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<rss xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" version="2.0"><channel><atom:link rel="hub" href="http://tumblr.superfeedr.com/" xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom"/><description>JeffSingleLiving day by day</description><title>Hear me out..</title><generator>Tumblr (3.0; @yaknowatimean)</generator><link>http://yaknowatimean.tumblr.com/</link><item><title>The last man on earth </title><description>&lt;p&gt;The last man on earth sat alone in a room. There was a knock at the door.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://yaknowatimean.tumblr.com/post/17959884381</link><guid>http://yaknowatimean.tumblr.com/post/17959884381</guid><pubDate>Mon, 20 Feb 2012 14:14:19 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>Away from home </title><description>&lt;p&gt;My friends and I have been doing these things lately called &amp;#8220;wild rides&amp;#8221;. I know what you&amp;#8217;re thinking, and no it doesn&amp;#8217;t involve drugs or alcohol. Basically we pick a direction and go as far as we can in an hour or pick a random exit to get off at. From there we find a place to eat and usually hang out there for awhile. I love these rides personally because they take me away from home.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Its always the same thing around here with the same people. So why not go to different places with your best friends? Get away from the norm and see something else besides the usual. At the very least, it will truly make you appreciate your home more. Thanks for reading.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;-Jeff&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://yaknowatimean.tumblr.com/post/17891429199</link><guid>http://yaknowatimean.tumblr.com/post/17891429199</guid><pubDate>Sun, 19 Feb 2012 12:50:54 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>Never forget who you are </title><description>&lt;p&gt;Just last night me and friends were hanging out at the spot where we usually do. Of course, a police officer came there and questioned us and ultimately told us we can&amp;#8217;t hangout there. Stuff like this pisses me off. Do people really forget that they were kids once? That only a few years ago on their life they were in our exact shoes? Sure you could say &amp;#8220;well he was just doing his job&amp;#8221; and I know that, but whatever happened to trust and mutual respect? We were very nice and honest and straight forward with the officer. We showed him respect and were causing no harm, yet we still get the shit end of the stick. Maybe I&amp;#8217;m making a mountain out of a mole hill, but I just don&amp;#8217;t get how some people can get lost and not remember where they came from.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;-Jeff&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://yaknowatimean.tumblr.com/post/17755129005</link><guid>http://yaknowatimean.tumblr.com/post/17755129005</guid><pubDate>Fri, 17 Feb 2012 01:04:54 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>So..</title><description>&lt;p&gt;Ok, I&amp;#8217;ll start off with the pressing question that is always on my mind&amp;#160;; Why don&amp;#8217;t girls give guys a chance? It&amp;#8217;s a very simple question with probably a very complicated answer. All you ever hear when your out or see when you&amp;#8217;re on Facebook, Twitter, ect is girls saying how all guys are &amp;#8220;assholes&amp;#8221; or the &amp;#8220;same&amp;#8221;. This is complete bullshit yet every girl says it. Sure, if you continually go for assholes or guys that you know are going to treat you like shit then of course you&amp;#8217;ll be let down and have to put up with a douchebag. You KNOW for a fact that these guys will treat you horribly, but yet you continue to date/talk to them. I&amp;#8217;m telling you, any girl that reads this, there are genuinely nice guys out there who would do a backflip into a shark tank to just have a conversation with you. Imagine how these guys would treat you if you dated them.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Rejection sucks. Theres nothing worse then getting turned away from something that you really want. As far as girls go, if its not meant to be then its not meant to be, but for the love of God at least give us guys a chance. All we want is a chance to prove that we aren&amp;#8217;t all the same and that it is ok to trust someone. Don&amp;#8217;t get our hopes up by flirting with us and saying things if you plan on not trying to give us a shot. Don&amp;#8217;t use us to get your ex or some other guy jealous. Don&amp;#8217;t make us fall for you if you have no intention of doing the same for us. The worst feeling in the world is really really liking someone, but they won&amp;#8217;t acknowledge that you even exist..&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I feel in my head that I am perfect for someone and that we would get along perfect, but in reality it will probably never happen. I don&amp;#8217;t know what it is about some girls that they won&amp;#8217;t give a guy a chance, but it really gets to me. All I have to say is that if a guy is texting you first, and alot at that, or always trying to talk to you and saying hi, then he genuinely likes you and giving him chance won&amp;#8217;t be a mistake at all. I&amp;#8217;m not asking for much, all I want is a chance to show you that I&amp;#8217;m not the same as everyone else.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;-Jeff&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://yaknowatimean.tumblr.com/post/17580387615</link><guid>http://yaknowatimean.tumblr.com/post/17580387615</guid><pubDate>Mon, 13 Feb 2012 19:49:24 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>drewphilips26:

Studio Broadcast Class
</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lzcngdcvft1r2sun2o1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://drewphilips26.tumblr.com/post/17565646890/studio-broadcast-class"&gt;drewphilips26&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;Studio Broadcast Class&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://yaknowatimean.tumblr.com/post/17573685825</link><guid>http://yaknowatimean.tumblr.com/post/17573685825</guid><pubDate>Mon, 13 Feb 2012 18:05:38 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lynfyhJj1T1qm4heyo3_500.gif"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lynfyhJj1T1qm4heyo1_500.gif"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lynfyhJj1T1qm4heyo2_500.gif"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lynfyhJj1T1qm4heyo4_500.gif"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://yaknowatimean.tumblr.com/post/16980533767</link><guid>http://yaknowatimean.tumblr.com/post/16980533767</guid><pubDate>Fri, 03 Feb 2012 12:27:16 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lyq7ff2GY81qz6f9yo1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://yaknowatimean.tumblr.com/post/16980481007</link><guid>http://yaknowatimean.tumblr.com/post/16980481007</guid><pubDate>Fri, 03 Feb 2012 12:25:46 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lypfu6QbKR1qcmnsoo1_400.gif"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://yaknowatimean.tumblr.com/post/16980457132</link><guid>http://yaknowatimean.tumblr.com/post/16980457132</guid><pubDate>Fri, 03 Feb 2012 12:25:06 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>Friday</title><description>&lt;p&gt;Well today is Friday and we have no school because of parent teacher conferences. I&amp;#8217;m loving it so far, nothing better than a day off from school. Speaking of school, I just can&amp;#8217;t wait for it to end at this point. It is the same routine everyday and nothing changes at all. I know that high school is coming to an end so I&amp;#8217;d rather it just end instead of dragging out. As far as college goes I am looking forward to it. I really could use a change of pace and ESPECIALLY a change of people. I feel like way too many people are immature anymore and they are just frankly annoying.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Personally though my life is probably as good as it could be at the moment. I&amp;#8217;m a senior in high school, I&amp;#8217;m single and don&amp;#8217;t have to worry about any commitment, and I have the best friends in the world. Sure it could get lonely sometimes but you wouldn&amp;#8217;t be human if you never felt lonely. Appreciate the little things. Just do you and fuck anyone who disagrees.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;                                                                        -Jeff &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://yaknowatimean.tumblr.com/post/16980035052</link><guid>http://yaknowatimean.tumblr.com/post/16980035052</guid><pubDate>Fri, 03 Feb 2012 12:13:06 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ly9qk4Xep91qbukryo1_500.gif"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://yaknowatimean.tumblr.com/post/16645768499</link><guid>http://yaknowatimean.tumblr.com/post/16645768499</guid><pubDate>Sat, 28 Jan 2012 13:34:01 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lhys1awZFQ1qcl1yyo1_500.png"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://yaknowatimean.tumblr.com/post/16645745706</link><guid>http://yaknowatimean.tumblr.com/post/16645745706</guid><pubDate>Sat, 28 Jan 2012 13:33:36 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lyf3p7LquS1r6544ro1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://yaknowatimean.tumblr.com/post/16645700064</link><guid>http://yaknowatimean.tumblr.com/post/16645700064</guid><pubDate>Sat, 28 Jan 2012 13:32:45 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>I don't get it</title><description>&lt;p&gt;Death scares me. Where the hell do you go? I known people say heaven and hell, but how do they know? No ones ever died and came back to enlighten us all on what happens. Believe me, I would love to know that we go to some beautiful place with all our friends and family and we&amp;#8217;re at peace, but no one can say for certain. It scares me.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Religion at times of death is the ultimate thing people cling to. Every one is upset and no one wants to think about or could even comprehend what&amp;#8217;s going on so they turn to religion. It makes every one involved feel better to believe their loved one is in a place of peace. But how do we know?&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;I&amp;#8217;ve never had someone close to me pass away, and hopefully I won&amp;#8217;t anytime soon. I can&amp;#8217;t imagine what state id be in if a family member passed away. Id always be filled with regret of thinking, I should have treated them better. I should have been more appreciative. I should have listened to him/her. I should have spent more time with them. I should have chosen my last words too them carefully and always let them know how I truly feel. I&amp;#8217;ve always had a preminition that I would die at an early age. Regardless, when its time its time. Life has a way of leaving you with a head full thoughts and a heart full of regret.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;pre&gt;&lt;code&gt;                                           -Jeff
&lt;/code&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;</description><link>http://yaknowatimean.tumblr.com/post/16188966704</link><guid>http://yaknowatimean.tumblr.com/post/16188966704</guid><pubDate>Fri, 20 Jan 2012 17:05:00 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>diencephalons:

The Dyatlov Pass Incident 
On February 2, 1959...</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lv2y1lOaU31r700omo1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lv2y1lOaU31r700omo2_400.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://diencephalons.tumblr.com/post/13169697514/the-dyatlov-pass-incident-on-february-2-1959"&gt;diencephalons&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Dyatlov Pass Incident&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/big&gt; &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;On February 2, 1959 nine young students went hiking in the Ural Mountains of Russia, and never returned. The deaths of the nine hikers remains a phenomenal mystery to this day. Investigators found the abandoned tent ripped open from the inside, with all of the hiker’s belonging still inside. Five of the hikers were found frozen to death near the campsite; the bodies were found with nearly bare, suggesting the hikers ran from the tent in a terror, leaving behind shoes, jackets and other necessities to survive the mountain. There was no sign of a struggle. The last victims were found over 80 yards away from the campsite. These four bodies were found with strange injuries including internal damage, crushed skulls, and one was even missing her tongue. The clothes of these victims were found to have high levels of radiation.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Soviet investigators determined only that “a compelling unknown force” had caused the deaths.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://yaknowatimean.tumblr.com/post/16156566221</link><guid>http://yaknowatimean.tumblr.com/post/16156566221</guid><pubDate>Thu, 19 Jan 2012 23:24:48 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lwc5y4bPUq1qj26eao1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://yaknowatimean.tumblr.com/post/16128286037</link><guid>http://yaknowatimean.tumblr.com/post/16128286037</guid><pubDate>Thu, 19 Jan 2012 15:28:07 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lxvi16fi5X1qcwnv4o1_400.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://yaknowatimean.tumblr.com/post/16003552733</link><guid>http://yaknowatimean.tumblr.com/post/16003552733</guid><pubDate>Tue, 17 Jan 2012 06:55:10 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>Where does the time go?</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lxx87quMUn1rnpaeno1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;Where does the time go?&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://yaknowatimean.tumblr.com/post/15985765017</link><guid>http://yaknowatimean.tumblr.com/post/15985765017</guid><pubDate>Mon, 16 Jan 2012 21:28:38 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lxx81fc7Ji1rnpaeno1_400.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://yaknowatimean.tumblr.com/post/15985525148</link><guid>http://yaknowatimean.tumblr.com/post/15985525148</guid><pubDate>Mon, 16 Jan 2012 21:24:51 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lxwkduwRIb1qzecs0o1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://yaknowatimean.tumblr.com/post/15972844748</link><guid>http://yaknowatimean.tumblr.com/post/15972844748</guid><pubDate>Mon, 16 Jan 2012 17:55:36 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>Death</title><description>&lt;p&gt;        Before I say anything else I just want to say I&amp;#8217;m very sorry to the Chowanec family. Stay strong Joe.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;        I just got back from my friend&amp;#8217;s grandpas viewing. First off, I absolutely hate viewings. They&amp;#8217;re just so sad, theres no positive in them at all. You have to see the whole family lined up balling there eyes out or trying to keep it together and they have to shake everyones hand or give out hugs. Like they actually want to do that? They have enough going on in their life at the moment. Regardless, everyone goes through with it. Maybe some people don&amp;#8217;t mind it, but I know I do.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;       It just sucks having to look in the casket and see whomever laying there. They don&amp;#8217;t even look real due to all the shit they have to put on you to preserve you. That gets to me everytime. But in that few moments where you have to look down at that person in the casket, your thoughts could be on anything. Why so soon? Is this what I will look like? What happens after death? It sucks. I hate to even talk about it, but I don&amp;#8217;t know how I&amp;#8217;m going to deal with it when I have to do that for someone in my immediate family. I can&amp;#8217;t even talk about that anymore it just honestly gives me the creeps.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;        I went to a viewing almost 2 years ago for Tyler Kubilus. He went to Lakeland and died in a quad accident in September. I played him soccer every year in high school. I can&amp;#8217;t remember if he was one year older than me or if we were the same age, but regardless we were both just kids. My mom is actually friends with his aunt so we ended up going to the viewing. I was normal emotionally when I first walked in, I was just waiting in line. I finally was up near the casket and they had many things sitting around there. A packers flag, Xbox games, and just other personal items. I got up to the casket and looked in, and I couldn&amp;#8217;t stop crying. It wasn&amp;#8217;t fair to me that someone my age had to die. A whole life that was unlived, just laying in that casket. I don&amp;#8217;t think I&amp;#8217;ll ever forget that.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;       I think about this type of shit very often. What will I be remembered for when I die? I&amp;#8217;ve done many various things in my life, but what will people think of when they hear &amp;#8220;Jeffrey Kline.&amp;#8221; What will my family and friends do? I hope I would have made a big of enough impact on their life that they won&amp;#8217;t forget me. Sure there will be a lot of people at my viewing and funeral, but who be the ones that remember me after those are over? Everyone has fears. People are afraid of spiders, heights, balloons, tests, girls, college, and everything in between. You may ask what my biggest fear is. Honestly, my biggest fear? I fear everyone will forget me..&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;                                                      -Jeff&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://yaknowatimean.tumblr.com/post/15972420174</link><guid>http://yaknowatimean.tumblr.com/post/15972420174</guid><pubDate>Mon, 16 Jan 2012 17:48:38 -0500</pubDate></item></channel></rss>
