<?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-5878140</id><updated>2011-04-21T12:29:45.240-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ME!</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newboldkayla.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5878140/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newboldkayla.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Kayla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07673885114140807156</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>14</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5878140.post-108474996589561839</id><published>2004-05-16T16:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-16T16:26:05.896-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank You</title><summary type='text'>This year has been a tough year for me.  I have moved churches twice. My mom's best friend went to be with the Lord.  As well as meant other things. But God has been there to help me through it all.  HE has put wonderful people like Eve and Amanda in my life to give me godly advice and to comfort me in hard times.  I am so very thankful for them both!!! (love you guys) I have also made many new </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5878140/posts/default/108474996589561839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5878140/posts/default/108474996589561839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newboldkayla.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108474996589561839' title='Thank You'/><author><name>Kayla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07673885114140807156</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-5878140.post-108389225031609844</id><published>2004-05-06T18:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-06T18:15:17.653-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Tonight we played Tri-County and we lost (17-7).  Most of our guys played really well though!  Come see the guys in action on Saterday at Loeb Stadium @ 8:30am!  </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5878140/posts/default/108389225031609844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5878140/posts/default/108389225031609844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newboldkayla.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108389225031609844' title=''/><author><name>Kayla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07673885114140807156</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-5878140.post-108380962362233357</id><published>2004-05-05T19:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-05T19:18:09.610-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Brothers</title><summary type='text'>I have got the best little brothers any one could ever ask for!  They are always trying to do something for me to make my day better! Although it doesnt always make it better.  But through all of the times that I get really really mad at them I still love them and thank God for them everyday!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5878140/posts/default/108380962362233357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5878140/posts/default/108380962362233357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newboldkayla.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108380962362233357' title='My Brothers'/><author><name>Kayla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07673885114140807156</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-5878140.post-108370151564309845</id><published>2004-05-04T13:11:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-04T13:15:46.843-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The guys have a game today!!!  Go Baseball team!!!!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5878140/posts/default/108370151564309845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5878140/posts/default/108370151564309845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newboldkayla.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108370151564309845' title=''/><author><name>Kayla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07673885114140807156</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-5878140.post-108370148831367132</id><published>2004-05-04T13:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-05-04T13:15:19.513-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Gee.. Well cheerleading tryouts are among us!  I can't wait till then!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5878140/posts/default/108370148831367132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5878140/posts/default/108370148831367132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newboldkayla.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108370148831367132' title=''/><author><name>Kayla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07673885114140807156</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-5878140.post-108242551658521948</id><published>2004-04-19T18:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-04-19T18:49:20.310-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Baseball</title><summary type='text'>Faith has got the best baseball team in the whole world!!!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5878140/posts/default/108242551658521948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5878140/posts/default/108242551658521948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newboldkayla.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108242551658521948' title='Baseball'/><author><name>Kayla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07673885114140807156</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-5878140.post-107837002150785783</id><published>2004-03-03T19:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-03-03T19:16:41.090-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Becca Mae</title><summary type='text'>Most of you know that I have (had) a raccoon.  We have had her since the begging of last May.  She was a week old when we got her.  We have been through all of her life experiences with her.  I mean she was like part of our family.  But tonight we had to let her go.  My little brothers are so upset over it.  They cried for like an hour.   I have never seen them so upset over a pet.  I am just </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5878140/posts/default/107837002150785783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5878140/posts/default/107837002150785783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newboldkayla.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107837002150785783' title='My Becca Mae'/><author><name>Kayla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07673885114140807156</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-5878140.post-107825996627802843</id><published>2004-03-02T12:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-03-02T12:42:23.746-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Whats in a name?</title><summary type='text'>Well... I have never really thought about that before.  get back to you on that one!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5878140/posts/default/107825996627802843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5878140/posts/default/107825996627802843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newboldkayla.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107825996627802843' title='Whats in a name?'/><author><name>Kayla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07673885114140807156</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-5878140.post-107611390706540751</id><published>2004-02-06T16:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-06T16:35:24.500-08:00</updated><title type='text'>GRAPES</title><summary type='text'>Grapes are perhaps the best food that God has ever made!  But only green grapes though. I really wish that I had some right now!  Although I don't.  I could never give up grapes because they taste so good! You can also practice lasic (I hope that is spelled right) eye surgery with  them too!  </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5878140/posts/default/107611390706540751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5878140/posts/default/107611390706540751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newboldkayla.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107611390706540751' title='GRAPES'/><author><name>Kayla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07673885114140807156</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-5878140.post-107266441148695498</id><published>2003-12-28T18:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-28T18:20:28.620-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Break</title><summary type='text'>This has been one of the most boring breaks I have ever had in my life.  Although for once I am not grounded!  There is nothing to do, and I live so far away from everyone.  But I have found a ton of things to do.  I have watched Finding Nemo like 3 times, Spiderman 2 times, and Daddy Daycare 3 times also.  I have messed around on the computer for a total of 5 hours.  And I have cleaned the house</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5878140/posts/default/107266441148695498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5878140/posts/default/107266441148695498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newboldkayla.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107266441148695498' title='Christmas Break'/><author><name>Kayla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07673885114140807156</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-5878140.post-107093661668013162</id><published>2003-12-08T18:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-08T18:23:48.456-08:00</updated><title type='text'>CHEERLEADING</title><summary type='text'>cheerleading.  Today was a very hard day.  We tryed stunting with Amanda, and she did a wonferful job!  She fell and hurt my knee and a part of her body.  Cheerleading.  That is what cheerleading is all about.  Getting hurt, because that is all that we ever do.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5878140/posts/default/107093661668013162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5878140/posts/default/107093661668013162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newboldkayla.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107093661668013162' title='CHEERLEADING'/><author><name>Kayla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07673885114140807156</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-5878140.post-106990600496616919</id><published>2003-11-26T20:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-26T20:06:53.930-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>To Amanda-               Hey!  I just wanted to let you know that you are the nicest and dearest friend in the whole entire world!!  I am sorry if I made you mad the other night in practice. I was just a little frustrated and let my anger get the best of me.  I don't know what I could possibly do with out you.  You are there to agree and disagree about cheerleading issues, Talk about boys, and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5878140/posts/default/106990600496616919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5878140/posts/default/106990600496616919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newboldkayla.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106990600496616919' title=''/><author><name>Kayla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07673885114140807156</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-5878140.post-10699048728590829</id><published>2003-11-26T19:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-26T20:09:58.833-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Upside-down</title><summary type='text'>Have you ever had a moment where you feel that "nothing can go wrong" in your life?  Well for the past 3 days, I have been having one of those moments.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5878140/posts/default/10699048728590829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5878140/posts/default/10699048728590829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newboldkayla.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#10699048728590829' title='Upside-down'/><author><name>Kayla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07673885114140807156</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-5878140.post-106489116145368975</id><published>2003-09-29T20:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-09-29T20:07:15.556-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My favorite childhood memory</title><summary type='text'>When I was little I used to et so excited about getting a new animal ( I still do, but them it was different!) I would wait at the door all day for mom to bring our new animal home.  When we got a new Siamese kitten I was just the happiest girl in the world!!! I don't know why this animal sparked my attention more than any other but he did.  I played with that cat every day, all day long!  I </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5878140/posts/default/106489116145368975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5878140/posts/default/106489116145368975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newboldkayla.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106489116145368975' title='My favorite childhood memory'/><author><name>Kayla</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07673885114140807156</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></feed>
