<?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-8803195372428076003</id><updated>2011-04-21T17:19:20.295-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Aid's Piano Lounge</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aidyeightkeys.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8803195372428076003/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aidyeightkeys.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>AidyEightKeys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12754427494060773546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://a128.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/01380/72/13/1380963127_l.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>3</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8803195372428076003.post-179411681349332376</id><published>2007-04-15T02:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-15T03:19:03.178-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Poetry in Motion</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;This is a poem I wrote about a year ago. Its one of my favorites and I wanted to share it. Its about being in love with someone that you will never get over, but then again, maybe they were never deserving of that love to begin with.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Oh my dear sweet boy, tapped me on the shoulder again, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I must of been brave to let you in.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I could of danced with a thousand sailors, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;beautiful boys dressed in white, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;but I would just keep circling around, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;until I had you in my sight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;You always stood so far away, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;so many pretty girls by your side, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;they will never posess the love I could give, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;maybe I failed, but at least I tried.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I waited for you along the shore, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;only to have the tide wash me away, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;but Im still alive beneath the waves, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;under your reflection is where I 'll lay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Ive begged myself to leave this alone, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;but its so hard when Im loving you still, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I wish I could leave it all behind, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;but I know I never will..........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8803195372428076003-179411681349332376?l=aidyeightkeys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aidyeightkeys.blogspot.com/feeds/179411681349332376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8803195372428076003&amp;postID=179411681349332376' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8803195372428076003/posts/default/179411681349332376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8803195372428076003/posts/default/179411681349332376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aidyeightkeys.blogspot.com/2007/04/poetry-in-motion.html' title='Poetry in Motion'/><author><name>AidyEightKeys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12754427494060773546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://a128.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/01380/72/13/1380963127_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8803195372428076003.post-786675450694141566</id><published>2007-04-12T21:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-12T22:34:42.248-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sorry about the weight, I mean wait.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Hey everyone! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; so sorry about the delay on posting. For some reason blogger &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; seem to like me for a week or so. It &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;wouldn't&lt;/span&gt; let me sign in. I had the correct &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;username&lt;/span&gt; and password, and it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;wouldn't&lt;/span&gt; go to the next page after I put in my information. I cant promise that it wont happen again, so if it seems its taking me forever to post , &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;that's&lt;/span&gt; why.....now, on to more important issues.......I started a new diet &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;yesterday&lt;/span&gt;, and then i started it again today....I know, horrible right! Its called the G.I. Diet and it came out of Canada ah! Dieting is so hard, and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; sure anyone &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;that's&lt;/span&gt; ever had to do it agrees. I love food, but I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; like the way I look. Ive been feeling very down about myself lately, and I want to do something about it. This diet seems to be very healthy, but healthy really &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;isn't&lt;/span&gt; my thing, so this is going to be hard work. Not only do I want to look better, but I want to feel better. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; 27 years old, and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; ALWAYS tired. I have to force myself to get out of bed at noon! My friend that introduced me to this diet has lost quite a bit of weight and she says she has more energy now than ever. That has motivated me to want to do this, and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; going to work very hard to accomplish my goal. No, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; not off to a good start, but when &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; determined to do something, I usually make it happen. I will be sure to keep you all updated on my progress! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8803195372428076003-786675450694141566?l=aidyeightkeys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aidyeightkeys.blogspot.com/feeds/786675450694141566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8803195372428076003&amp;postID=786675450694141566' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8803195372428076003/posts/default/786675450694141566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8803195372428076003/posts/default/786675450694141566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aidyeightkeys.blogspot.com/2007/04/sorry-about-weight-i-mean-wait.html' title='Sorry about the weight, I mean wait.....'/><author><name>AidyEightKeys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12754427494060773546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://a128.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/01380/72/13/1380963127_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8803195372428076003.post-6228530535205065524</id><published>2007-04-05T14:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-05T15:00:21.216-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Axis of Adrienne</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Well since this is my very first blog, I decided that I would make a list of some things that make my world go round, consider them my axis. For the ones who already know me, you might learn something new, and for those of you who dont , I hope that this will give you an insight as to who I am and what Im all about.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;1. I can make you laugh no matter what kind of mood you are in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;2. I think the piano is the most beautiful instrument ever invented&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;3. Im addicted to chapstick&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;4. I work too much&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;5. I sleep too much&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;6. My favorite musician of all time is Tori Amos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;7. I have many talented people in my family&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;8. I havent seen my father in 14 years&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;9. I can sing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;10. I have music in my head at least 95 percent of the day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;11. Im on medication for anxiety (yes its that bad)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;12. Ive been to over 300 concerts, 17 of them being Tori amos :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;13. I think my grandpa is the greatest man ive ever known&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;14. I never knew how much I could love someone until the day my niece was born.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;15. I wish I was already married and had at least 1 child&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;16. I dont think my mom knows me very well, if at all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;17. Gatlinburg, TN is my favorite vacation spot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;18. I could eat italian food everyday for the rest of my life.....i know, i know....lots of carbs...get over it! I have! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;19. Im tired of being single&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;20. Im very laid back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;21. I write songs/poetry all the time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;22. Im addicted to text messaging&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;23. I hate talking on the phone &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;24. I just realized that Im not very interesting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;25. I love God, and I need to be closer to him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8803195372428076003-6228530535205065524?l=aidyeightkeys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aidyeightkeys.blogspot.com/feeds/6228530535205065524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8803195372428076003&amp;postID=6228530535205065524' title='18 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8803195372428076003/posts/default/6228530535205065524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8803195372428076003/posts/default/6228530535205065524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aidyeightkeys.blogspot.com/2007/04/axis-of-adrienne.html' title='The Axis of Adrienne'/><author><name>AidyEightKeys</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12754427494060773546</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://a128.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/01380/72/13/1380963127_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>18</thr:total></entry></feed>
