I had such high hopes and plans to save, but instead I had a kick ass summer.... So maybe not all was lost.So I am the only one who starts school</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duchesswitherington.blogspot.com/feeds/115725006673811404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5312119&amp;postID=115725006673811404&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5312119/posts/default/115725006673811404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5312119/posts/default/115725006673811404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duchesswitherington.blogspot.com/2006/09/and-now-for-something-different.html' title='And now for something different'/><author><name>~*Duchess*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05354004809225772276</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><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5312119.post-115634264126948065</id><published>2006-08-23T09:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-08-24T15:34:18.766-05:00</updated><title type='text'>To buy or not to buy</title><summary type='text'>There is an edition of an XBox mag that has trial copies of a couple of games and one of which is F.E.A.R. It is taking all of my willpower to not rush back down there and buy it.  We all know what it going to happen though.. and when it does we all know who will be called (ahem jamie ahem), simply because I can't face it alone. The title says it all...More to come... have to go to dinner with a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duchesswitherington.blogspot.com/feeds/115634264126948065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5312119&amp;postID=115634264126948065&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5312119/posts/default/115634264126948065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5312119/posts/default/115634264126948065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duchesswitherington.blogspot.com/2006/08/to-buy-or-not-to-buy.html' title='To buy or not to buy'/><author><name>~*Duchess*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05354004809225772276</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><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5312119.post-115593218806267925</id><published>2006-08-18T13:49:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2006-08-18T15:18:31.423-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Downtown</title><summary type='text'>Picture this:Walking out of a Second Cup into the bright sunlight only to be almost run down by a stringy haired man pushing a beat-up bike and a crackhead swinging her arms randomly behind her back as she strolls- think Voldo from Soul Caliber type stance. Not that I make it a practice to listen in on other people conversations (lies), but this one could not be avoided and stopped me mid pull of</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duchesswitherington.blogspot.com/feeds/115593218806267925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5312119&amp;postID=115593218806267925&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5312119/posts/default/115593218806267925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5312119/posts/default/115593218806267925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duchesswitherington.blogspot.com/2006/08/downtown.html' title='Downtown'/><author><name>~*Duchess*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05354004809225772276</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5312119.post-113252251814844064</id><published>2005-11-20T14:38:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-11-20T15:36:46.190-06:00</updated><title type='text'>When you get the choice to sit it out or dance.....</title><summary type='text'>Sure I'm at school.. studying a disipline that will take years to properly develop and people say I'm good enough to go all the way. Taking that to heart, I'm trying my best, really working on myself musically, studying the pieces and taking on more pieces that I really need right now, but that's fine. It's fun, interesting and my love for music is making it easy.But do I really want to teach </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duchesswitherington.blogspot.com/feeds/113252251814844064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5312119&amp;postID=113252251814844064&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5312119/posts/default/113252251814844064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5312119/posts/default/113252251814844064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duchesswitherington.blogspot.com/2005/11/when-you-get-choice-to-sit-it-out-or.html' title='When you get the choice to sit it out or dance.....'/><author><name>~*Duchess*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05354004809225772276</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><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5312119.post-110053861829116813</id><published>2004-11-15T11:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-11-30T01:34:01.410-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Life's supposed to be hard </title><summary type='text'>funny that i should come back the this.. my origional journl... but i doubt i will even use it for long. maybe just once in a while to write stories and think out things.lately i have been thinking a lot about my future and where i want to be in 20 years, and i realize i can't see myself in being 39. i know my origional plan was to get married and have kids but i just don't see it happening the</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duchesswitherington.blogspot.com/feeds/110053861829116813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5312119&amp;postID=110053861829116813&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5312119/posts/default/110053861829116813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5312119/posts/default/110053861829116813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duchesswitherington.blogspot.com/2004/11/lifes-supposed-to-be-hard.html' title='Life&apos;s supposed to be hard '/><author><name>~*Duchess*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05354004809225772276</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5312119.post-106670656004461622</id><published>2003-10-20T22:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-20T16:01:24.723-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Oratorio</title><summary type='text'>well i think i get it now. maybe im not ready to have a boyfriend? maybe im forcing my hand to much. after that heart pummeling post i put in yesterday i felt odd... as i don't feel that i really let out my inner feelings to often... and if i did they would probably change the way people looked at me. im not that happy-go-lucky girl that everyone thinks... but i would rather be that person. and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5312119/posts/default/106670656004461622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5312119/posts/default/106670656004461622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duchesswitherington.blogspot.com/2003/10/oratorio.html' title='Oratorio'/><author><name>~*Duchess*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05354004809225772276</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-5312119.post-106661535831538688</id><published>2003-10-19T21:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-20T16:01:48.673-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A Life...</title><summary type='text'>i just have one question. Why?why don't i ever get the guywhy am i always the one left outwhy am i the one setting people up yet im still alonewhy am i always helping people out but never get helped in returnwhy is it that whenever i like some one there is always no chanceFOR THE LOVE OF GOD!!! i just want someone to love... well maybe not to love right yet... as it would be the beginning of the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5312119/posts/default/106661535831538688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5312119/posts/default/106661535831538688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duchesswitherington.blogspot.com/2003/10/life.html' title='A Life...'/><author><name>~*Duchess*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05354004809225772276</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-5312119.post-106594031971885342</id><published>2003-10-12T02:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-20T16:02:04.016-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Where's the LOVE?!</title><summary type='text'>i want to be where the green grass grows... oh wait i am... the suburbs... oh happy happy suburbs.... oh look at that light... oh it's just my optical mouse... oh how happy i am with this new mouse... and i gotta love my computer is fixed... why is it what when there are multiple mice (the animal) they are called mice but if it is the attachment to the computer it is called mouses? must be the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5312119/posts/default/106594031971885342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5312119/posts/default/106594031971885342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duchesswitherington.blogspot.com/2003/10/wheres-love_12.html' title='Where&apos;s the LOVE?!'/><author><name>~*Duchess*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05354004809225772276</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-5312119.post-106570520206249801</id><published>2003-10-09T08:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-20T16:03:41.100-06:00</updated><title type='text'>SUGGESTIVE SMILE THIS!!!!!</title><summary type='text'>You're the suggestive grin,mostly used whileflirting and accompanied by the come-hitherlook.You're either an attention hog or way tooinsecure to not be in the spotlight at alltimes.No one can quite tell.Calm down and learnto be regular,ya perv.What Kind of Smile are You?brought to you by Quizillayes.... you want some of this!!! OH YEA.... FUCK ME BABY!!!! COME HITHER AND FUCK ME!!!!!! AHHHHHHHHHH</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5312119/posts/default/106570520206249801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5312119/posts/default/106570520206249801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duchesswitherington.blogspot.com/2003/10/suggestive-smile-this.html' title='SUGGESTIVE SMILE THIS!!!!!'/><author><name>~*Duchess*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05354004809225772276</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-5312119.post-106562596613120462</id><published>2003-10-08T10:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-20T16:04:07.460-06:00</updated><title type='text'>"SIGH* This is for the boy....</title><summary type='text'>so yea.... i haven't posetd in awhile huh.... and you say you wanna hear more... well here we go....so ryan jones is gone.. for those of you that don't know (Tay, Kate....? i told you.) yea he was now trying to hit on one of my friends, who immediatly came back ot me and tld me what he said.... HE FUCKING PROPOSITIONED HER FOR SEX! how low does one get.... my friend... i introduced her to him. it</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5312119/posts/default/106562596613120462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5312119/posts/default/106562596613120462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duchesswitherington.blogspot.com/2003/10/sigh-this-is-for-boy.html' title='&quot;SIGH* This is for the boy....'/><author><name>~*Duchess*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05354004809225772276</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-5312119.post-106437729828343100</id><published>2003-09-23T23:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-20T16:04:32.676-06:00</updated><title type='text'>ODE TO MY WOOL</title><summary type='text'>so scratchy and black, you warmed my back. with sleves so long, just like liam's shlong. so comfortable to wear, never messed up my hair... except for the time in the back of marks red cavalier. but now you are gone and the good times... so long...so long to that wonderful shlong.. i mean jacketmood: RIP to my wonderful floor length jacket, that saw it's untimly demise as it shrunk in the washing</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5312119/posts/default/106437729828343100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5312119/posts/default/106437729828343100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duchesswitherington.blogspot.com/2003/09/ode-to-my-wool.html' title='ODE TO MY WOOL'/><author><name>~*Duchess*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05354004809225772276</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-5312119.post-106404138022809295</id><published>2003-09-20T02:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-20T16:04:53.376-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I AM A WOMAN... HEAR ME ROAR...</title><summary type='text'>YAY... the comments are back. I .... yes me.... i have put the comments back onto my blog. please grovel at my feet now. I am empowered. I have been let loose like the demons from pandora box. I have been let loose the wreak havoc over the pesants of this earth. I have been let loose with and iron fist, with flailing arms, shreaking voice. I AM A WOMAN....HEAR ME ROARBut now it's time to go to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5312119/posts/default/106404138022809295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5312119/posts/default/106404138022809295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duchesswitherington.blogspot.com/2003/09/i-am-woman-hear-me-roar.html' title='I AM A WOMAN... HEAR ME ROAR...'/><author><name>~*Duchess*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05354004809225772276</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-5312119.post-106398929938375602</id><published>2003-09-19T11:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-09-19T11:35:00.883-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>PUB NIGHT AT THE ABso i am now in the full swing of things at school. the courses aren't babying me anymore and i sit listening to the professer droning on about something, i either already know or don't really understand (depending on the class), and i find myself wondering to myself if i really want to be a university.... but then i look to my sides and see Shannon and Gabby (my other 2 </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duchesswitherington.blogspot.com/feeds/106398929938375602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5312119&amp;postID=106398929938375602&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5312119/posts/default/106398929938375602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5312119/posts/default/106398929938375602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duchesswitherington.blogspot.com/2003/09/pub-night-at-ab-so-i-am-now-in-full.html' title=''/><author><name>~*Duchess*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05354004809225772276</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5312119.post-106308159467326741</id><published>2003-09-08T23:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-09-08T23:26:34.630-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Man was frosh ever fun i didn't have time for anything else!!! this is not a normal blog this i a sidebar to keep the blogging coming... wouldn't want to slump back into the previous blog pattern.why is there never a mcdonalds where i want it to be..... im starving!!!!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duchesswitherington.blogspot.com/feeds/106308159467326741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5312119&amp;postID=106308159467326741&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5312119/posts/default/106308159467326741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5312119/posts/default/106308159467326741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duchesswitherington.blogspot.com/2003/09/man-was-frosh-ever-fun-i-didnt-have.html' title=''/><author><name>~*Duchess*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05354004809225772276</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5312119.post-106235600504668611</id><published>2003-08-31T13:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-08-31T13:53:24.926-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The Dawning Of A New Timethis is my final post on this subject. i totally swear.Dear Friends:                     we have gathered together so much in the last couple months, our slight group of six. a group where there isn't constantly disagreements, many secret feuds, and annoying company. it seems that we have been through so much, little inside jokes, fun times, and just relaxation. of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duchesswitherington.blogspot.com/feeds/106235600504668611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5312119&amp;postID=106235600504668611&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5312119/posts/default/106235600504668611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5312119/posts/default/106235600504668611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duchesswitherington.blogspot.com/2003/08/dawning-of-new-time-this-is-my-final.html' title=''/><author><name>~*Duchess*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05354004809225772276</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5312119.post-106222376300789711</id><published>2003-08-30T01:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-08-30T01:09:23.036-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>PIGS IN SPACE-ace-aceahhh.....the muppets really were the backbone of society in the 70's.... well at least it would have been to me if i was alive at that time. but for me it brought back all the memories of the commercials for Muppets Yogurt, and who didn't love that?! i really think they should bring that back... and the yogurt that came with the granola in an cup on the top, and you mixed </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duchesswitherington.blogspot.com/feeds/106222376300789711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5312119&amp;postID=106222376300789711&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5312119/posts/default/106222376300789711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5312119/posts/default/106222376300789711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duchesswitherington.blogspot.com/2003/08/pigs-in-space-ace-ace-ahhh.html' title=''/><author><name>~*Duchess*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05354004809225772276</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><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5312119.post-106210850205723613</id><published>2003-08-28T17:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-08-28T17:08:22.090-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The Kissjust looking at this new set up for writing the blog..... snazy... oh baby.but not the point.well my computer was busted for the last 3 days.... GRRRR i was soooo mad! and to think the solution was so damnd easy. CALL THE ROGERS GUYS!!! oh man! what a waste! ahh well thanks colin for you valient effort.*oh sigh* this kiss... this kiss. FINALLY i saw him....he pulled up in his car </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duchesswitherington.blogspot.com/feeds/106210850205723613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5312119&amp;postID=106210850205723613&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5312119/posts/default/106210850205723613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5312119/posts/default/106210850205723613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duchesswitherington.blogspot.com/2003/08/kiss-just-looking-at-this-new-set-up.html' title=''/><author><name>~*Duchess*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05354004809225772276</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5312119.post-106178828917541001</id><published>2003-08-25T00:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-08-25T00:11:29.176-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The Winds of Change Are Blowingif one were to talk about hilarious movies... they would most deffly say bringing down the house... peace ta you ma nigeress.... but when it comes to acting ..... Freddy vs Jason really takes the cake. that is the most hilarious thing i have ever seen. the laughs never stop.... and if your kate neither do the screams. that loveable kate aka the bitch driver. my </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duchesswitherington.blogspot.com/feeds/106178828917541001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5312119&amp;postID=106178828917541001&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5312119/posts/default/106178828917541001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5312119/posts/default/106178828917541001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duchesswitherington.blogspot.com/2003/08/winds-of-change-are-blowing-if-one.html' title=''/><author><name>~*Duchess*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05354004809225772276</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5312119.post-106166266227437784</id><published>2003-08-23T13:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-08-23T13:17:42.280-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hee!  You are Jack's "You have to findyourself a girl, mate ... you're not a eunuch,are you?" speech.  You're quite a bit sex-crazed, and you assume that everyone else is ashorny as you are.  Get it on as soon aspossible so that you can join the rest of us onPlanet Earth ... I'm sure you'll have a goodtime doing so. Which one of Captain Jack Sparrow's bizarre sayings from Pirates of the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duchesswitherington.blogspot.com/feeds/106166266227437784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5312119&amp;postID=106166266227437784&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5312119/posts/default/106166266227437784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5312119/posts/default/106166266227437784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duchesswitherington.blogspot.com/2003/08/hee-you-are-jacks-you-have-to.html' title=''/><author><name>~*Duchess*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05354004809225772276</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5312119.post-10616625918600222</id><published>2003-08-23T13:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-08-23T13:16:31.863-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hee!  You are Jack's "You have to findyourself a girl, mate ... you're not a eunuch,are you?" speech.  You're quite a bit sex-crazed, and you assume that everyone else is ashorny as you are.  Get it on as soon aspossible so that you can join the rest of us onPlanet Earth ... I'm sure you'll have a goodtime doing so. Which one of Captain Jack Sparrow's bizarre sayings from Pirates of the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duchesswitherington.blogspot.com/feeds/10616625918600222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5312119&amp;postID=10616625918600222&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5312119/posts/default/10616625918600222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5312119/posts/default/10616625918600222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duchesswitherington.blogspot.com/2003/08/hee-you-are-jacks-you-have-to_23.html' title=''/><author><name>~*Duchess*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05354004809225772276</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5312119.post-106165860641716220</id><published>2003-08-23T12:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-08-23T12:10:06.416-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>RUNAWAY... and open up my mind*sigh* the parents come home today. i must now get off the computer by 2 as opposed to 4 or 5 in the morning. more work around the house. but i guess i might be able to get out of that by work and then i NEED to do my back to school shopping. gonna have to do that this week. dammit does someone want to clean my house for me?!?!?!so... my friends are leaving me </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duchesswitherington.blogspot.com/feeds/106165860641716220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5312119&amp;postID=106165860641716220&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5312119/posts/default/106165860641716220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5312119/posts/default/106165860641716220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duchesswitherington.blogspot.com/2003/08/runaway.html' title=''/><author><name>~*Duchess*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05354004809225772276</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5312119.post-106153646879088433</id><published>2003-08-22T02:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-08-22T02:14:28.796-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i feel the poem needs to be by itself free from the rest of my thoughts so there it is.mood:tired but still enough energy to talkmusic: my mind is actually currently blank (for once)random thought of the day: your QUEEN has arrived. Roll out the RED carpet and SOUND the trumpets. Your diliverance has come AT LAST.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duchesswitherington.blogspot.com/feeds/106153646879088433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5312119&amp;postID=106153646879088433&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5312119/posts/default/106153646879088433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5312119/posts/default/106153646879088433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duchesswitherington.blogspot.com/2003/08/i-feel-poem-needs-to-be-by-itself-free.html' title=''/><author><name>~*Duchess*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05354004809225772276</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5312119.post-106153551186183798</id><published>2003-08-22T01:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-08-22T01:58:31.686-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>a broken treewarm drops fall to the already dreanched earth,tears from above.a body is rocked by the unspeakable force,emotions strong as a gale of wind.an unstoppable shaking,the branches, the leaves, the hands.the roots of the tree, the very heart, broken; lost to the pain and anger within.where is the gardener now?the one to take care of all the inner needs?where is the gardener </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duchesswitherington.blogspot.com/feeds/106153551186183798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5312119&amp;postID=106153551186183798&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5312119/posts/default/106153551186183798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5312119/posts/default/106153551186183798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duchesswitherington.blogspot.com/2003/08/broken-tree-warm-drops-fall-to-already.html' title=''/><author><name>~*Duchess*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05354004809225772276</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5312119.post-106140209643278222</id><published>2003-08-20T12:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-08-20T12:54:56.260-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ring-a Ring-a Rosynow this is just getting for bad to worse. i haven't updated this damned diary in forever. i knew this would happen ... i am completely unreliable. we were looking at some friends blogs and i realized... i haven't been on here in such a long time. but whatever im here now.i never really thought that girls night could actually play out like you see in the movies. but last </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duchesswitherington.blogspot.com/feeds/106140209643278222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5312119&amp;postID=106140209643278222&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5312119/posts/default/106140209643278222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5312119/posts/default/106140209643278222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duchesswitherington.blogspot.com/2003/08/ring-ring-rosy-now-this-is-just.html' title=''/><author><name>~*Duchess*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05354004809225772276</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5312119.post-106064589911635328</id><published>2003-08-11T18:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-08-11T18:51:39.106-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>long time no blog...and what do i have to say now that i am back? NOTHING! not that much. im sure you don't want to hear about hoe omar is now back in the Cayman Islands, or how my mum thinks im crazy for kinda having a crush on him because he is big (and i mean big.. bigger than jamil but also really tall too (over 6'3). or maybe you wouldn't like to know that tailb and i have no chance of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duchesswitherington.blogspot.com/feeds/106064589911635328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5312119&amp;postID=106064589911635328&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5312119/posts/default/106064589911635328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5312119/posts/default/106064589911635328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duchesswitherington.blogspot.com/2003/08/long-time-no-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>~*Duchess*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05354004809225772276</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5312119.post-105925250406482691</id><published>2003-07-26T15:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-07-26T15:51:28.033-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i finally got the job at 'Old Navy' and i had my first training day today! YAY... FREE CLOTHES FOR ALL! just kidding.. that would be going against the employee discount code! either way... yes colin... the comments are indeed working... and very well i might add. if i may at this point direct everyones attention to the comments... clicky thing at the bottom of this entry (i hope)!!... you may </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duchesswitherington.blogspot.com/feeds/105925250406482691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5312119&amp;postID=105925250406482691&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5312119/posts/default/105925250406482691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5312119/posts/default/105925250406482691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duchesswitherington.blogspot.com/2003/07/i-finally-got-job-at-old-navy-and-i.html' title=''/><author><name>~*Duchess*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05354004809225772276</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5312119.post-105885965883880235</id><published>2003-07-22T02:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-07-22T02:40:58.743-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>PIRATES OF THE CARRIBEAN... what a good movie... some laughs fun and the guys aren't even that bad! lol saw that tonight with Tania (my older sis), kate, colin, and jamie. i would definatly recommend it!!!so yea.. all that aside? that last few days have been really hectic. thursday- calypso finals rehursal til 11 then stright to pan until after 12. friday- ruhursal for the queens finals show </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duchesswitherington.blogspot.com/feeds/105885965883880235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5312119&amp;postID=105885965883880235&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5312119/posts/default/105885965883880235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5312119/posts/default/105885965883880235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duchesswitherington.blogspot.com/2003/07/pirates-of-carribean.html' title=''/><author><name>~*Duchess*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05354004809225772276</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5312119.post-105856864369321223</id><published>2003-07-18T17:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-07-18T17:50:43.680-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>well..... lots of practicing and what not.....lots of talib... and what i have realized, is that i don't know if it would work. he lives so far away... as usual, he has become a friend more than i can feel having a summer fling if i had anything with him it would have to be long term and he's not stable enough for me to do that. more on this revelation later!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duchesswitherington.blogspot.com/feeds/105856864369321223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5312119&amp;postID=105856864369321223&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5312119/posts/default/105856864369321223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5312119/posts/default/105856864369321223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duchesswitherington.blogspot.com/2003/07/well.html' title=''/><author><name>~*Duchess*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05354004809225772276</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5312119.post-105799245743196528</id><published>2003-07-12T01:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-07-12T01:48:15.966-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>okay... so i went to kate... it was ambrosial. that is my new word since i saw delightful in a book... now i can't use it... so here i go trying to seperate myself from the everyday world by trying to sound different! how childish is that, not that im gonna change, but how childish is that? i will never be different i am just like any other freak that thinks they can be different... one can't be </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duchesswitherington.blogspot.com/feeds/105799245743196528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5312119&amp;postID=105799245743196528&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5312119/posts/default/105799245743196528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5312119/posts/default/105799245743196528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duchesswitherington.blogspot.com/2003/07/okay.html' title=''/><author><name>~*Duchess*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05354004809225772276</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5312119.post-105798932337163866</id><published>2003-07-12T00:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-07-12T00:55:23.183-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Nothing much but the usual tonight. didn't see talib... called 2wice but he wasn't there... how sad... didn't see liam...didn't want to call him as he is probably heading down to his gig. i was going to go to the pan calypso compitition but then i decided not to go (after i was told i couldn't), then i was going to go to the party paddy told me about at owen's house only to find out that paddy </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duchesswitherington.blogspot.com/feeds/105798932337163866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5312119&amp;postID=105798932337163866&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5312119/posts/default/105798932337163866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5312119/posts/default/105798932337163866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duchesswitherington.blogspot.com/2003/07/nothing-much-but-usual-tonight.html' title=''/><author><name>~*Duchess*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05354004809225772276</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5312119.post-105790262314972077</id><published>2003-07-11T00:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-07-11T00:50:22.983-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duchesswitherington.blogspot.com/feeds/105790262314972077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5312119&amp;postID=105790262314972077&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5312119/posts/default/105790262314972077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5312119/posts/default/105790262314972077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duchesswitherington.blogspot.com/2003/07/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>~*Duchess*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05354004809225772276</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5312119.post-105781780512927693</id><published>2003-07-10T01:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-07-10T02:26:27.510-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>he was there!!! HE WAS THERE HE WAS THERE HE WAS THERE!!!! actually both were there!!! TALIB AND LIAM!!!! WHAT A NIGHT!!!! *sigh*  okay quick down low on these guys.Talib is 20 he goes to university in the states, he's majoring in music with a focus on the steel drum (pan). He's like a play with a very soft side. good for long relationships so i think and and all around nice guy. INSTANT RE-PLAY</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duchesswitherington.blogspot.com/feeds/105781780512927693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5312119&amp;postID=105781780512927693&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5312119/posts/default/105781780512927693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5312119/posts/default/105781780512927693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duchesswitherington.blogspot.com/2003/07/he-was-there-he-was-there-he-was-there.html' title=''/><author><name>~*Duchess*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05354004809225772276</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5312119.post-105778657646924280</id><published>2003-07-09T16:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-07-09T16:36:16.390-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>okay i have a real reason for breaking my goal. aol shut down my internet access and i couldn't get on. and although it sounds like an excuse... it's not.... i now am the proud owner of ROGERS HI SPEED INTERNET ACCESS. YAY ME! so should anyone want to call me and im on the internet i can do both at the same time! this is excellent!either way. so like a said finally pan started and i am going </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duchesswitherington.blogspot.com/feeds/105778657646924280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5312119&amp;postID=105778657646924280&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5312119/posts/default/105778657646924280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5312119/posts/default/105778657646924280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duchesswitherington.blogspot.com/2003/07/okay-i-have-real-reason-for-breaking.html' title=''/><author><name>~*Duchess*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05354004809225772276</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5312119.post-105755896078914452</id><published>2003-07-07T01:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-07-07T01:26:51.073-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I really gotta keep doing this on a consistent basis instead of just random here and there cause I am missing out on some prime stuff in my blog!!! I’m sorry to everyone that is reading it and knows that im missing some fun times…. But I just heard that JEN went to Montreal… I didn’t know this!!!! I hope she had fun and LIZ as well (cause I was hanging out with her last night… she said they had </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duchesswitherington.blogspot.com/feeds/105755896078914452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5312119&amp;postID=105755896078914452&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5312119/posts/default/105755896078914452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5312119/posts/default/105755896078914452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duchesswitherington.blogspot.com/2003/07/i-really-gotta-keep-doing-this-on.html' title=''/><author><name>~*Duchess*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05354004809225772276</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5312119.post-105690381013256067</id><published>2003-06-29T11:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-06-29T11:23:30.070-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>For those who do not know... singing is not as easy as it is made out to be... or as it looks... there is so much that goes into being a classically trained singer and so much that can make a body want to quit and throw away every piece of music owned.  1. PRACTICE: now i know that for everthing there is a certain amount of practice that has to take place to become the best, but i hate practicing</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duchesswitherington.blogspot.com/feeds/105690381013256067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5312119&amp;postID=105690381013256067&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5312119/posts/default/105690381013256067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5312119/posts/default/105690381013256067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duchesswitherington.blogspot.com/2003/06/for-those-who-do-not-know.html' title=''/><author><name>~*Duchess*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05354004809225772276</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5312119.post-95958824</id><published>2003-06-23T16:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-06-23T16:12:29.640-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>what a weekend!!!Friday was massive fun although we didn't do much, just hanging out with friends made my night.. until i fell asleep in colin's basement and started snoring! OOOPPS! i didn't mean to...i was really tired.. and the lights were off... the conversation was lulling me to sleep! but it was all good... just went home and slept. then came saturday.... wow was there really nothing to do</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duchesswitherington.blogspot.com/feeds/95958824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5312119&amp;postID=95958824&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5312119/posts/default/95958824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5312119/posts/default/95958824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duchesswitherington.blogspot.com/2003/06/what-weekend-friday-was-massive-fun.html' title=''/><author><name>~*Duchess*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05354004809225772276</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5312119.post-95781783</id><published>2003-06-18T01:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-06-18T01:17:28.996-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Monday: School is almost done! I can’t believe it so many people to say good bye to! I don’t think I can take it… the day was pretty boring cause there weren’t that many people at school, but that night at ‘the duchess’ Monday morning  blues band and third stream played!!! It was so much fun! I salsaed, charlestoned, talked with people that I won’t see for a while, and boy is rory ever an awesome</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duchesswitherington.blogspot.com/feeds/95781783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5312119&amp;postID=95781783&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5312119/posts/default/95781783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5312119/posts/default/95781783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duchesswitherington.blogspot.com/2003/06/monday-school-is-almost-done-i-cant.html' title=''/><author><name>~*Duchess*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05354004809225772276</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5312119.post-95781208</id><published>2003-06-18T00:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-06-18T00:50:39.586-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Where to start? There has been so much going on in the last few weeks that have forced me to omit blogging from my schedule, but now… it’s back and in full effect! So I believe that I must catch you up! Well let’s see…There has been so much school that I believe that I could cry…john… I guess that I brought it on myself… the whole not doing any work for so long only to have to make it all up at </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duchesswitherington.blogspot.com/feeds/95781208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5312119&amp;postID=95781208&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5312119/posts/default/95781208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5312119/posts/default/95781208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duchesswitherington.blogspot.com/2003/06/where-to-start-there-has-been-so-much.html' title=''/><author><name>~*Duchess*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05354004809225772276</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5312119.post-94881390</id><published>2003-05-25T22:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-05-29T17:52:03.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>so prom wasn't all that it was built up to be. the first hour was kinda fun- got there at about 7:30 then took pictures with some people and walked around complementing and being complimented- the next three hours were highly boring- dinner, awards, and slide show... bored out of my mind.. there was nothing that could have been more painful than watching and listening to all that crap- next we </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5312119.post-94765416</id><published>2003-05-22T21:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-05-22T21:10:45.013-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>YAY for fun and tiring days! all day (since 7:30 this morning) at the hotels by the airport. the first one that we were in was beautiful pretty lights and places to sit... just all around beautifulness... the second one looked like a rundown auto body shop from the outside... not that bad..but would the story be interesting if it was as beautiful as the first!? either way... my feet were </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duchesswitherington.blogspot.com/feeds/94765416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5312119&amp;postID=94765416&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5312119/posts/default/94765416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5312119/posts/default/94765416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duchesswitherington.blogspot.com/2003/05/yay-for-fun-and-tiring-days-all-day.html' title=''/><author><name>~*Duchess*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05354004809225772276</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5312119.post-94718121</id><published>2003-05-21T22:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-05-21T22:19:46.063-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I was never an American Idol fan but as it got close to the end i realized that there was nowhere to turn without hearing about the show and so i thought to myslef "hey why not give the show a try?" so there i was 4 weeks from the end watching the show before Josh -'the marine' as i like to call him- was voted off. i was horrified... how could they vots off such a cute guy... his voice did need a</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duchesswitherington.blogspot.com/feeds/94718121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5312119&amp;postID=94718121&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5312119/posts/default/94718121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5312119/posts/default/94718121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duchesswitherington.blogspot.com/2003/05/i-was-never-american-idol-fan-but-as.html' title=''/><author><name>~*Duchess*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05354004809225772276</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5312119.post-94616952</id><published>2003-05-19T23:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-05-19T23:49:30.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>And now for: The Duchess' Random Thoughts on Little Things That Don't Matter: so here i go spouting off random thought because i don't want to do homework but i would like to type something... there will be no random thought at the end of this because of the nature of this entry.... and should you wish to contact me please feel free to click the 'Contact' icon at the top of the journal cause i </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duchesswitherington.blogspot.com/feeds/94616952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5312119&amp;postID=94616952&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5312119/posts/default/94616952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5312119/posts/default/94616952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duchesswitherington.blogspot.com/2003/05/and-now-for-duchess-random-thoughts-on.html' title=''/><author><name>~*Duchess*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05354004809225772276</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5312119.post-94612198</id><published>2003-05-19T21:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-05-19T23:46:50.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>so here i am in my prom dress that will put all others to shame as i whirl around the dance floor showing off my luscious body for all to see....just kidding...im modest really i am.more to come with the developement of the prom scene!.....</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duchesswitherington.blogspot.com/feeds/94612198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5312119&amp;postID=94612198&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5312119/posts/default/94612198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5312119/posts/default/94612198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duchesswitherington.blogspot.com/2003/05/so-here-i-am-in-my-prom-dress-that.html' title=''/><author><name>~*Duchess*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05354004809225772276</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5312119.post-94525196</id><published>2003-05-18T00:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-05-18T00:22:30.410-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>And so ends long standing run of my time in the MDHS choirs. it is almost over and the slide show really brought that point home. i couldn't stop crying... it's over .... it's really over!What a dance recital, Max. it reminded me of my earlier days... when i was in dance... what fun. the dances were beautiful, creative, and fun to watch. i was very happy while sitting in the theatre. and what </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duchesswitherington.blogspot.com/feeds/94525196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5312119&amp;postID=94525196&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5312119/posts/default/94525196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5312119/posts/default/94525196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duchesswitherington.blogspot.com/2003/05/and-so-ends-long-standing-run-of-my.html' title=''/><author><name>~*Duchess*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05354004809225772276</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5312119.post-94308466</id><published>2003-05-13T23:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-05-13T23:17:16.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i just wrote a whole journal entry that filled in the last couple of days and somehow it got deleted and i am angry so i will sum it up with thisfun birthday,i got a cell phone from my parents,fun parties hanging with friends,HAPPY MOTHER'S DAY,i got a digital camera from my uncles (ever greatful),boring beginning of the week,next two days will be filled with fun singing for the spring </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duchesswitherington.blogspot.com/feeds/94308466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5312119&amp;postID=94308466&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5312119/posts/default/94308466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5312119/posts/default/94308466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duchesswitherington.blogspot.com/2003/05/i-just-wrote-whole-journal-entry-that.html' title=''/><author><name>~*Duchess*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05354004809225772276</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5312119.post-93888636</id><published>2003-05-06T17:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-05-06T17:14:15.503-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The last few days have been filled with the anticipation, the hunger if you will, from waiting for my birthday to come! Oh how I can barely wait for it, and the funny thing is there is no real reason for I am only turning 18, nothing special at all. Not much that I will be able to do now that I couldn’t do at 17. I can vote, buy porn, buy lottery tickets and sign up for an online dating service… </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duchesswitherington.blogspot.com/feeds/93888636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5312119&amp;postID=93888636&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5312119/posts/default/93888636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5312119/posts/default/93888636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duchesswitherington.blogspot.com/2003/05/last-few-days-have-been-filled-with.html' title=''/><author><name>~*Duchess*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05354004809225772276</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5312119.post-93688935</id><published>2003-05-02T23:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-05-02T23:16:00.133-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I GOT IT! I FINALLY GOT IT! my prom dress that is! black and white and beautiful! the style i wanted all along, black with the slit on the side and the white underlay, the jewels around the slit, a shawl of the same material as the dress, one side white and one side black (i'm gonna use the black side) and i got black gloves, and i have my shoes!! i am almost all set... PROM HERE I COME... not to</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duchesswitherington.blogspot.com/feeds/93688935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5312119&amp;postID=93688935&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5312119/posts/default/93688935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5312119/posts/default/93688935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duchesswitherington.blogspot.com/2003/05/i-got-it-i-finally-got-it-my-prom.html' title=''/><author><name>~*Duchess*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05354004809225772276</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5312119.post-93574515</id><published>2003-04-30T23:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-04-30T23:00:56.193-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>UofT audition to day was the best thing i have ever done in my life. if i didn't get in because of that then they should be slung up by their pinkies and made to listen to the whole of Handel's Messiah...FLAT! *sigh* the point is not that i don;t want to go there the point is that I AM AWESOME!fun day all day going down there and then spending about an hour then come right back up *phew*.Almost</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duchesswitherington.blogspot.com/feeds/93574515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5312119&amp;postID=93574515&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5312119/posts/default/93574515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5312119/posts/default/93574515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duchesswitherington.blogspot.com/2003/04/uoft-audition-to-day-was-best-thing-i.html' title=''/><author><name>~*Duchess*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05354004809225772276</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5312119.post-93507394</id><published>2003-04-29T22:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-04-29T22:14:17.373-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>random thought of the day: I have this friend named kirk... he is so hot... sometimes i wonder why there can't be clones of him so that every girl in the world could have their very own kirk, or max, or cody, or ...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duchesswitherington.blogspot.com/feeds/93507394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5312119&amp;postID=93507394&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5312119/posts/default/93507394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5312119/posts/default/93507394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duchesswitherington.blogspot.com/2003/04/random-thought-of-day-i-have-this.html' title=''/><author><name>~*Duchess*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05354004809225772276</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5312119.post-93507189</id><published>2003-04-29T22:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-04-29T22:10:41.216-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Our local celebrity Cody Wood, who has too many talents and ventures to mention, has fallen for the newest teen singing phenomenon Amanda Jones, who is also love-struck. Our entertainment writer Ryan Marks caught up with the besotted couple at the ‘Double Z Saloon’ in town.RM: How long have you two known each other?AJ: I would say, about a two years.RM: How did you meet?CW: It was actually a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duchesswitherington.blogspot.com/feeds/93507189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5312119&amp;postID=93507189&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5312119/posts/default/93507189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5312119/posts/default/93507189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duchesswitherington.blogspot.com/2003/04/our-local-celebrity-cody-wood-who-has.html' title=''/><author><name>~*Duchess*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05354004809225772276</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5312119.post-93444462</id><published>2003-04-28T23:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-04-28T23:08:45.966-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>what is the whole teenage infatuation with sex about? i wanna be your first, i have to do it before i get to university, i want tons of meaningless sex. and truthfully a guy that does it all the time is a stud but a girl is a whore. either way on to the wonderful day! no ian!! DAMN! but nonetheless i had a very nice day drab but fun and with getting ready for UofT auditions and all i am just fine</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duchesswitherington.blogspot.com/feeds/93444462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5312119&amp;postID=93444462&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5312119/posts/default/93444462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5312119/posts/default/93444462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duchesswitherington.blogspot.com/2003/04/what-is-whole-teenage-infatuation-with.html' title=''/><author><name>~*Duchess*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05354004809225772276</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5312119.post-93362933</id><published>2003-04-27T17:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-04-28T22:06:28.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>MY BIRTHDAY IS COMING UP!!! MAY 7th GET READY WORLD..... I CAN VOTE and buy porn but thats besides the point.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duchesswitherington.blogspot.com/feeds/93362933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5312119&amp;postID=93362933&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5312119/posts/default/93362933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5312119/posts/default/93362933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duchesswitherington.blogspot.com/2003/04/my-birthday-is-coming-up-may-7th-get.html' title=''/><author><name>~*Duchess*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05354004809225772276</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5312119.post-93360406</id><published>2003-04-27T16:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-04-27T16:45:50.246-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>practice, Practice, PRACTICE! who thought that music could be so hard!! if this is what university is about i don't want it! *sigh* all this theory is going to drive me out of my mind! passing note this, harmonic rhythem that, compose this and perfect cadence semi- closed WHAT THE HELL IS THAT!? oh well...I have made up my mind about one thing though... YORK UNIVERSITY here i come!!! who </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duchesswitherington.blogspot.com/feeds/93360406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5312119&amp;postID=93360406&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5312119/posts/default/93360406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5312119/posts/default/93360406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duchesswitherington.blogspot.com/2003/04/practice-practice-practice-who-thought.html' title=''/><author><name>~*Duchess*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05354004809225772276</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5312119.post-93323688</id><published>2003-04-26T21:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-04-26T21:48:13.023-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>what a day, what a day! woke up at 4:30... and for what? to go to an audition in windsor...the crappiest school i have every seen! but that is not the point. i have spent the last two nights at home and from this i can tell you that cabin fever is not just an expression. not much time to think of anything but the audition today. met some nice people... too bad i'm not even considering Windsor U..</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duchesswitherington.blogspot.com/feeds/93323688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5312119&amp;postID=93323688&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5312119/posts/default/93323688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5312119/posts/default/93323688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duchesswitherington.blogspot.com/2003/04/what-day-what-day-woke-up-at-430.html' title=''/><author><name>~*Duchess*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05354004809225772276</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5312119.post-93219884</id><published>2003-04-24T22:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-04-24T22:58:37.230-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>what a day what a day...i hate people and i wish the majority of them would fall off the planet most of the time...but thats besides the point... this fine day started with me sleeping in and missing my 2nd per. class (yay 1st per. spare), then i didn't see max (my awesome russian lover...hehehe i wish), the only bright spot was seeing friends and talking to ian in class *sigh* he is... how to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duchesswitherington.blogspot.com/feeds/93219884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5312119&amp;postID=93219884&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5312119/posts/default/93219884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5312119/posts/default/93219884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duchesswitherington.blogspot.com/2003/04/what-day-what-day.html' title=''/><author><name>~*Duchess*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05354004809225772276</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5312119.post-93092186</id><published>2003-04-22T23:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-04-22T23:32:24.350-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>how do you start a journal? with a poem, cool quote, random thoughts on different topics, or do i tell you about myself? since i don't want to to think im crazy too early in the game, im gonna start this off nice and simple. I'm 17, not tall, pretty enough, and i love to sing... i would sing for the rest of my life non stop if i could, but alas i can't. I really don't know what else to write </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duchesswitherington.blogspot.com/feeds/93092186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5312119&amp;postID=93092186&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5312119/posts/default/93092186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5312119/posts/default/93092186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duchesswitherington.blogspot.com/2003/04/how-do-you-start-journal-with-poem.html' title=''/><author><name>~*Duchess*~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05354004809225772276</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
