<?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-3806705430251130151</id><updated>2011-08-26T05:44:10.265-07:00</updated><title type='text'>randomness</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blondie4629-blondie.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3806705430251130151/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blondie4629-blondie.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Blondie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09477587981969193070</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>93</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3806705430251130151.post-6528924965391234088</id><published>2010-10-19T19:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-19T19:29:49.122-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Extreme Makeover: Home Edition</title><content type='html'>So, I am exhausted from last night because I was up till around 4am because I was helping out with Extreme Makeover: Home Edition because they are here! In Pensacola! :)&lt;br /&gt;So, I went there around 10pm last night and was all ready to help out, but of course it was the first night so of course there's not much for a simple college student like me to do. So Chelsea, Becca, and me just hung out there for awhile and amused ourselves with random stuff. We so needed a camera on us haha. We're funny. But yeah, just being there was uber cool. I can't wait to really start helping out with the house. My friend told me to be a camera whore when the tv cameras are around. Oh...my friends...I will not be a camera whore and get kicked off the set. No thank you. &lt;br /&gt;I'm kind of stressed about this week actually even though I have no reason to be because I only really have only one thing to do for homework which won't take horribly long once I get started on it. I hope I don't get much more homework tomorrow that's due on Monday because that would kind of suck. A lot.&lt;br /&gt;So random comment: I'm wearing the ring I got in Greece that I love and I plan on wearing it tomorrow to classes.&lt;br /&gt;Another random comment: My nails are bright green. Yay bright green nail polish. :D&lt;br /&gt;I don't think I have too much else to say for now. Bye for now!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3806705430251130151-6528924965391234088?l=blondie4629-blondie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blondie4629-blondie.blogspot.com/feeds/6528924965391234088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3806705430251130151&amp;postID=6528924965391234088' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3806705430251130151/posts/default/6528924965391234088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3806705430251130151/posts/default/6528924965391234088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blondie4629-blondie.blogspot.com/2010/10/extreme-makeover-home-edition.html' title='Extreme Makeover: Home Edition'/><author><name>Blondie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09477587981969193070</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-3806705430251130151.post-8929215244947972769</id><published>2010-10-02T18:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-02T19:25:42.363-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's been a year</title><content type='html'>So, it's been over a year since I've blogged. I kind of just lost interest of it and became really busy and just never thought about blogging, but maybe I'll start up again. Anyways, I'm in college now. And college's pretty cool. I feel like it's a lot like high school still in some aspects. Your high school teachers told you how much more difficult and how much different college is from high school and just how big of a change going to college is overall. It wasn't too big of a change for me really. I was slightly overwhelmed with the workload at first, but I'm used to it now and it's not really difficult.&lt;br /&gt;   My biggest fear going into college was about my roommate. Normally, I do get along with people just fine, but I don't know. I just was so nervous about my roommate because I would be living with her for a whole school year, but my roommate is not a problem at all.  We became friends like instantly. Through her I met some other people too who are cool and also now my friends too.&lt;br /&gt;   My life right now is going ok I guess. I'm just slightly stressed, but counting down the days that I go home again which is next weekend and I'm really excited. I already have a lot of plans for when I'm back in town. I'm going to be so busy, but at least I'll have my car and know where I'm going and all that stuff. Speaking of plans, one of my plans is to go clubbing for the first time with one of my friends and I'm really excited because I've been wanting to go clubbing for awhile and now I'm finally getting an opportunity to go. I'm trying to get Katelyn to go, but she's only going if Sharlene comes who probably won't because it's Sharlene and she's really not into that, but I really want her to come too because she needs to come for the experience and it'll be more fun with her! Katelyn says that she has nothing to wear to a place like the club, but I told her not to worry and that I'll take care of it and help her out with. You doubt my skills Katelyn! I can work with pretty much any wardrobe!  And I know I can work with your wardrobe!&lt;br /&gt;   I find it really funny that I have such a big social life when I come home to visit and I'm like always busy and don't get much time to chill and hang out with my parents. I think I'm going to have even less time to hang out with my parents this time than last time I visited which I don't like, but I'll just deal with it.&lt;br /&gt;  So, I started going to yoga classes here and I love yoga by the way and I love the instructor that I go to. He's really cool. And he's kind of cute too! :) Anyways, yesterday I was really excited to go to yoga because this week was really busy and stressful and I really needed to relax and kind of detox from this week, but when I walked into the room there was a different instructor there and I was all confused and like "huh?" until he said that he was the sub for this week and I was like "aww sad, but ok. I guess I'll still be able to relax." Yeah, that was so not the case! He was really intense and it was almost like I was in a yoga for experts class instead of intermediate yoga. So after yoga, I was walking back to my dorm and I started complaining to my roomie who came to yoga with me once, but hasn't been able to come again yet about how the sub instructor was awful and then I walked past the instructor that usually does the class that I like and I was like "what!? you loser!" (in my head of course) and got even more mad. Bascially, he better be there when I go again.&lt;br /&gt;   Well. I guess this can be the end of this post because I don't know what else to say now. Well, that's kind of a lie because I could go on about other things still, but I feel like this post is really long already so...bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3806705430251130151-8929215244947972769?l=blondie4629-blondie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blondie4629-blondie.blogspot.com/feeds/8929215244947972769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3806705430251130151&amp;postID=8929215244947972769' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3806705430251130151/posts/default/8929215244947972769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3806705430251130151/posts/default/8929215244947972769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blondie4629-blondie.blogspot.com/2010/10/its-been-year.html' title='It&apos;s been a year'/><author><name>Blondie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09477587981969193070</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-3806705430251130151.post-982347248638413890</id><published>2009-09-06T12:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-06T12:57:24.523-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Life</title><content type='html'>So, I didn't realize that it has been a little over a month since my last post.&lt;br /&gt;     School started...well, we're going into our third week of school on Tuesday. My schedule is amazing. I pretty much don't use my brain very much in the afternoon. I have my academic classes all in a row(with a class in between my two APs) and then I'm an aide in the IRC with one of my friends and then there's lunch then Drama 2 then Externship(which I only go to on Wednesday's now!)&lt;br /&gt;     I auditioned for the fall play.  I didn't get cast. Well, I didn't even get a callback, but I'm perfectly ok with that. I'm a techie! I'm on the props crew so that's going to be awesome! The play is Any Number Can Die. It's a murder mystery set in the 20s. Its going to be amazing. I loved the play when I read it. I'm so excited for it!&lt;br /&gt;   I am so excited for being such a drama kid this year. I'm not only taking Drama 2, but I'm a techie for the play and then I'm doing my externship at Tallahassee Little Theatre. I'm going to be such a drama kid in the afternoon starting this week. Seriously, after lunch, all I have to think about is theatre. I mean, I'm going to be really busy, but it'll be fine.&lt;br /&gt;  So exciting!! I FINALLY got my braces off on Monday! I love not having my braces. It's so nice. And it was about time that I got them off. Its been almost three years that I had them on.&lt;br /&gt;  I have so much to do, but right now I'm just going to go relax.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3806705430251130151-982347248638413890?l=blondie4629-blondie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blondie4629-blondie.blogspot.com/feeds/982347248638413890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3806705430251130151&amp;postID=982347248638413890' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3806705430251130151/posts/default/982347248638413890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3806705430251130151/posts/default/982347248638413890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blondie4629-blondie.blogspot.com/2009/09/life.html' title='Life'/><author><name>Blondie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09477587981969193070</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-3806705430251130151.post-2436900750355253723</id><published>2009-07-31T12:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T13:49:32.036-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Music Thingy</title><content type='html'>Using only song names from ONE ARTIST, cleverly answer these questions. Pass it on to 15 people you like and include me. You can't use the band I used. Try not to repeat a song title. Repost as "My life according to (band name)."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pick your Artist:&lt;br /&gt;Fei Lun Hai (Fahrenheit)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you a male or female?&lt;br /&gt;Xiao Xiao Da Ren Wu (Small yet significant character)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Describe yourself:&lt;br /&gt;Yi Wan Ge Kuai Le (Ten Thousand Joys)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do you feel:&lt;br /&gt;Ti Amo (I love you)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Describe where you currently live:&lt;br /&gt;Xin Wo (New Home)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you could go anywhere, where would you go:&lt;br /&gt;2月30號見 2 Yue 30 Hao Jian ('Meet on February 30th)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your favorite form of transportation:&lt;br /&gt;Yi Ge Ren Liu Lang (Wandering Alone) [i've wanted to put this one for so many questions]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your best friend is:&lt;br /&gt;Zui Jia Ting Zhong (The Best Listener)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You and your best friends are:&lt;br /&gt;Bu Si Zhi Mi (The Secret of Immortality)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's the weather like:&lt;br /&gt;Xia Xue (Summer Snow)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favorite time of day:&lt;br /&gt;Heng Xing (Shining Star)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If your life was a TV show, it would be called:&lt;br /&gt;Chu Shen Ru Hua (Superb)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is life to you:&lt;br /&gt;Wei Ni Cun Zai (Existing For You) [idk?]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your last relationship:&lt;br /&gt;Qing Zai Wo Hou Hui Zhi Qian Li Kai Wo (Please Leave Me Before I Regret)  [actually, there are very many titles that would fit this]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your fear:&lt;br /&gt;Ji Mo Bao Zou (Wild Loneliness)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is the best advice you have to give:&lt;br /&gt;Chu Kou (Speak Out)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thought for the Day:&lt;br /&gt;Ni Yin Gai Bei Zhen Xi (You Should Be Cherished)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How I would like to die:&lt;br /&gt;Liu Xia Lai (Stay With Me)  [idk?]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My soul's present condition:&lt;br /&gt;Mo Mo (Love Silently) [i hope it makes sense...it does to me :)]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most Faithful Companion:&lt;br /&gt;Zhi Shao Hai You Wo (At Least You Still Have Me)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My motto:&lt;br /&gt;Ai Dao (Loves Arrived)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3806705430251130151-2436900750355253723?l=blondie4629-blondie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blondie4629-blondie.blogspot.com/feeds/2436900750355253723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3806705430251130151&amp;postID=2436900750355253723' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3806705430251130151/posts/default/2436900750355253723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3806705430251130151/posts/default/2436900750355253723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blondie4629-blondie.blogspot.com/2009/07/music-thingy.html' title='Music Thingy'/><author><name>Blondie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09477587981969193070</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-3806705430251130151.post-620366976585067231</id><published>2009-07-07T19:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T08:47:43.324-07:00</updated><title type='text'>EUROPE!!!</title><content type='html'>So, as many of my friends know I have wanted to go to Europe ever since I was little and I finally went!! And it was AMAZING!!! I mean, the whole trip is kind of a blur because I did so much everyday, but it was an amazing experience and I am so happy that I got to go. I have over 500 pictures and a few videos of some stuff. I've tried uploading pictures onto Facebook THREE times and it still won't upload them. Its frustrating. OK, I'm starting this post again and I currently have almost 200 of my pictures up!&lt;br /&gt;I barely remember the first and second day because I was so tired, but so was everyone and because they were bascially meshed together because we arrived in Rome at 8:30am and got our luggage and then started touring Rome. The very first thing we toured in Rome was the Colloseum which was amazing! I've always wanted to go to the Colloseum ever since I was little and I'm so happy I finally got to see it. We also toured the Roman Forum on the first day and I seriously just took pictures of it so I would remember it. I was beyond tired when we were walking in the Roman Forum. Surprisingly, I do remember some of the information our tour guide told us.&lt;br /&gt;The next day we went to Vatican City and that should have meant more to me since I'm Catholic, but I seriously enjoyed it a lot because of all the beautiful sculptures and art in the galleries and museums we walked in. And then, we walked into the Sistine Chapel. I've wanted to go there for so long and I finally got to. I wished I could have stayed in there longer. It was just breathtaking. When we were leaving, since there were so many people in the Sistine Chapel, my delegation held onto one another, we were bascially a force that couldn't be broken until it was broken when a tour guide got in my way and made me let go of the person if front of me. Then I experienced being yelled at in some language that I had no clue what it was...it wasn't Italian, it wasn't Spanish, it definitely wasn't French, and it most most definitely wasn't Chinese or Korean or Japanese. This tour guide was crazy. And then I got to walk with this tour guide's group which I might add was full of old, very slow walking people. I was very annoyed. I mean, I found my delegation soon after, but still. -anger-&lt;br /&gt; Wow, this is hard for me to remember the highlights of the trip. Actually, my advice is to just look at the pictures I have on Facebook. The last thing I want to talk about is when we went to Olympia and then the Acropolis.&lt;br /&gt; About Olympia, that was awesome. I totally ran in the stadium! Woo! I really wanted to walk around Olympia longer, but we didn't get too much time to walk around which was sad, but I still got plenty of pictures.&lt;br /&gt; About the Acropolis. When you're walking near to it, it looks like some hike up a mountain that's going to be dreadful, but then its not horrible at all. In my mind I was thinking, "This is going to be like walking up Mt. Etna for the third time." (we walked up 8,000 of the 11,000 high mountain and then we had to walk up another mountain when we were in Greece to see the cave where Zeus was born) Oh yeah, the second time we walked up a mountain, I might add I was in my tight denim mini-skirt(wearing leggings) and wearing my brown flats that my mother wants to burn because they're really worn out. Let me add, I was wearing that same exact thing when we walked up to the Acropolis. So if anyone asks me, "whats the most extreme thing you've done in a miniskirt?", I can gladly say "walked up a mountain in Greece." Anywho, the Acropolis was amazing. I loved, loved, loved seeing the Parthenon!! I've wanted to see that place for awhile! We saw the Acropolis on the last day. That was the perfect end to the trip.&lt;br /&gt;  When I got back to Tallahassee and was at the airport, the minute I saw my parents I started crying. I couldn't help it. And then I hugged so many people before I left, but there was a certain person I didn't get to say goodbye to that I really wanted to say bye to...oh well. I'll see him at the renuion party and besides that we've been talking. Anywho, I have all the pictures I wanted to put up on Facebook up, but I still need to upload some videos. One word for Italy and Greece. AMAZING.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3806705430251130151-620366976585067231?l=blondie4629-blondie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blondie4629-blondie.blogspot.com/feeds/620366976585067231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3806705430251130151&amp;postID=620366976585067231' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3806705430251130151/posts/default/620366976585067231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3806705430251130151/posts/default/620366976585067231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blondie4629-blondie.blogspot.com/2009/07/europe.html' title='EUROPE!!!'/><author><name>Blondie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09477587981969193070</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-3806705430251130151.post-7154165375607342981</id><published>2009-06-06T17:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T18:11:41.686-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer!</title><content type='html'>Ok, so I usually I'm really really happy that its summer, but this year, I'm not as happy and excited as I usually would be because this is the last summer I'm going to have while being in high school.  I'm not going to lie, but it scares me that I'm going to be a senior, I'm going into my LAST year of high school. I mean, yes, I'm happy I'm going to finally be in the top class, the class that everyone looks up to, but still. Its scary to me.&lt;br /&gt; Its only been summer break for a week and I'm already into my summer schedule. Stay up past midnight...sometimes as late as 3am, sleep in till at least 10:30am the next morning. Its usually been around 11am-11:30am. I've only slept in till 12:30pm once this summer so far. Now, having that awesome stereotypical teenage schedule is awesome, but I can't totally adapt to it totally yet because in a week and a few hours I'm going to Europe. Greece, Italy, and Sicily to be exact.  And I'll be gone for three weeks. As sad or as hurtful as it is, I really don't think I'm going to miss my family as much as I'll miss my friends. I'm finally going to Europe and I've been waiting bascially my whole life. Ever since I was little, I've been fascinated with Europe and all the countries and cultures that are over there waiting for me to experience.&lt;br /&gt; I don't think its totally hit me yet that in a week bascially I'm going to Europe for the first time in my life. That in a week I'll be in a totally new enviroment and surrounded by people speaking in different languages that I can hardly understand. Now, I'll be able to understand the Italian a little more because of knowing a little Spanish and some French, but of course, I'll most likely be lost.&lt;br /&gt; My parents finally got a 2009 Honda Civic today. They've been talking about it for about a month now and finally got it today. They were going to get a blue one, but instead they got a red one and I like it just the same. It stands out a little more. But of course, its not for me, its for my mom, but driving it is on my list of things to do before I go to Europe. Especially after sitting in the driver's seat first thing when my parents told me to go look in the garage(where its currently parked looking pretty). I also gained a little obsession with Honda Civics after my dad told me he was thinking about getting a honda civic for my mom and possibly one for me(but obviously that didnt work out...) Whatever, I think I'll be able to talk to my mom enough to let me borrow every once in awhile. Its awesome. It totally made my day and I want to drive it so badly!! That was literally my first thought when I saw it (ok, second thought...first thought was yay! its so pretty!).&lt;br /&gt; Back to talking about Europe. I sat for like a half hour making lists of things I need to get before I go and what I need to make sure I take. I know it sounds boring, but my mind doesn't feel so overwhelmed with thoughts now. I don't think my summer's really going to start until I'm on the plane to Athens, Greece.&lt;br /&gt; So, I have this obsession with Asians. Mainly hot asian celebrities. And especially the boy band, Fahrenheit or Fei Lun Hai. And out of the four of the members, I have two favorites. Wu Chun and Aaron Yan. And my friend Diana, who is Asian, got me started with my Asian obsession and because its got kinda out of control a little, I think I'm going to have withdrawals from talking to her multiple times a day and just obsessing over Fahrenheit. Oh yeah, the other night, Diana and me figured out which members of the band we're most like. I'm most like Aaron(he's mostly always happy or he's moody...he's the youngest out of the band btw). And then Diana is most like Calvin(its scary how much her personality is like him). Besides obsessing over Fahrenheit, Diana has actually let me watch two Asian dramas: Hana Kimi(which I loved, loved, loved!!!) and I'm currently and over halfway through watching Devil Beside You(and its really really really good too!!). And then she said that she might have an Aaron drama waiting for me when I come back from Europe. I'm also going to her house tomorrow for our own personal "freak-out session". I've only spazzed on her through the internet and phone. If you know me well enough, you know its just a part of me to obsess over things. I'm always have a main obsession going on and then other little obsessions on the side.&lt;br /&gt; Diana is calling me crazy now too. About a half hour ago I went onto dictionary.com and defined the words "crazy" and "obsess" for her to see that there is a difference in the words.&lt;br /&gt;Ok, done ranting about my obsession. I wonder what Diana's reaction to me blogging about my asian obsession will be like. I better go and be productive...&lt;br /&gt; Until next time...which will probably be right before I go off to Europe or after I go.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3806705430251130151-7154165375607342981?l=blondie4629-blondie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blondie4629-blondie.blogspot.com/feeds/7154165375607342981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3806705430251130151&amp;postID=7154165375607342981' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3806705430251130151/posts/default/7154165375607342981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3806705430251130151/posts/default/7154165375607342981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blondie4629-blondie.blogspot.com/2009/06/summer.html' title='Summer!'/><author><name>Blondie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09477587981969193070</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-3806705430251130151.post-2608530510225430848</id><published>2009-05-23T11:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T11:58:24.379-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Am 52% Girly</title><content type='html'>WHAT YOU HAVE:&lt;br /&gt;[] You own over 10 bottles of nail polish&lt;br /&gt;[] You own a designer purse&lt;br /&gt;[] You own perfume that cost over $60&lt;br /&gt;[x] You had/have fake nails&lt;br /&gt;[] You have more body/hair products than you use&lt;br /&gt;[] Your pet is a chihuahua/Pomeranian/Yorkshire Terrier/Siamese/Shih Tzu/ dachshund&lt;br /&gt;[] You have clothes/shoes/accessories for your pet&lt;br /&gt;[] You have enough clothes to cover an entire refugee camp.&lt;br /&gt;[] You have enough pictures to create your own wallpaper.&lt;br /&gt;Total: 1&lt;br /&gt;ADORE:&lt;br /&gt;[x] Makeup&lt;br /&gt;[] Glitter&lt;br /&gt;[] The Color Pink&lt;br /&gt;[x] Jewelry&lt;br /&gt;[] Mirrors&lt;br /&gt;[x] Chick flicks&lt;br /&gt;[x] Shoes&lt;br /&gt;[] Rainbows&lt;br /&gt;[] Unicorns&lt;br /&gt;[x] Disney Movies&lt;br /&gt;[x] Candles&lt;br /&gt;[x] Flowers&lt;br /&gt;[x] Stuffed Animals&lt;br /&gt;[x] Purses&lt;br /&gt;Total: 10&lt;br /&gt;DO YOU SHOP AT:&lt;br /&gt;[] Coach&lt;br /&gt;[x] Forever 21&lt;br /&gt;[x] Victoria's Secret&lt;br /&gt;[] Guess&lt;br /&gt;[x] Claires&lt;br /&gt;[] Express&lt;br /&gt;[] Delias&lt;br /&gt;[x] Hollister&lt;br /&gt;[x] American Eagle&lt;br /&gt;[] Abercrombie&lt;br /&gt;[] Aeropostale&lt;br /&gt;Total: 15&lt;br /&gt;DO YOU SAY:&lt;br /&gt;[] Whatever&lt;br /&gt;[x] Oh my god (gosh)&lt;br /&gt;[] Hun&lt;br /&gt;[] Fugly&lt;br /&gt;[] That's hot&lt;br /&gt;[] Dunzo&lt;br /&gt;[] Darling&lt;br /&gt;[] Pshtt&lt;br /&gt;[] Cutie&lt;br /&gt;[] Hottie&lt;br /&gt;[] Skank&lt;br /&gt;[] Totally&lt;br /&gt;[] For Sure&lt;br /&gt;[] Fabulous&lt;br /&gt;Total: 16&lt;br /&gt;DO YOU READ:&lt;br /&gt;[] Cosmopolitan&lt;br /&gt;[] Glamour&lt;br /&gt;[] Marie Claire&lt;br /&gt;[] Elle Girl&lt;br /&gt;[] Teen Vogue&lt;br /&gt;[] People&lt;br /&gt;[] Us Weekly&lt;br /&gt;[] Star&lt;br /&gt;[] Self&lt;br /&gt;[] PerezHilton.com&lt;br /&gt;[] Dlisted.com&lt;br /&gt;[] 17online.com&lt;br /&gt;[] people.com&lt;br /&gt;[] usmagazine.com&lt;br /&gt;[] popsugar.com&lt;br /&gt;[] Pink Is The New Blog.com&lt;br /&gt;Total: 15&lt;br /&gt;DO YOU LOVE THESE:&lt;br /&gt;[x] Legally Blonde&lt;br /&gt;[] Elizabethtown&lt;br /&gt;[x] Mean Girls&lt;br /&gt;[x] The Notebook&lt;br /&gt;[x] A Walk to Remember&lt;br /&gt;[] Sweet Home Alabama&lt;br /&gt;[] Where the Heart is&lt;br /&gt;[] Just My Luck&lt;br /&gt;[x] John Tucker Must Die&lt;br /&gt;[] Center stage&lt;br /&gt;[x] Bring it On&lt;br /&gt;[x] How to Lose a Guy in 10 Days&lt;br /&gt;[] Mona Lisa Smile&lt;br /&gt;[] My Girl&lt;br /&gt;Total: 22&lt;br /&gt;DO YOU REALLY ENJOY...&lt;br /&gt;[x] America's Next Top Model&lt;br /&gt;[x] Project Runway&lt;br /&gt;[] Desperate Housewives&lt;br /&gt;[] The Simple Life&lt;br /&gt;[] 8th &amp;amp; Ocean&lt;br /&gt;[] Sex &amp;amp; the City&lt;br /&gt;[] Grey's Anatomy&lt;br /&gt;[] The O.C.&lt;br /&gt;[x] Laguna Beach/The Hills&lt;br /&gt;[] Nip/Tuck&lt;br /&gt;[x] Gilmore Girls&lt;br /&gt;[] Degrassi&lt;br /&gt;[] Keeping up with the Kardashains&lt;br /&gt;Total: 26&lt;br /&gt;Now multiply the total by 2&lt;br /&gt;I am 52% girly.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3806705430251130151-2608530510225430848?l=blondie4629-blondie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blondie4629-blondie.blogspot.com/feeds/2608530510225430848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3806705430251130151&amp;postID=2608530510225430848' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3806705430251130151/posts/default/2608530510225430848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3806705430251130151/posts/default/2608530510225430848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blondie4629-blondie.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-am-52-girly.html' title='I Am 52% Girly'/><author><name>Blondie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09477587981969193070</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-3806705430251130151.post-8434965409799526534</id><published>2009-05-09T20:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T20:54:57.234-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Creepy</title><content type='html'>So, last night I had an amazing dream in my mind. As all of my friends know, I absolutely love Daniel Radcliffe. So last night, I had a dream where I talked to him. Like not a me screaming in his face like a fangirl type talking to him. Like having a real conversation. And the setting was some restaurant or something like that and in the dream I had convinced him to sit down and so eventually I got his phone number and here is where the creepy part comes in.&lt;br /&gt;One of my former guy friends told me in freshman to sophmore summer that he knew Daniel Radcliffe and one of my friends and me were told Daniel Radcliffe's cell number. Btw, my friend and me kinda, but then again really didn't believe this. Especially the phone number.&lt;br /&gt;So, back to the dream. The dream was so vivid that I him(Daniel) write down his number and I saw myself put the number into my phone. Yeah, so I pretty much saw the phone number two or three times in my dream and if I really think about it I could write it down on a piece of paper for you. Anyways, so the phone number was almost exactly the same phone number that was given to me by my former guy friend. So creepy and weird and out of nowhere and I was just talking to my friend who was also given the phone number and she thought it was really creepy as well and that I should think about the phone number and write it down and then call it just to see what happens.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3806705430251130151-8434965409799526534?l=blondie4629-blondie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blondie4629-blondie.blogspot.com/feeds/8434965409799526534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3806705430251130151&amp;postID=8434965409799526534' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3806705430251130151/posts/default/8434965409799526534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3806705430251130151/posts/default/8434965409799526534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blondie4629-blondie.blogspot.com/2009/05/creepy.html' title='Creepy'/><author><name>Blondie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09477587981969193070</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-3806705430251130151.post-4458641565849939006</id><published>2009-05-02T19:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T19:57:40.592-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Relay For Life!!!</title><content type='html'>So, I most definitely went to Relay For Life last night and it was SO much fun and I walked around SO much and was walking on the track a lot too! I got hyper and got even more hyper because of certain events that happened last that I would sit with Sharlene(whose leg was hurting from walking around so much) to popping up after about two minutes. I couldn't help it. I had to keep moving. I finally sat with her for awhile and let her recover, but yeah, I was all over the place.&lt;br /&gt; So, I got a snow cone last night and before I really even ate it, I got pushed/ practically attacked by MAO kids three times therefore the juice/colored, flavored stuff that goes on the snow cone got like all over my hands which was lovely since my snow cone was red and then Ketan came over twice and ate some of it, but of course I was like whatever to that. I'm not a germaphobic so I totally ate after him.&lt;br /&gt; After that, Sharlene and me convinced Cody to come. And he stayed for like a half hour. And Sharlene and me ditched him after like 10 minutes of him being there only because Sharlene and Aura stole my shoes so I had to run after them and get my shoes back and then Cody called me and told me to come find him after ditching him. And he stayed for like a half hour and was bored bascially the whole time.&lt;br /&gt; And of course,Kelly wouldn't be Kelly if she didn't get drama started, but it actually wasn't that bad and was cleared up soon.&lt;br /&gt; Oh yeah, I totally got serenaded my drama kids! It was...Awesome!! I love drama kids and love being one. :)&lt;br /&gt;  So, I got home from Relay for Life around midnight and was exhausted and it wasn't cool that I didn't go to bed till like 12:45ish because I had to get up at 7ish this morning. I totally slept A LOT today. I had time to sleep because I went to Atlanta to pick up my sister from being in London studying abroad for four months. And currently, she's looking for her easter basket which my mom still hid after easter was like a month ago. And its even more hilarious because I know exactly where her basket is. Maybe I should help her.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3806705430251130151-4458641565849939006?l=blondie4629-blondie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blondie4629-blondie.blogspot.com/feeds/4458641565849939006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3806705430251130151&amp;postID=4458641565849939006' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3806705430251130151/posts/default/4458641565849939006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3806705430251130151/posts/default/4458641565849939006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blondie4629-blondie.blogspot.com/2009/05/relay-for-life.html' title='Relay For Life!!!'/><author><name>Blondie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09477587981969193070</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-3806705430251130151.post-1732973442337315489</id><published>2009-04-18T14:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T15:03:41.668-07:00</updated><title type='text'>When Did My Life Become So Boring?</title><content type='html'>I was finally almost over being sick and then I went to the mall last night and drank a mocha frapp. from Starbucks which I have been craving for awhile and then that messed up my stomach so I woke up three times during the night to throw up. It really sucked too that my stomach got messed up because that meant I went home earlier than I wanted to. I was planning on staying out at least another hour especially since my parents didn't tell me a certain time to be home.&lt;br /&gt;  So, since my stomach got screwed up, I had Kelly drop me off  at her house to get my car and go home while she and Jess still went out for like another hour. I had a really fun time before my stomach got messed up. Blaring music and whatnot and texting this guy Kelly knows for her on her phone for around a hour when he thinks its her.&lt;br /&gt;  I tried on my prom dress with the shoes I'm going to wear for my dad because he hadn't seen the dress yet. I hadn't seen the dress with the shoes on and the shoes look amazing with the dress. I'm even more excited for prom then I was. I can't believe its only a week away! I absolutely love, love, love, LOVE my dress too!&lt;br /&gt;  I've been so lazy all day and I'm finally on the computer and being productive and doing homework and whatnot. I should go feel totally back to normal(I'm almost there after finally eating a little) and get my homework done.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3806705430251130151-1732973442337315489?l=blondie4629-blondie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blondie4629-blondie.blogspot.com/feeds/1732973442337315489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3806705430251130151&amp;postID=1732973442337315489' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3806705430251130151/posts/default/1732973442337315489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3806705430251130151/posts/default/1732973442337315489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blondie4629-blondie.blogspot.com/2009/04/when-did-my-life-become-so-boring.html' title='When Did My Life Become So Boring?'/><author><name>Blondie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09477587981969193070</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-3806705430251130151.post-7527997191350559866</id><published>2009-04-08T18:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T19:01:45.138-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Why Do I Have To Be Sick THIS Week??</title><content type='html'>Ok, so my birthday was on Monday and it was pretty cool, I guess. It was actually really quiet. I'm actually really celebrating it on Saturday. Anyways, I've been sick for almost a week now and I dislike it A LOT, especially this week because its my birthday week! I was sick on my birthday, but it wasn't too horrible. I just had and still do have a really bad cold and because of it I have stayed home from school today and yesterday and I'm staying home again tomorrow. I do like the whole staying home thing and being lazy, but I really do want to be at school because I hate missing school because of the makeup work, but oh well. I actually worked on most of my homework(including makeup work) that I know of which is a whopping 2 classes. I actually know my work for like four of my classes, but the other two classes are my electives so I don't have really any work in those classes and besides that French 3, (one of my electives) I'm WAY ahead on the packet we have and I can't even work on it because I don't have my book with me and I can't access it online because the site doesn't let me login(I know, weird and retarded).&lt;br /&gt;  Today I WAS going to watch Moulin Rouge, Sleeping Beauty, and Rent(I'm pretty sure that was the order I chose to watch them) until I found out that my sister took all her DVDs(just the DVDs too, not the cases) with her to London. I was highly disappointed because I was very excited because I hadn't watched these three movies in awhile. Sleeping Beauty being the longest and Moulin Rouge being most recent(the last I had watched Moulin Rouge was in November at Megan's birthday party). After being disappointed for about five minutes, I decided to watch Wall-e which I knew I had the DVD to because its MY DVD. By the way, I have now watched Wall-e four or five times and have loved it every single time. No one can't admit that Wall-e is beyond cute...he's ABSOLUTELY ADORABLE!! Wall-e is on the list of things I obsess over. I got almost one assignment of math done(don't judge me, it was long and besides that I was watching a movie while doing homework anways so that slows a person down and it was just a time consuming assignment anyways) while watching Wall-e. After Wall-e, I explored the second disc of Sleeping Beauty and it was interesting...and then I ate a little something and then slept for a little while. I got my math homework done after sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;  I still have to do my AP Lang project thingy which was due today, but I wasn't at school today so it didn't matter. I tried working on it, but no luck. I kind of feel too crappy to do it and I'm not going to school tomorrow again anyways so I have another day to procrastinate. I did work on reading Their Eyes Were Watching God though so I was somewhat productive for that class. I know I'll be more productive in that class. I think sleeping and getting over my sickness is more important right now too anyways.&lt;br /&gt;  Since Cody saw me on Monday being all sickly and whatnot, he's been really nice and I don't mind it. He can be nicer more often...&lt;br /&gt;  Thats all for today; I need to go get sleep anyways! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3806705430251130151-7527997191350559866?l=blondie4629-blondie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blondie4629-blondie.blogspot.com/feeds/7527997191350559866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3806705430251130151&amp;postID=7527997191350559866' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3806705430251130151/posts/default/7527997191350559866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3806705430251130151/posts/default/7527997191350559866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blondie4629-blondie.blogspot.com/2009/04/why-do-i-have-to-be-sick-this-week.html' title='Why Do I Have To Be Sick THIS Week??'/><author><name>Blondie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09477587981969193070</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-3806705430251130151.post-658754543472154480</id><published>2009-04-05T13:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T14:00:41.064-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm really turning another year older?</title><content type='html'>My birthday is tomorrow and I am so totally excited for it, but then again not. It really sucks though because I went on a cruise for spring break this past week and on the last day I got a little seasick and then my throat started to hurt and then when I got home yesterday my left ear started to hurt and then it stopped hurting today and my right ear started to hurt and now both of my ears are back to normal for the most part. I went and got tested for strep throat today and to see if I had an ear infection and I was just told that I probably just have a virus or something minor. It made me really happy that I didn't have strep throat because then I can go to school tomorrow on my birthday. I kind of don't like the fact that my birthday is THE DAY we get back from spring break. oh well. I get to see all of my friends tomorrow on my birthday at least.&lt;br /&gt; As for the cruise,  I didn't want to go AT ALL, but I actually did have fun. I even made a new friend who unfortunately doesn't live in Florida. I tried to get tan. That plan did not work at all. I got a little sunburned. Like so barely sunburned that its already pretty much away and that it didn't even hurt and I was lying out in the sun for about two hours.&lt;br /&gt; As for my sickness, I'm feeling a whole lot better than I did. I just bascially have a cold a little bit now. I can totally deal with that. Colds don't make me feel really crappy.&lt;br /&gt; The cool thing about the day after my birthday is that its Katelyn's birthday. Its pretty awesome. And her birthday is an important date for two reasons. First, its her birthday and second, it was the day I got my license. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3806705430251130151-658754543472154480?l=blondie4629-blondie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blondie4629-blondie.blogspot.com/feeds/658754543472154480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3806705430251130151&amp;postID=658754543472154480' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3806705430251130151/posts/default/658754543472154480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3806705430251130151/posts/default/658754543472154480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blondie4629-blondie.blogspot.com/2009/04/im-really-turning-another-year-older.html' title='I&apos;m really turning another year older?'/><author><name>Blondie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09477587981969193070</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-3806705430251130151.post-6563685802195047207</id><published>2009-03-27T12:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T12:54:10.369-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I supposedly act older than I am...</title><content type='html'>[x] You know how to make a pot of coffee&lt;br /&gt;[x] You keep track of dates using a calendar&lt;br /&gt;[x] You own a credit card&lt;br /&gt;[] You know how to change the oil in a car&lt;br /&gt;[x] You've done your own laundry&lt;br /&gt;[] You can vote in an election&lt;br /&gt;[x] You can cook for yourself&lt;br /&gt;[] You think politics are interesting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TOTAL SO FAR: 5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[] You show up for school late a lot&lt;br /&gt;[x] You always carry a pen/pencil in your bag/purse/pocket&lt;br /&gt;[x] You've never gotten a detention&lt;br /&gt;[] You have forgotten your own birthday&lt;br /&gt;[x] You like to take walks by yourself&lt;br /&gt;[x] You know what credibility means, without looking it up&lt;br /&gt;[x] You drink caffeine at least once a week&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TOTAL SO FAR: 10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] You know how to do the dishes&lt;br /&gt;[x] You can count to 10 in another language&lt;br /&gt;[] When you say you're going to do something you do it&lt;br /&gt;[] You can mow the lawn&lt;br /&gt;[] You study even when you don't have to&lt;br /&gt;[x] You have hand washed a car before&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TOTAL SO FAR: 13&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] You can spell experience, without looking it up&lt;br /&gt;[] The people at Starbucks know you by name&lt;br /&gt;[] Your favorite kind of food is take out&lt;br /&gt;[x] You can go to the store without getting something you don't need&lt;br /&gt;[] You understand political jokes the first time they are said&lt;br /&gt;[x]You can type pretty quickly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TOTAL SO FAR: 16&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[] Your only friends are from your place of employment&lt;br /&gt;[] You have been to a Tupperware party&lt;br /&gt;[] You have realized that practically no one will take you seriously unless you are over the age of 25 and have a job&lt;br /&gt;[] You have more bills than you can pay&lt;br /&gt;[x] You have been to the beach&lt;br /&gt;[x] You use the internet every day&lt;br /&gt;[] You have been outside of the United States 3 or more times&lt;br /&gt;[] You make your bed in the morning&lt;br /&gt;Total:18&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3806705430251130151-6563685802195047207?l=blondie4629-blondie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blondie4629-blondie.blogspot.com/feeds/6563685802195047207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3806705430251130151&amp;postID=6563685802195047207' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3806705430251130151/posts/default/6563685802195047207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3806705430251130151/posts/default/6563685802195047207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blondie4629-blondie.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-supposedly-act-older-than-i-am.html' title='I supposedly act older than I am...'/><author><name>Blondie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09477587981969193070</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-3806705430251130151.post-4798451259653082654</id><published>2009-03-14T13:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T14:08:08.189-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Survived the SAT</title><content type='html'>I spent my Saturday morning taking the SAT for the first time and surprisingly it was a whole lot easier than I expected it was going to be and there was thankfully more english/writing sections then math. I managed to finish every section before time was called. I was really happy that Bri was in my room and that I got to sit next to her. One of the proctors in my room was this creepy old man.&lt;br /&gt;  So, instead of reviewing for the SAT last night, I watched Sweeney Todd. Or at least part of it, but still. I watched Sweeney Todd. I set it down on the coffee table by my couch and my mom was sitting on the couch and she asked me what I had set down and I kinda laughed and said, "Sweeney Todd." and she was like, "Oh..." And then about 5 minutes later I picked it up and put it down on another little table in my house and then walked away and forgot about where I put it and so I texted megan(who I had been texting this whole time) and said "I lost Sweeney Todd." and a few texts later I put, "Sweeney Todd's missing." and then I finally found it and texted megan again saying, "I found Sweeney Todd!"&lt;br /&gt; Oh, so I totally managed to make a Harry Potter reference in my essay for the SAT this morning. It was pretty awesome.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3806705430251130151-4798451259653082654?l=blondie4629-blondie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blondie4629-blondie.blogspot.com/feeds/4798451259653082654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3806705430251130151&amp;postID=4798451259653082654' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3806705430251130151/posts/default/4798451259653082654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3806705430251130151/posts/default/4798451259653082654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blondie4629-blondie.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-survived-sat.html' title='I Survived the SAT'/><author><name>Blondie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09477587981969193070</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-3806705430251130151.post-232316549960328450</id><published>2009-03-06T19:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T19:57:01.970-08:00</updated><title type='text'>So,  My Life Is Boring</title><content type='html'>My life was actually somewhat exciting, but now its not. And I'm kind of okay with that, but then again I want it to be exciting again. I actually have no drama going on in my life except for actual theatre drama stuff. But theatre drama stuff is a good thing.&lt;br /&gt;  So, I totally went on an adventure yesterday. Well, ok, it wasn't much of an adventure, but that's what I'm calling it.  Mandy's birthday is today so yesterday I wanted to go to Target to get her a present and going to Target is the most fun with Sharlene so I called her and she told me she was at her brother's guitar lesson(he's in like 5th grade) and so she told me where his guitar lesson is at and so I was like "ok, I'm coming to find you(in a creepy, sarcastic kind of way)." So, I got there and hung out with her for like 10-15 minutes until her little brother was done with his lesson. So, then I followed her in my car to Moe's where she was meeting her parents. When we were getting ready to turn into the Moe's parking lot I was really confused why she was turning there because she hadn't told me she was meeting her parents and then it clicked to me the guy she likes works at Moe's and he was working yesterday (yeah,its weird that we know that. its thanks to one of our friends who has him in one of her classes) so I had lots of weird "facial expressions" according to her. Anyways, so we found the guy she likes' car and we parked a few spaces away side by side from his car until we saw her parents. So, we were walking toward her parents' car once they got there and I was really obvious that I was trying to see into Moe's but oh well. When we were walking back to our cars, I looked again and was all obvious again. I didn't see him. We were too far away to see in. Anyways, after meeting her parents(oh yeah, our conversations were totally all inside stuff so her little brother was confused the whole time) I got separated from her on the way to McDonalds(the next stop...oh yeah, she had to go to Target too, just had to go do these things first), but when I got there I circled the parking lot twice and then parked in a parking space while Sharlene and her little brother were in drive through. I thought they were done in drive through so I went out of the parking lot and went to the light and started going to Target. So, I finally got to Target without following Sharlene and called her like 2 minutes after I got into Target and her and her little brother were walking in right when I was calling her. Oh yeah, she was a jerk and didn't park by me(its our thing when we have our cars to park by each other). Yeah, so we were walking in Target and her brother went off by himself and yeah, so nothing really exciting happened in Target when Sharlene and me were walking without her brother. When we found her brother he was in the video game area and so he was looking at games while Sharlene and me were talking and confusing her brother because our conversations were still all in inside stuff. Anyways, so these other people come into the aisle and so there's this little 2 or 3 year old and this little kid is just walking around the aisle and so when we(Sharlene, me and her brother) walk out of the aisle the little kid follows us! We tried to make the kid go back, but yeah that didn't work too well. So, bascially we had a little 2 year old stalker(and Sharlene and me are supposed to be the ones who are stalkers...). Well, I let Sharlene and her brother walk ahead and I almost successfully made the kid go back to his mom. So, Sharlene and her brother walked back over to me and then we all successfully made the little 2 year old stalker go away. So, after getting Mandy's present and the stuff Sharlene had to get, we walked out and Sharlene and me didn't get to walk to our cars together because she was a jerk and parked away from me on purpose too. Jerk.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, that was my adventure. It probably doesn't sound that exciting because it wasn't, but it was lots of fun.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3806705430251130151-232316549960328450?l=blondie4629-blondie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blondie4629-blondie.blogspot.com/feeds/232316549960328450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3806705430251130151&amp;postID=232316549960328450' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3806705430251130151/posts/default/232316549960328450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3806705430251130151/posts/default/232316549960328450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blondie4629-blondie.blogspot.com/2009/03/so-my-life-is-boring.html' title='So,  My Life Is Boring'/><author><name>Blondie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09477587981969193070</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-3806705430251130151.post-7906743017101712585</id><published>2009-02-27T17:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T17:53:21.610-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bliss</title><content type='html'>Life's gotten a whole lot better! I'm very happy for various reasons. I've been having random bursts of happiness this week(I know, its weird, don't ask). &lt;br /&gt; The highlight of this week happened actually on Monday. Not going into any further details with that, but that was my highlight of my week which made me very happy.&lt;br /&gt; Yesterday, I was massacred in Halo 3 and then at my house today I was massacred again. At least I had fun. I'm wondering when I will beat Cody in Halo 3, if I ever will, but I think I will eventually.  Our standing record of every time we've played is 225-75. He's not even that much better than me or maybe not even better than me, but I don't know, I need to beat him...soon.&lt;br /&gt; I'm really happy its the weekend and I actually don't have any plans for once which I'm actually perfectly fine with because I need a weekend to relax even though its not even going to be that relaxing because I have a bunch of stuff to do. After March, I'll be better and not so busy.&lt;br /&gt;  I'm now going to Suessical FOUR times a week. Not so happy about that. Those four days include the Saturdays we have to go to. Tomorrow's the last Saturday I have off until the show. I really just want the show NOW. It's going to be AMAZING. I can just tell, but we have SO much to do yet.&lt;br /&gt; Oh yeah, I mentioned that I have a bunch of stuff to do this weekend even though I don't have any plans which I'm perfectly fine with. I'm already going to be starting on some of that stuff after I'm done with this post. I have my APUSH book beside me. I get to read two chapters and do two study guides by Friday. Not fun. At least the study guides aren't horribly long.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3806705430251130151-7906743017101712585?l=blondie4629-blondie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blondie4629-blondie.blogspot.com/feeds/7906743017101712585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3806705430251130151&amp;postID=7906743017101712585' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3806705430251130151/posts/default/7906743017101712585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3806705430251130151/posts/default/7906743017101712585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blondie4629-blondie.blogspot.com/2009/02/bliss.html' title='Bliss'/><author><name>Blondie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09477587981969193070</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-3806705430251130151.post-6703712562642128319</id><published>2009-02-16T07:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T07:56:31.567-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I didn't have a valentine</title><content type='html'>As the title of this post says, I didn't have a valentine on Valentine's Day so I instead was a math nerd and went to the only MAO competition I'm going to this year.  I actually didn't do horrible. I thought I was doing really bad so I just decided to answer all of the questions which you usually don't do because it usually hurts you, but it helped me! I jinxed myself though when I was checking my answers because I was getting a lot right in a row, but then I said something to Diana about doing good and then I started getting some wrong. It was sad. Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;  I've been really busy this weekend. I finally got to catch up on sleep last night/yesterday afternoon. Friday night, I went to see Confessions of a Shopaholic with one of my friends then went to bed around 11pm and then right after I had fallen asleep, that same friend called me so we had like a 2 minute conversation and so I didn't really fall asleep till 11:30pm. I got up at 4:15am the next morning and went to the MAO competition and I had lots of fun and then came home and was home for like 2 hours when I got a text from Megan inviting me to sleepover and so I did and we went to bed around 11:30ish. We left her house around noon yesterday and went to Starbucks and then I dropped her off after that and I got home around 1:15ish. I then talked to my parents for like 5 minutes then went in my room and slept literally all afternoon till 5. I then ate dinner and got ready for church and left for church and went to youth group after church with two of my friends and it was kinda fun. So, that brings me to today and I'm hanging out/going to lunch with one of my friends and it should be fun and I still have to do some homework.&lt;br /&gt;  Oh yeah, I've barely seen my parents this weekend. Its making my dad kind of mad at me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3806705430251130151-6703712562642128319?l=blondie4629-blondie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blondie4629-blondie.blogspot.com/feeds/6703712562642128319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3806705430251130151&amp;postID=6703712562642128319' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3806705430251130151/posts/default/6703712562642128319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3806705430251130151/posts/default/6703712562642128319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blondie4629-blondie.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-didnt-have-valentine.html' title='I didn&apos;t have a valentine'/><author><name>Blondie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09477587981969193070</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-3806705430251130151.post-7209747732439798049</id><published>2009-02-06T15:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T16:11:31.318-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Bunch of Random Thoughts</title><content type='html'>This week went by really fast for me. Monday was a pretty awesome day for me and I don't even know why. It was just an awesome day. Things are looking up with the friend I thought I had totally lost. Seems like he still wants to repair our friendship too seeing as he was being really nice all week.&lt;br /&gt;   My mood most of the time is back to being all content and happy and no more pissed or emotional on and off. I'm accepting it even though today when I saw them I still got kind of mad. I just walked away before I could get anymore mad.&lt;br /&gt;Lately, I haven't been motivated to do stuff for Suessical at all. It was kind of better today when I actually walked in because some more of the costumes are almost done and they looked awesome and I got to leave a little earlier. Me and two other girls walked to the soda machines and while we were getting sodas, there was this really creepy guy. I can't really explain why he was so creepy. He just was.&lt;br /&gt;  While we were walking to the soda machines, I saw him and that was somewhat awkward, but then again not really.&lt;br /&gt;  Last night when I was talking to Sharlene, she called me my nickname, blondie, and then I told her she's not allowed to call me that and then I said the only three people who are allowed to call me that and I said the names in the order that the three people started calling me that. It was not intentional and it was kind of weird. I realize that this post is really random and doesn't make much sense. Hah, I totally almost forgot to put a title to the post.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3806705430251130151-7209747732439798049?l=blondie4629-blondie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blondie4629-blondie.blogspot.com/feeds/7209747732439798049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3806705430251130151&amp;postID=7209747732439798049' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3806705430251130151/posts/default/7209747732439798049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3806705430251130151/posts/default/7209747732439798049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blondie4629-blondie.blogspot.com/2009/02/this-week-went-by-really-fast-for-me.html' title='A Bunch of Random Thoughts'/><author><name>Blondie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09477587981969193070</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-3806705430251130151.post-7306276588374538491</id><published>2009-01-31T13:09:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T13:19:10.287-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Little Things In Life</title><content type='html'>I am typing this post using the new keyboard my mom got for the computer.  Its pretty exciting and awesome since for the past month or so I've been having to use an outdated crappy keyboard and a very distracting mouse since the one we were using just stopped working one day.  It makes me happy. Its just one of the little things in life that make me happy.&lt;br /&gt;  The keyboard is so small and thin and awesome. I like it. A lot.  I can't believe I'm blogging about a new keyboard and mouse. I'm such a nerd.&lt;br /&gt;   As for my life in general, its pretty boring and I'm not saying that's a bad thing. At all.  I finally am content and happy and not dealing with any drama in my life, except for of course my drama class and Suessical stuff. I'm SO excited for Suessical. Its going to be amazing. Watching rehearsals last Saturday was awesome even though its still rough.  Its pretty good though for just learning the dance steps and songs and lines and everything pretty recently.  I could already visualize how amazing it was going to be with costumes and lights and everything.  I can't wait till March 26th.  Opening Night.  That whole week is going to be really stressful and busy and there are going to be some really late nights doing homework after the show, but I'm prepared.  I mean, I survived the last show and staying up till 1 am doing homework and only getting like 6 hours of sleep. I can handle it and hopefully by that time, a certain situation I'm dealing with will be a whole lot better than it is now. I'm hoping.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3806705430251130151-7306276588374538491?l=blondie4629-blondie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blondie4629-blondie.blogspot.com/feeds/7306276588374538491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3806705430251130151&amp;postID=7306276588374538491' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3806705430251130151/posts/default/7306276588374538491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3806705430251130151/posts/default/7306276588374538491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blondie4629-blondie.blogspot.com/2009/01/little-things.html' title='Little Things In Life'/><author><name>Blondie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09477587981969193070</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-3806705430251130151.post-5796573589830191396</id><published>2009-01-27T17:47:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T18:01:58.330-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Thought Things Were Supposed to Get Better Now</title><content type='html'>I'm sick, not horribly sick, but sick. I feel like crap and am really miserable feeling and I got sick from one person and I know exactly which person it is who got me sick and I didn't want another reason to be mad at the person, but I do.&lt;br /&gt; I was feeling relief and  being happy, but then that went away once I officially got sick.  I feel tired and I've felt tired since like 6:30 this evening and its almost 9 pm now. Caffeine isn't working.  It usually does. I hate this...&lt;br /&gt; So my friendship with this same person who got me sick is pretty much totally non-existent now which I totally don't like at all. I want to be friends with him. I just want it to be like it was at the beginning of the school year when we had an awesome friendship. I was perfectly fine with that. Its my fault too that all this crap happened in the first place. I let it happen. I'm the cause of the friendship getting screwed up and that makes me even more upset about all this crap.&lt;br /&gt; As I said in the title of this post, I thought things were supposed to get better now. Its not happening as quickly as I would like. Its not getting better at all. It seems like he hates me and I definitely don't want that. I don't hate him.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3806705430251130151-5796573589830191396?l=blondie4629-blondie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blondie4629-blondie.blogspot.com/feeds/5796573589830191396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3806705430251130151&amp;postID=5796573589830191396' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3806705430251130151/posts/default/5796573589830191396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3806705430251130151/posts/default/5796573589830191396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blondie4629-blondie.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-thought-things-were-supposed-to-get.html' title='I Thought Things Were Supposed to Get Better Now'/><author><name>Blondie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09477587981969193070</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-3806705430251130151.post-1999744251773622779</id><published>2009-01-22T15:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T15:42:33.139-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Its Getting Better</title><content type='html'>I'm not totally pissed off anymore which I really like. I'm accepting this certain thing. Its getting better. I'm back to being in my normal happy mood most of the time. I'm starting to actually feel somewhat sorry that she's stuck with him.&lt;br /&gt; Its getting a whole lot better.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3806705430251130151-1999744251773622779?l=blondie4629-blondie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blondie4629-blondie.blogspot.com/feeds/1999744251773622779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3806705430251130151&amp;postID=1999744251773622779' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3806705430251130151/posts/default/1999744251773622779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3806705430251130151/posts/default/1999744251773622779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blondie4629-blondie.blogspot.com/2009/01/its-getting-better.html' title='Its Getting Better'/><author><name>Blondie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09477587981969193070</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-3806705430251130151.post-7615954026595232885</id><published>2009-01-19T14:29:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T14:42:13.685-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Completely and Utterly Pissed Off</title><content type='html'>I got those answers I wanted. Definitely found out what I wanted to know and I'm not particulary happy either even though I knew I wouldn't be.  I'm completely and utterly pissed off right now.  I really don't want to go to school tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;   I really don't want to see him. I'm afraid that I'm going to make a scene and start yelling at him and cussing him out. I don't want to cry, but I'm afraid I might when I know its not worth it. He's not worth it.  It won't change anything.  I'm just pissed more than anything and he's acting all dumb like he doesn't have a clue why I'm so pissed off. That's more annoying than anything. &lt;br /&gt;I'm so pissed and he deserves to be cussed out for being a total jerk.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3806705430251130151-7615954026595232885?l=blondie4629-blondie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blondie4629-blondie.blogspot.com/feeds/7615954026595232885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3806705430251130151&amp;postID=7615954026595232885' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3806705430251130151/posts/default/7615954026595232885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3806705430251130151/posts/default/7615954026595232885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blondie4629-blondie.blogspot.com/2009/01/completely-and-utterly-pissed-off.html' title='Completely and Utterly Pissed Off'/><author><name>Blondie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09477587981969193070</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-3806705430251130151.post-3333025659934241718</id><published>2009-01-15T18:55:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T19:08:54.901-08:00</updated><title type='text'>frustrated</title><content type='html'>I've been so frustrated and angry at the world lately. Well, not really the world, thats exaggerating things a little bit.  Anyways, I'm just done with being frustrated and pissed off and being in a bad mood because thats one of the things I dislike the most, being in a bad mood. I just feel crappy and I can't focus and I just hate not being in a good mood.  I'm only feeling all frustrated a lot lately because of a person.  I'm annoyed and I want some answers to stuff I think I have a right to know if the answers kinda hurt me in a way. I mean emotionally, not physically. I can handle it.  At least I have my friends who are trying to help me as much as possible and are telling me things I should probably actually listen to and not just listen and then ignore their "words of wisdom" later.  I was following my friends' "words of wisdom" earlier this week. Hopefully I'll get the answers I want really soon and things will get better and I'll start to stay in a good mood and be done with all this crap. I dislike high school and the crap that happens during it. It gets really annoying after awhile.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3806705430251130151-3333025659934241718?l=blondie4629-blondie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blondie4629-blondie.blogspot.com/feeds/3333025659934241718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3806705430251130151&amp;postID=3333025659934241718' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3806705430251130151/posts/default/3333025659934241718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3806705430251130151/posts/default/3333025659934241718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blondie4629-blondie.blogspot.com/2009/01/frustrated.html' title='frustrated'/><author><name>Blondie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09477587981969193070</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-3806705430251130151.post-2713997828302741848</id><published>2009-01-14T14:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T16:15:37.376-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My 11 minute survey</title><content type='html'>Answer all the questions honestly, and no lying to avoid stuff.&lt;br /&gt;Starting time: 5:35 p.m.&lt;br /&gt;Name: Anna&lt;br /&gt;sisters: katie&lt;br /&gt;brothers: none&lt;br /&gt;Eye Color: green&lt;br /&gt;Shoe size: 6 1/2-7 1/2&lt;br /&gt;Height: 5'5"&lt;br /&gt;What are you wearing right now? jeans, shirt, and a sweater&lt;br /&gt;Favorite Numbers: i dont have any favorite numbers&lt;br /&gt;Favorite Drink: idk&lt;br /&gt;Favorite Month: april&lt;br /&gt;Favorite Breakfast: i dont really have a favorite breakfast&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***********Have You Ever***********&lt;br /&gt;Broken a bone: no&lt;br /&gt;Been in a police car: no&lt;br /&gt;Been on a plane: yes&lt;br /&gt;Been in a hot tub: yes&lt;br /&gt;Swam in the ocean: yes&lt;br /&gt;Fallen asleep in school: I think once&lt;br /&gt;Cried when someone died: actually, no, but very close to&lt;br /&gt;Fell off your chair: yes&lt;br /&gt;Sat by the phone all night waiting for someone to call: no&lt;br /&gt;Saved e-mails: yes&lt;br /&gt;Been cheated on: no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***********What is************&lt;br /&gt;Your room like? awesome with bright orange walls!&lt;br /&gt;Whats right beside you? a desk and air&lt;br /&gt;What is the last thing you ate? chips&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;———————-Ever Had- ————————-&lt;br /&gt;Chicken pox: yes&lt;br /&gt;Sore throat: yes&lt;br /&gt;Stitches: yes&lt;br /&gt;Broken nose: no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;————————-Do You————————–&lt;br /&gt;Believe in love at first sight? not really&lt;br /&gt;Like picnics? i dont know&lt;br /&gt;Who was the last person you danced with? um, idk&lt;br /&gt;Who last made you smile? sharlene or cody&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;————————–Who—————————&lt;br /&gt;Did you last yell at? idk&lt;br /&gt;Do you wear contact lenses or glasses? i wear contacts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;———-Final Questions————-&lt;br /&gt;What are you listening to right now? music&lt;br /&gt;What did you do today? went to school and then got gas for my car&lt;br /&gt;Hate someone in your family? no&lt;br /&gt;Diamond or pearl? diamond&lt;br /&gt;Are you the oldest? no&lt;br /&gt;Indoors or outdoors? indoors&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;——————Today did you——————-&lt;br /&gt;1. Talk to someone you like? yes&lt;br /&gt;2. Kiss anyone? no&lt;br /&gt;3. Get sick? no&lt;br /&gt;4. Sing? no&lt;br /&gt;5. Talk to an ex? no&lt;br /&gt;6. Miss someone? no&lt;br /&gt;7. Eat? yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;—————-Last person who——————&lt;br /&gt;8. You talked to on the phone? cody&lt;br /&gt;9. Made you cry?idk&lt;br /&gt;10. Went to the movies with? megan&lt;br /&gt;11. You went to the mall with? megan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;——————Have you—————-----&lt;br /&gt;19. Been to Mexico? yes&lt;br /&gt;20. Been to Canada? no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;——————-Random——————–&lt;br /&gt;21. Have a crush on someone: yeah&lt;br /&gt;22. What books are you reading now: currently at this exact moment i'm not reading any books&lt;br /&gt;23. Best feeling in the world: don't know, haven't felt it yet&lt;br /&gt;24. Future kids names: i have no clue&lt;br /&gt;25. Do you sleep with a stuffed animal: no&lt;br /&gt;26. What’s under your bed: junk&lt;br /&gt;27. Favorite sport(s) to watch: the only sport i do watch is football pretty much&lt;br /&gt;28. Favorite location: my house&lt;br /&gt;32. Who do you really hate/dislike: a person, i just dislike the person, never actually hate&lt;br /&gt;33. Do you have a job: no&lt;br /&gt;35. Ever liked someone you didn’t have a chance with: yeah&lt;br /&gt;36. You lonely right now: no&lt;br /&gt;37. What time is it now? 5:46p.m.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With however long it took you to complete this, post as&lt;br /&gt;“My ____ minute survey."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3806705430251130151-2713997828302741848?l=blondie4629-blondie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blondie4629-blondie.blogspot.com/feeds/2713997828302741848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3806705430251130151&amp;postID=2713997828302741848' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3806705430251130151/posts/default/2713997828302741848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3806705430251130151/posts/default/2713997828302741848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blondie4629-blondie.blogspot.com/2009/01/my-11-minute-survey.html' title='My 11 minute survey'/><author><name>Blondie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09477587981969193070</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-3806705430251130151.post-4195885706871319189</id><published>2009-01-12T14:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T15:07:03.441-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I don't even have a clue</title><content type='html'>So, I suddenly got in a bad mood yesterday and had a mini-meltdown and it was bad. I feel like I need a good hour long cry and then I'll feel a thousand times better. I'm just I don't know. The title of this post explains itself. I want to be in my normal happy mood, but I can't. Oh well. Hopefully, it'll pass. Soon. Very soon. I hate being in a bad mood.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3806705430251130151-4195885706871319189?l=blondie4629-blondie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blondie4629-blondie.blogspot.com/feeds/4195885706871319189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3806705430251130151&amp;postID=4195885706871319189' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3806705430251130151/posts/default/4195885706871319189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3806705430251130151/posts/default/4195885706871319189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blondie4629-blondie.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-dont-even-have-clue.html' title='I don&apos;t even have a clue'/><author><name>Blondie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09477587981969193070</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-3806705430251130151.post-4749907234329890494</id><published>2009-01-09T17:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-09T18:04:52.228-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Winter Break is Over</title><content type='html'>Winter Break is over and I still want to not be in school. This week was really sad because of Morgan dying. I didn't even know her really, but I knew who she was. My practically best friend knew her when she was younger and so she was sad and I was totally all the way there for her. I could tell she was getting close to "losing it" like three times when I was around her.&lt;br /&gt; Anyways, I had my first day being on costume crew today. It was pretty fun and the people on the crew with me are pretty awesome.  We had fun even though we did boring stuff, but hey, at least we had fun while being productive. Being on costume crew for Suessical is going to be awesome and I even have already read the script(even though it was like last semester)!!  I'm excited.&lt;br /&gt; So I practically detest this girl and then I saw her (I think) yesterday at lunch and then all my "hatred" just went away, but then it came back today. Sharlene knows all about this and I don't care to explain it. All I can say about it is "Grrrr".&lt;br /&gt;   My sister left on Wednesday to go to London for a semester for college and I already kinda miss her and I'm jealous. I REALLY WANT TO GO TO LONDON!! My parents are going to visit her in March I'm pretty sure and they are seriously considering not taking me with them!! The one time I want to go out of town even if it has to mean spending "quality time" with my parents, I don't get to go!! I tried to make the excuse of I'll be broadening my horizons in preparation for June when I go to Italy and Greece for almost three weeks. I can not express how much I want to go!! I've wanted to go to London for awhile and by awhile, I mean, like since middle school. I'm definitely going to keep trying to be able to go. I don't want to miss the opportunity!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3806705430251130151-4749907234329890494?l=blondie4629-blondie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blondie4629-blondie.blogspot.com/feeds/4749907234329890494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3806705430251130151&amp;postID=4749907234329890494' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3806705430251130151/posts/default/4749907234329890494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3806705430251130151/posts/default/4749907234329890494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blondie4629-blondie.blogspot.com/2009/01/winter-break-is-over.html' title='Winter Break is Over'/><author><name>Blondie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09477587981969193070</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-3806705430251130151.post-8538223843187996249</id><published>2009-01-05T15:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T16:29:45.675-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Winter Break is Almost Over</title><content type='html'>Its sad. I have to go back to school tomorrow and go to class and be bored and "learn" and do homework and be stressed again. I'm so not looking forward to it. At least I'll be able to see all of my friends. I was supposed to hang out with around five people when I got back from Nebraska and I only was able to hang out with one person. Oh well. I had fun while it lasted.&lt;br /&gt;On an upside, I get to see what crew I'm on for Suessical finally. I'm so excited for Suessical. Its going to be awesome. I hopefully am on costume crew.&lt;br /&gt;  I hate it..all break I've been missing a certain person. I can't help that I'm missing the person, but I am. Oh well..at least I'll get to see the person at school tomorrow! Anyways, I dont really have anything else to talk about. This is a really short post.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3806705430251130151-8538223843187996249?l=blondie4629-blondie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blondie4629-blondie.blogspot.com/feeds/8538223843187996249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3806705430251130151&amp;postID=8538223843187996249' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3806705430251130151/posts/default/8538223843187996249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3806705430251130151/posts/default/8538223843187996249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blondie4629-blondie.blogspot.com/2009/01/winter-break-is-almost-over.html' title='Winter Break is Almost Over'/><author><name>Blondie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09477587981969193070</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-3806705430251130151.post-3656209324433341971</id><published>2008-12-31T21:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T21:53:40.283-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The New Year</title><content type='html'>Its been 2009 for almost an hour now and I don't feel any different and nothing has been for the better yet, but I guess that takes more than almost an hour. I came up with two resolutions for 2009 about three hours before 2009 started. I would say what the resolutions are, but I really would care not to say. Actually, only one of my friends knows what my resolutions are because I came up with it while I was talking to her.  I really do hope my resolutions for this year are "accomplished" I guess is a word I can put. Anyways, Happy New Year!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3806705430251130151-3656209324433341971?l=blondie4629-blondie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blondie4629-blondie.blogspot.com/feeds/3656209324433341971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3806705430251130151&amp;postID=3656209324433341971' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3806705430251130151/posts/default/3656209324433341971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3806705430251130151/posts/default/3656209324433341971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blondie4629-blondie.blogspot.com/2008/12/new-year.html' title='The New Year'/><author><name>Blondie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09477587981969193070</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-3806705430251130151.post-998983156998083484</id><published>2008-12-30T16:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T17:19:09.283-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas in Nebraska</title><content type='html'>I spent the last week and two days in Nebraska. I was supposed to get home late last night, but due to mechanical issues with the airplane, it was delayed an hour and therefore my mom, sister, and I would miss our connection flight so we stayed in Omaha, Nebraska with my aunt for the night.  I had fun in Nebraska, but didn't have as much fun with my mom's side of the family as I usually do mainly because I was missing someone.  The whole reason I was so excited about going to Nebraska was because I was going to get my mind off of that person. That totally did not happen at all. Oh well, I still had fun.&lt;br /&gt;  I made a snowman in honor of a person and took lots of pictures with the snowman. It was almost as tall as me! I had my sister help me make the snowman because I was not able to make it myself because I had trouble rolling the snow and whatnot and I just wanted her to help. Making the snowman was one of the best parts of the trip. It was kind of a work out. I was tired after making it and being in the cold for almost two hours. My sister and me had multiple mini snowball fights while making the snowman and just the whole time we were there. &lt;br /&gt;  I'm somewhat excited for the new year. I'm thinking getting a fresh start in the new year will help a situation I'm dealing with. I'm hoping to have one of my friends sleepover and watch the ball in New York City drop together and celebrate together. My parents haven't told me if I can have my friend come over or not yet. I really hope the answer is yes. My friend's mom gave approval. My parents are going to a party though, but it is right next door so I don't get why my friend can't come over.  Here is a survey I got from one of my friends:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last December, single or taken?&lt;br /&gt;Single.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This December, single or taken?&lt;br /&gt;Single&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you like anyone?&lt;br /&gt;I like everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you prefer warm or cold weather?&lt;br /&gt;cold!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you happy with life?&lt;br /&gt;pretty much except with one situation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Were you happy when you woke up today?&lt;br /&gt;I was tired and not wanting to be up yet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you mad at anyone right now?&lt;br /&gt;not mad, just frustrated&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Could you go a day without eating?&lt;br /&gt;no! unless I'm sick and don't feel like eating&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How long does it take you to shower?&lt;br /&gt;depends..usually around 15 minutes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How was the weekend?&lt;br /&gt;pretty good&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does the last person you talked to mean anything to you?&lt;br /&gt;yes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you confused?&lt;br /&gt;not really&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many clothes do you have in your closet?&lt;br /&gt;I don't have many clothes in my closet, but a lot in the laundry and in my dresser/room&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever talked about marriage with another person?&lt;br /&gt;kinda&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you have any unread text messages this morning when you woke up?&lt;br /&gt;no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you miss anyone right now?&lt;br /&gt;yes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you good at hiding your emotions?&lt;br /&gt;usually&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is the last person you talked to on the phone today?&lt;br /&gt;megan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you regret anything from your past?&lt;br /&gt;I don't exactly "regret" anything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you could seek revenge on someone would you?&lt;br /&gt;depends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Excited for anything? What?&lt;br /&gt;I'm excited about multiple things&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is your last text from and what does it say?&lt;br /&gt;megan&lt;br /&gt;"Hey, so when are you getting back so we can go starbucking?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you know anyone with the same name as you?&lt;br /&gt;yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How's your heart lately?&lt;br /&gt;pretty content&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever worn the opposite sex's clothing?&lt;br /&gt;I don't know; if I have, I don't recall it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you happier in a relationship or single?&lt;br /&gt;I have nothing to compare to single&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're a sharpie marker, what color are you?&lt;br /&gt;orange!(my favorite color)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many months until your birthday?&lt;br /&gt;a few&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How will life be 4 years from now?&lt;br /&gt;I don't know, hopefully good&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you put shampoo in your left or right hand?&lt;br /&gt;I have no clue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many times do you knock on a door?&lt;br /&gt;I usually use the doorbell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What type of people do you feel most comfortable with?&lt;br /&gt;my closest friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you write how you speak?&lt;br /&gt;sometimes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you understand football?&lt;br /&gt;yeah, for the most part&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever stayed up all night on the phone?&lt;br /&gt;nope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does it take a lot to make you cry?&lt;br /&gt;depends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you could move somewhere else, would you?&lt;br /&gt;not now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When is the last time you got really frustrated?&lt;br /&gt;um, probably today sometime, I get frustrated often&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you happy with the way things are going?&lt;br /&gt;yeah,pretty much&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you think you would be a good parent?&lt;br /&gt;um..not at the moment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever had the smoke alarm go off because of the steam from your shower?&lt;br /&gt;no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blue, black, or red pens?&lt;br /&gt;doesn't matter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you curse a lot?&lt;br /&gt;nope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you go in public looking like you do right now?&lt;br /&gt;yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you think cheaters deserves 2nd chances?&lt;br /&gt;depends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who was the first person you talked to this morning?&lt;br /&gt;my mom probably&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you worry about what people think about you?&lt;br /&gt;not really&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's your favorite holiday?&lt;br /&gt;Easter and Christmas(I know, Easter is a weird favorite holiday)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When's your birthday?&lt;br /&gt;not saying online&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever dyed your hair?&lt;br /&gt;yeah, but it was really, really,really temporary&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever had braces?&lt;br /&gt;What are you talking about? I have them now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you close with your parents?&lt;br /&gt;kinda&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you get up every morning and fix your hair?&lt;br /&gt;I usually just brush it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you have trust issues?&lt;br /&gt;sometimes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you get attached easily?&lt;br /&gt;depends&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3806705430251130151-998983156998083484?l=blondie4629-blondie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blondie4629-blondie.blogspot.com/feeds/998983156998083484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3806705430251130151&amp;postID=998983156998083484' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3806705430251130151/posts/default/998983156998083484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3806705430251130151/posts/default/998983156998083484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blondie4629-blondie.blogspot.com/2008/12/christmas-in-nebraska.html' title='Christmas in Nebraska'/><author><name>Blondie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09477587981969193070</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-3806705430251130151.post-5022951824854774955</id><published>2008-12-20T09:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-20T10:17:57.100-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Winter Break</title><content type='html'>Today is officially the first day of winter break, but I already kinda started it because I've already hung out with people and relaxed even though I had to take exams.  I'm so relieved to be on break even though I don't want it as badly as I did like a week ago.  I know I need it so I can get out of town and get my mind off things. I dislike it when I get drama in my life and my life becomes complicated. Its frustrating and I start feeling five million emotions at once(literally, if there were 5 million different types of emotions, I would feel them all at once). I was really excited at the beginning of the week to get out of town, but now I'm not as much anymore because this week has been really awesome. I still do want to go to the middle of nowheresville, Nebraska. It will help a ton. I'm finally not frustrated or pissed at the world like I have been. I'm finally back to being my happy, relaxed self. &lt;br /&gt;  The past two days I've gone over to my guy friend's house to play Halo. I can't believe I lost to someone that is almost worse at Halo than me. Technically speaking, we've been playing Halo 3.  He's been keeping track of how many more times he's killed me than I have. Oh well, I've had fun. I taught his sister how to play too! After I told her the controls I totally massacred her then. She wanted to kill me at least 6 times, I only let her kill me 5 times. Actually, I didn't actually let her kill me at all, she purely actually killed me. After two games of losing against my guy friend and massacring his sister, it got competitive. He was mad that I massacred his sister. We played another game and I lost really badly, but we were to the point of being so competitive that we were pretty much shouting at each other. &lt;br /&gt;  Guys who first meet me always think I'm just this preppy, normal, quiet girl who would never dare to play Halo. They are so wrong.  I do dress more on the preppy side, but I'm definitely not normal or quiet and I most definitely play Halo and I get into it.  Now, I never would actually want to literally kill someone really, just in Halo. That's all. Its like my favorite video game, but that's not saying much because I don't play many video games.&lt;br /&gt;  This is the fourth year in a row going to the middle of nowhere for Christmas. Oh well, at least this time if I get bored with hanging out with my relatives, I have a goal which I will accomplish which is making an epic snowman in my guy friend's honor.  It's going to be epic..I'm totally taking pics of it. I'm not even totally sure how it's going to be epic besides its going to be in my guy friend's honor. I'll make it epic somehow and I know there will be snow because I keep hearing from my relatives out in the middle of nowhere that they have been getting snow. I'm also making my sister help me with the epic snowman. I'm excited. I haven't been able to make a snowman in a while. I really was excited and wanting to go really badly because of me wanting to get away from drama going on in my life and just how frustrated/pissed I was on and off and not being my totally happy self, but now since things changed this week and I'm back to my totally normal happy self again, I'm not being as willing to go. Oh well. I know I'll still have fun and get my mind off everything that I'm leaving behind for a week.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I should be off to pack and such since I'm leaving tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3806705430251130151-5022951824854774955?l=blondie4629-blondie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blondie4629-blondie.blogspot.com/feeds/5022951824854774955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3806705430251130151&amp;postID=5022951824854774955' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3806705430251130151/posts/default/5022951824854774955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3806705430251130151/posts/default/5022951824854774955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blondie4629-blondie.blogspot.com/2008/12/winter-break.html' title='Winter Break'/><author><name>Blondie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09477587981969193070</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-3806705430251130151.post-5521278172320161278</id><published>2008-12-13T18:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T18:48:22.213-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mini Mu '08</title><content type='html'>Today was the Mini Mu competition at school and it was lots of fun.  I proctored with one of my friends which was awesome. I disliked the fact that at first I was going to proctor Algebra 1 kids by myself and that the only reason I got to proctor with someone and proctor Elementary kids instead was because two of my friends who were supposed to proctor together ended up not being able to come. Sadness.  I broke the rules and texted during part of the second test. Oh well. No officers came in or anything while I was texting.&lt;br /&gt;  The theme of the tests was Dr. Suess which was awesome. The elementary kids tests dealt with The Lorax. I took the second test which was pretty easy, but it was really bad because I got a few wrong! Once again, sadness. The first test the elementary kids had was written really badly and so a ton of kids disputed that test, but I don't blame them. It really was written badly and I found out who wrote the test and it explains a lot why the test was written badly just by finding out who wrote the test. I found no errors with the second test and neither did the girl I was proctoring with.&lt;br /&gt;  Oh yeah, a certain situation I thought died down, but nope, I found out information and so I'm dealing with drama! Fun!-sarcasm- Grrr. I'm counting down the days till I'm getting out of town for a week and I'm going out to the middle of nowhere practically. Anyways, I'm going to bed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3806705430251130151-5521278172320161278?l=blondie4629-blondie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blondie4629-blondie.blogspot.com/feeds/5521278172320161278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3806705430251130151&amp;postID=5521278172320161278' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3806705430251130151/posts/default/5521278172320161278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3806705430251130151/posts/default/5521278172320161278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blondie4629-blondie.blogspot.com/2008/12/mini-mu-08.html' title='Mini Mu &apos;08'/><author><name>Blondie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09477587981969193070</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-3806705430251130151.post-5711735351501614507</id><published>2008-12-08T18:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T18:26:00.447-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bad mood</title><content type='html'>Lately, I've been in a bad mood off and on and its starting to get annoying. That last statement might sound like I'm bi-polar, but its nowhere close to that.  I've only been like this because of one person and that person is being freaking annoying and making our friendship weird all because the said friend found out something like two weeks ago and had a drama filled week and now I thought our friendship was going back to normal, but no, its just getting weirder and weirder each day. I also give this said friend rides often and now I think the said friend is just starting to use me for rides, but I haven't mentioned this to the said friend yet.  Ahhh, I hate the awkwardness.  It needs to stop because its confusing the hell out of me because this said friend is being WAY too emotional and one day the said friend is mad at me and the next the said friend is back to normal and happy with me and I don't even do anything. I hate this because this said friend is getting mad off and on at me when I don't even do anything! Its like I'm getting blamed for the bad things that are going on in the said friend's day and the said friend finds me a perfect person to be angry with because of the certain thing the said friend knows.  I can't help but rant right now. I'm just so pissed. I really want Winter Break already because I really need to go out in the middle of nowhere to Nebraska where I'm going a few days after I get out of school speaking of which I can only exempt one exam which makes me kinda mad, but I expected to be able to only exempt one exam. oh well. I really just need to think about stuff thats happened lately and need to get things off my mind and hopefully over a certain situation/person.  Well, the person I'm kinda over. The situation keeps pissing me off. Anyways, I'm just really wanting the break because I'll feel so much better after it. It will give me lots of time to get my mind off the stuff thats happened recently. Thats my rant for now and I don't really feel any better after ranting which I was hoping I would feel better after ranting like I usually do, but I really don't. =(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3806705430251130151-5711735351501614507?l=blondie4629-blondie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blondie4629-blondie.blogspot.com/feeds/5711735351501614507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3806705430251130151&amp;postID=5711735351501614507' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3806705430251130151/posts/default/5711735351501614507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3806705430251130151/posts/default/5711735351501614507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blondie4629-blondie.blogspot.com/2008/12/bad-mood.html' title='Bad mood'/><author><name>Blondie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09477587981969193070</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-3806705430251130151.post-664666818285292157</id><published>2008-12-05T19:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-06T10:58:45.717-08:00</updated><title type='text'>re-doing coutndown thingy i did awhile back</title><content type='html'>So, I did a count-down note thingy a while back and I reread it last night(because I was bored) and realized that I really kinda want to re-do it, so here it goes(also, again, because I'm bored):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 things you want to say to 10 different people:&lt;br /&gt;1)I finally figured out that I wanted our friendship to be more than friends and then you found out and look what happened....the outcome is exactly how I imagined, but thats not a good thing. I think that you think that I'm completely crushed and hurt, but I'm really not. I mean, I'm not particulary happy about the situation, but I'm dealing with it perfectly fine.  By the way, you've been way too moody lately...and thats weird considering you're a guy.&lt;br /&gt;2)Still backing you up 100%!&lt;br /&gt;3)I am so thankful that I'm still friends with you because you were so helpful even though it kinda created more drama, but I still love you for helping so much!&lt;br /&gt;4)I'm still really glad you're not the stereotypical Asian and thanks for listening to me rant for literally hours about a certain topic. I kinda feel sorry you had to listen to me rant the most.&lt;br /&gt;5)We're really kinda becoming not friends and I don't like that. Maybe I'll try talking to you more in the class we have together.&lt;br /&gt;6)You are making my friend so happy right now and I plan for her to stay happy. By the way, stop glaring at us, its annoying.&lt;br /&gt;7)I'm glad we're becoming better friends again. You're an awesome person!&lt;br /&gt;8)I'm so happy that we're really good friends this year. You're awesome even though you've made moments awkward while a certain person is around.You just feel like you can say certain things freely without it being weird, but its ok.  I forgive you for making some moments awkward.&lt;br /&gt;9)Its kinda funny how practically in an instant you started obsessing over Twilight. Its ok, I understand.&lt;br /&gt;10)My walking buddy! You're awesome and you're my only friend who actually seems interested when I'm ranting about a certain topic. Thanks for that, it makes me feel like someone still cares.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9 things about yourself:&lt;br /&gt;1)I love playing piano.&lt;br /&gt;2)One of my favorite subjects is history for some weird reason.&lt;br /&gt;3)My favorite color is orange.&lt;br /&gt;4)I can be very loud once you get to know me.&lt;br /&gt;5)I'm very weird, but I love being weird.&lt;br /&gt;6)I have amazing friends.&lt;br /&gt;7)Idk..&lt;br /&gt;8)I ran out of things&lt;br /&gt;9)or its just because its hard thinking about things about yourself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 ways to win your heart:&lt;br /&gt;I had a list the first time I did this. I want to get rid of that list because there's no set things really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 things that cross your mind a lot:&lt;br /&gt;1)My friends&lt;br /&gt;2)My family&lt;br /&gt;3)One friend in particular&lt;br /&gt;4)Going to Italy and Greece over summer&lt;br /&gt;5)God&lt;br /&gt;6)My future&lt;br /&gt;7)My other friend in particular, but not as much as the person mentioned in number 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6 things you wish you never did:&lt;br /&gt;1)Put off trying to go to Europe sooner&lt;br /&gt;2)Quitting piano lessons for a year&lt;br /&gt;3)Making a fool of myself&lt;br /&gt;4)Letting a person find out something&lt;br /&gt;5)Overreact about a certain situation&lt;br /&gt;6)Make a friend in particular get pissed off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 things you want right now:&lt;br /&gt;1)To go to Italy and get away from here.&lt;br /&gt;2)A certain something that my closest friends know about&lt;br /&gt;3)A tuned piano&lt;br /&gt;4)Better grades in a few of my classes(not that they're horrible!)&lt;br /&gt;5)A certain person to quit getting pissed off at me so easily when I don't even do anything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 people you love:&lt;br /&gt;1) My family&lt;br /&gt;2)My friends&lt;br /&gt;3)God&lt;br /&gt;4)Myself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 smileys that describe your life:&lt;br /&gt;1) :p&lt;br /&gt;2) :)&lt;br /&gt;3) :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 things you want before you die:&lt;br /&gt;1) To have done something worthy with my life.&lt;br /&gt;2) To have seen the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 confession:&lt;br /&gt;One of my closest friends keeps pissing me off because the friend is moody.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3806705430251130151-664666818285292157?l=blondie4629-blondie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blondie4629-blondie.blogspot.com/feeds/664666818285292157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3806705430251130151&amp;postID=664666818285292157' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3806705430251130151/posts/default/664666818285292157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3806705430251130151/posts/default/664666818285292157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blondie4629-blondie.blogspot.com/2008/12/re-doing-coutndown-thingy-i-did-awhile.html' title='re-doing coutndown thingy i did awhile back'/><author><name>Blondie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09477587981969193070</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-3806705430251130151.post-2567224045650387045</id><published>2008-12-02T15:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T17:42:41.937-08:00</updated><title type='text'>omg! happy!</title><content type='html'>So, the hard drive crashed in the computer I usually use like a week ago and today I finally have total internet access again and I'm so happy. It seriously sucked not having total internet access for I think it was eight days. I mean, my dad has his laptop, but his laptop is what he uses for work mainly so he was super paranoid about me getting on. He thinks the websites I go on are weird...sure, dad, if you think Facebook and my email accounts are weird sites. Anyways, he let me get on a few times, but not for long at all which I'm not surprised and he didn't want me getting on Facebook even though I did.&lt;br /&gt;  Anyways, I'm just really happy that I have total internet access again even though I have to go bookmark all the pages I had bookmarked again and download stuff onto the computer again, but oh well. I'll manage.&lt;br /&gt;  Oh yeah, I spent my Thanksgiving break being sick(not drastically sick) and then getting over my sickness. I still am getting over my sickness a little bit, but its mostly gone. I actually didn't totally stuff myself with food though. Thats all I really have to post about. I need to go finish homework anyways.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3806705430251130151-2567224045650387045?l=blondie4629-blondie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blondie4629-blondie.blogspot.com/feeds/2567224045650387045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3806705430251130151&amp;postID=2567224045650387045' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3806705430251130151/posts/default/2567224045650387045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3806705430251130151/posts/default/2567224045650387045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blondie4629-blondie.blogspot.com/2008/12/omg-happy.html' title='omg! happy!'/><author><name>Blondie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09477587981969193070</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-3806705430251130151.post-273345187873347763</id><published>2008-11-21T17:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-21T18:04:03.849-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Twilight Movie!!</title><content type='html'>Omg, me being a Twilight fan, I went and saw the movie today with one of my friends! It was amazing! It could have been better, but it was amazing, better than my real obsession with Harry Potter and how they screw the movies up.  The Twilight movie was definitely not screwed up, they had so many lines that were straight from the book and it was amazing!&lt;br /&gt;  Seeing Twilight made me become in an extremely happy mood! I mean, events from yesterday made me become in a happy mood even though at first I was pissed because something was supposed to happen and then never did. The thing that was supposed to happen was something I really wanted to happen and have been waiting for and it only didn't happen because time passed.  Anways, I'm happy and back on my extremely happy high that I was on a few weeks ago. I love feeling this happy because almost nothing messes with my mood.&lt;br /&gt;  This post is really short, but oh well..I don't really have anything else to say.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3806705430251130151-273345187873347763?l=blondie4629-blondie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blondie4629-blondie.blogspot.com/feeds/273345187873347763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3806705430251130151&amp;postID=273345187873347763' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3806705430251130151/posts/default/273345187873347763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3806705430251130151/posts/default/273345187873347763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blondie4629-blondie.blogspot.com/2008/11/twilight-movie.html' title='Twilight Movie!!'/><author><name>Blondie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09477587981969193070</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-3806705430251130151.post-1490031113221948033</id><published>2008-11-20T16:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T17:09:53.284-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happier than I have been recently</title><content type='html'>The title of this post explains itself. I'm finally actually back to my normal happiness level that I usually am. I was over happy for about two weeks and then that ended and made drama happen that was my fault in the first place too which I hate when that happens(and I just realized I'm probably going to have run-on sentences).&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, this week has been eventful and I don't mean regular school week, I mean the whole entire week starting with Sunday night which I was kinda wishing that what happened Sunday night didn't happen, but now I'm really glad it happened. I'm disliking at the moment my run-on sentences. Oh well, I'm over it. Ok, well, back to this week, I had an eventful week and so did another person that I'm friends with. I'm not going to go into detail, but yeah..it was eventful and it made me have emotions left and right. Oh well, this week is thankfully ending soon and I'm happy about that and I'm back to normal happiness level which I like. Thats all I'm really going to post about this week because I really dont feel like blogging about it and just explaining it because its complicated..and I don't have the patience to really explain anything about it and it doesn't need to be explained over the internet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.~I'm seeing Twilight tomorrow!!! yay!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3806705430251130151-1490031113221948033?l=blondie4629-blondie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blondie4629-blondie.blogspot.com/feeds/1490031113221948033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3806705430251130151&amp;postID=1490031113221948033' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3806705430251130151/posts/default/1490031113221948033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3806705430251130151/posts/default/1490031113221948033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blondie4629-blondie.blogspot.com/2008/11/happier-than-i-have-been-recently.html' title='Happier than I have been recently'/><author><name>Blondie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09477587981969193070</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-3806705430251130151.post-1529662696250604341</id><published>2008-11-13T15:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T16:08:05.276-08:00</updated><title type='text'>random</title><content type='html'>So, the other night my dad told me that I was almost halfway done with my junior year. I didn't like the reminder because I really am wanting this school year to go as slow as possible even though its supposedly your most stressful and hardest year in high school. Well, this school year has been somewhat stressful for me, but not too bad and this school year so far has been awesome for me and my friends know why, well, most of my friends at least.&lt;br /&gt; I started typing and thought of other things to rant about, but I totally forgot. Go me and my blondness. I've been like this for about two weeks now like really badly because my mind is drifting off about a certain something else and I can't help it. I'm really glad I haven't forgotten anything really important though like school stuff. I seriously can't remember what I was going to type. Grr. Since I can't remember, I'll go onto a different subject/topic.&lt;br /&gt;  My closest friends right now, especially my best friend, know that I've been wanting a certain something to happen and now I'm already giving up on it which I really shouldn't do.  My friends that know what the certain something is have been supporting me not as much as they could, but I'm perfectly fine with that. Yeah, I realize I'm being kinda secretive with the "certain something" thing. Its for a reason. So, I can't really think of anything else to rant about which is odd because I've been ranting non-stop for the past week and a half or so to my friends, one in particular who I can't believe isn't annoyed with me because I'll rant to her about a certain subject(there I go being secretive again) for like a half hour straight without stopping(maybe not that long). Anyways, av revoir.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3806705430251130151-1529662696250604341?l=blondie4629-blondie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blondie4629-blondie.blogspot.com/feeds/1529662696250604341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3806705430251130151&amp;postID=1529662696250604341' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3806705430251130151/posts/default/1529662696250604341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3806705430251130151/posts/default/1529662696250604341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blondie4629-blondie.blogspot.com/2008/11/random.html' title='random'/><author><name>Blondie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09477587981969193070</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-3806705430251130151.post-7546709369143493283</id><published>2008-11-02T13:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T13:39:18.212-08:00</updated><title type='text'>anatomy of gray</title><content type='html'>Anatomy of Gray was amazing every single time I watched it which was 3 times for the whole play and 4 times for the first act.  The actors were awesome, but I already knew that ahead of time.  I was enertained every time I watched it and usually I get bored by the 3rd time I watch something.  I'm kinda sad its done though, but I had fun being on makeup crew(I'm trying a different crew like props or costumes for the next play).&lt;br /&gt; I got to sit with friends everytime I watched it(especially since I didnt have to be backstage during the play). My friends liked the play a lot. My friends also said the same things about a certain something thats been going on.  During intermission on opening night, being a techie and all, I'm weird so I was being weird and I was getting stared at a little. My friends told me that people were staring at me(especially a certain person) and I was like, oh well, I don't care, I'm a techie. I was also being kinda weird because I was a little hyper.  The things my friends said about a certain thing are things I hope happen soon.  Also, if you're wondering why I'm not plain out saying things its for a reason, a very good reason. Random thought: I'm listening to Katy Perry(I love her music).&lt;br /&gt;  Oh yeah, Halloween was fun. I was Ginny Weasley for Halloween and so my hair is not its natural hair color. I havent washed out the hair dye yet..I like my "artificial intelligence"(two people backstage told me that I should get the hair color permanent). I had lots of fun being a Harry Potter dork. Sadly, there weren't very many little kids out trick-or-treating. Oh well..it was still fun. I realized this post is really random and kinda disorganized..&lt;br /&gt; Omg, I really wanna rant about a certain thing, but I'm not going to because first, I'm going to save the ranting for one of my friends who needs to know about it and the rant would be about a person who can read this. Yeah, this post is kinda "secretive" I guess I could say. I'm off to ranting to my friend..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3806705430251130151-7546709369143493283?l=blondie4629-blondie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blondie4629-blondie.blogspot.com/feeds/7546709369143493283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3806705430251130151&amp;postID=7546709369143493283' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3806705430251130151/posts/default/7546709369143493283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3806705430251130151/posts/default/7546709369143493283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blondie4629-blondie.blogspot.com/2008/11/anatomy-of-gray.html' title='anatomy of gray'/><author><name>Blondie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09477587981969193070</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-3806705430251130151.post-1807203698503812190</id><published>2008-10-26T18:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T18:23:50.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'>an update</title><content type='html'>I'm really loving life right now. I guess I have one or two reasons for being in a good mood, but its mainly I'm just living life and liking it.  This school year is a thousand times better than last school year. I mean, I've been stressed a little, but not too much.&lt;br /&gt;  I'm SO excited for Anatomy of Grey! We had our first dress rehearsal on Saturday and it was lots of fun. I went to Goodwill and back(from school) in 5 minutes. Thats impressive especially since we actually had to buy something(we being the group of people I went with plus me). We jammed ourselves in the back of Dustin's jeep(4 of us in the back, Sabrina in front). Me and the other girl on the group of us in the back weren't exactly on an actual seat. We totally blared music on the way there and back and were singing along loudly. We looked like a group of crazy teenagers probably. It was really fun mainly because we were sitting in Mrs. O's room for over an hour with nothing to do. We survived the first dress rehearsal, we just have to do the same thing a bunch of times this week..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. I did two peoples makeup all by myself(I'm proud of myself for doing that seeing as I've never done stage makeup before, I was just taught how to put it on.) Oh yeah Cody, that means you were the first one I ever put stage makeup on.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3806705430251130151-1807203698503812190?l=blondie4629-blondie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blondie4629-blondie.blogspot.com/feeds/1807203698503812190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3806705430251130151&amp;postID=1807203698503812190' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3806705430251130151/posts/default/1807203698503812190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3806705430251130151/posts/default/1807203698503812190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blondie4629-blondie.blogspot.com/2008/10/update.html' title='an update'/><author><name>Blondie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09477587981969193070</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-3806705430251130151.post-3304748034866496690</id><published>2008-10-17T20:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T20:45:55.133-07:00</updated><title type='text'>a result of boredom</title><content type='html'>I got this from Kejing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Last beverage→ iced tea&lt;br /&gt;2. Last phone call→ um, probably sharlene&lt;br /&gt;3. Last instant message→ jessica&lt;br /&gt;4. Last cd played→ uhhh..idk&lt;br /&gt;5. Last time you cried→ i dont know&lt;br /&gt;6. Last text message→ from megan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SIX HAVE YOU EVER:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Dated someone twice? no&lt;br /&gt;2. Been cheated on? no&lt;br /&gt;3. Kissed someone &amp;amp; regretted it? no&lt;br /&gt;4. Lost someone special? yes&lt;br /&gt;5. Been depressed? i've been really sad, but not actually depressed&lt;br /&gt;6. Been drunk and threw up? no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LIST THREE FAVORITE COLORS:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. orange&lt;br /&gt;2. pink&lt;br /&gt;3. green? i dont know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THIS MONTH HAVE YOU:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Made a new friend? not really&lt;br /&gt;2. Fallen out of love? no&lt;br /&gt;3. Laughed until you cried? yes&lt;br /&gt;4. Met someone who changed your life? no&lt;br /&gt;5. Found out who your true friends were? kinda&lt;br /&gt;6. Is there something you want to tell someone? kinda&lt;br /&gt;7. How many people on your friends list do you know in real life? I know who all of the people are on my friends list&lt;br /&gt;8. How many kids do you want to have? like one or two, but not now!&lt;br /&gt;9. Do you have any pets? yes&lt;br /&gt;10. Do you want to change your name? not really&lt;br /&gt;11. What did you do for your last birthday? had an awesome sleepover&lt;br /&gt;12. What time did you wake up today? around 8:30a.m.&lt;br /&gt;13. What were you doing at midnight last night? sleeping&lt;br /&gt;14. Name something you CANNOT wait for? going to Italy and Greece during summer but I have to wait to eat gilato&lt;br /&gt;15. Last time you saw your father? right before I got on the computer&lt;br /&gt;16. What is one thing you wish you could change about your life? idk&lt;br /&gt;17. What are you listening to right now? All Over You by The Spill Canvas&lt;br /&gt;18. Have you ever talked to Rob? who's Rob&lt;br /&gt;19. Who's getting on your nerves right now? someone&lt;br /&gt;20. Most visited webpage? facebook&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;001. Whats your real name? um, people who know me should know my name&lt;br /&gt;002. Nicknames → blondie, window girl(long story), grandma(also, long story)&lt;br /&gt;003. Status → um..my facebook status is concerning that I had a flour fight with my sister&lt;br /&gt;004. Zodiac sign → Aries&lt;br /&gt;005. Male or female → female&lt;br /&gt;006. Elementary → NFC(dislike this school SO much)&lt;br /&gt;007. Middle school → Deerlake&lt;br /&gt;008. High school → Chiles&lt;br /&gt;09. Hair color → blonde&lt;br /&gt;010. Long or short → if you mean for hair length, kinda like medium length&lt;br /&gt;011. Are you health freak? → not really&lt;br /&gt;012. Height → 5'5"&lt;br /&gt;013. Do you have a crush on someone → umm..&lt;br /&gt;014. Do you like yourself → most of the time&lt;br /&gt;015. Piercings → my ears&lt;br /&gt;016. Tattoos → no&lt;br /&gt;017. Righty or lefty → righty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FIRSTS :&lt;br /&gt;018. First piercing → my ears&lt;br /&gt;019. First best friend → Rachel, in Wisconsin&lt;br /&gt;020. First award → I forget&lt;br /&gt;021. First sport you joined → I forget, I tried many sports as a child&lt;br /&gt;022. First pet → my dog&lt;br /&gt;023. First vacation → how am I supposed to know?&lt;br /&gt;024. First concert → umm..&lt;br /&gt;025. First Belief → Santa Claus, I didn't know he wasn't real till I was like 10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CURRENTLY :&lt;br /&gt;026.Eating → nothing&lt;br /&gt;027. Drinking → nothing&lt;br /&gt;028. I'm about to → go to bed after I'm done with this&lt;br /&gt;029. Listening to → Faking my Own Suicide by Relient K, but the song is almost over&lt;br /&gt;030. Waiting for → the summer or just winter break&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOUR FUTURE :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;031. Want kids? yeah, eventually&lt;br /&gt;032. Want to get married? yeah&lt;br /&gt;033.  Careers in mind? something to do with theatre&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THERE IS NO CATEGORY NAME HERE SO I WILL MAKE ONE :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;034. Lips or eyes → um..idk&lt;br /&gt;035. Hugs or kisses → hugs&lt;br /&gt;036. Shorter or taller →  taller&lt;br /&gt;037. Romantic or spontaneous →  romantic&lt;br /&gt;038. Nice stomach or nice arms → it doesnt matter that much to me..i would prefer both though&lt;br /&gt;039. Sensitive or loud → umm...&lt;br /&gt;040. Hook-up or relationship → relationship&lt;br /&gt;041. Trouble maker or hesitant → once again..umm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAVE YOU EVER:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;042. Drank hard liquor: no&lt;br /&gt;043. Lost glasses/contacts → haha, yeah&lt;br /&gt;044. Ran away from home →  no&lt;br /&gt;045. Broken someone's heart →  I really hope not!&lt;br /&gt;046. Been arrested → no&lt;br /&gt;047.  Turned someone down → yeah&lt;br /&gt;048. Cried when someone died → no, but I've been very close to crying&lt;br /&gt;049. Liked a guy/girl friend → yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DO YOU BELIEVE IN:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;050. Yourself → sometimes&lt;br /&gt;051. Miracles → kinda&lt;br /&gt;052. Love at first sight → not really unless it happens to me&lt;br /&gt;053. Heaven → yeah&lt;br /&gt;054. Santa Claus → no&lt;br /&gt;055. Kissing on the first date → no&lt;br /&gt;056. Angels →  yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANSWER TRUTHFULLY :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;057. Is there one person you want to be with right now? yes&lt;br /&gt;058. Had more than one boyfriend/girlfriend at one time? no&lt;br /&gt;059. Do you believe in God? yes&lt;br /&gt;060. Posting this as 100 Truths? um, i dont even have 100, so no&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3806705430251130151-3304748034866496690?l=blondie4629-blondie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blondie4629-blondie.blogspot.com/feeds/3304748034866496690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3806705430251130151&amp;postID=3304748034866496690' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3806705430251130151/posts/default/3304748034866496690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3806705430251130151/posts/default/3304748034866496690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blondie4629-blondie.blogspot.com/2008/10/result-of-boredom.html' title='a result of boredom'/><author><name>Blondie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09477587981969193070</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-3806705430251130151.post-8744127820924138278</id><published>2008-10-15T17:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T18:14:26.575-07:00</updated><title type='text'>count down</title><content type='html'>10 things you want to say to 10 different people:&lt;br /&gt;1) I'm backing you 100% on all the crap thats going on and I want all the crap to stop just like you do.&lt;br /&gt;2) You were a complete jerk to me, but I'll still accept an apology.&lt;br /&gt;3) I'm really glad that we became good friends this year, but I don't know if I want it to be more than friends.&lt;br /&gt;4) Every time I hear you open your mouth, you're complaining. I think you do that because you want to attract attention to yourself. Yeah, you're attracting attention, but not in a good way. Just get over yourself and stop complaining about things that are NOT important.&lt;br /&gt;5) I'm really glad you are not the stereotypical Asian.&lt;br /&gt;6) I wish you would stop being the stereotypical Asian.&lt;br /&gt;7) You shut me out last school year and I've told you and I still want our friendship to go back to how it was at the beginning of our friendship.&lt;br /&gt;8) You are the cause of the crap happening right now.  I want everything to come out in the open, but its just not happening. I've recently tried starting to talk to you, but nothing is really coming out of it either and I don't know if it would be a good idea to talk to you face-to-face.&lt;br /&gt;9)I'm kinda glad I met you, but you can still get as annoying as you were when I first met you.&lt;br /&gt;10)I'm sorry that I sometimes forget to wait for you so we can be walking buddies to 3rd and 4th period. I'm really glad we are walking buddies though!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9 things about yourself:&lt;br /&gt;1)I love playing piano.&lt;br /&gt;2)I like music of all kinds except for country music. Country music just bugs me.&lt;br /&gt;3)One of my favorite subjects in history for some odd reason.&lt;br /&gt;4)I like my ipod even though I haven't listened to it for a little while.&lt;br /&gt;5)I like learning about other countries(mostly Europe).&lt;br /&gt;6)My favorite color is orange.&lt;br /&gt;7)I have awesome friends.&lt;br /&gt;8)I like playing a new piano piece.&lt;br /&gt;9)I'm not a high maintenance type of person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 ways to win your heart:&lt;br /&gt;1)Be nice, but not too nice.&lt;br /&gt;2)Have a good personality.&lt;br /&gt;3)Don't be clingy.&lt;br /&gt;4)If I'm telling a pointless "story", try not to tune me out.&lt;br /&gt;5)Hold hands with me.&lt;br /&gt;6)Don't have a crappy sense of humor.&lt;br /&gt;7)Deal with my sarcasm.&lt;br /&gt;8)Be smart, not nerd smart, but smart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 things that cross your mind a lot:&lt;br /&gt;1)My family&lt;br /&gt;2)My friends&lt;br /&gt;3)Crap thats been going on&lt;br /&gt;4)God&lt;br /&gt;5)School&lt;br /&gt;6)My future&lt;br /&gt;7) Going to Italy and Greece over summer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6 things you wish you never did:&lt;br /&gt;1) Put off trying to go to Europe sooner&lt;br /&gt;2)Making a fool of myself&lt;br /&gt;3)Quitting piano lessons for a year&lt;br /&gt;4)Said things to a certain person&lt;br /&gt;5)Put off being in a Drama class&lt;br /&gt;6)Lie to my parents&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 things you want right now:&lt;br /&gt;1)Something I've only told my closest friend.&lt;br /&gt;2)To have charged batteries in "my" camera.&lt;br /&gt;3)To go to Italy.&lt;br /&gt;4)Better grades in two of my classes.&lt;br /&gt;5)A tuned piano.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 people you love:&lt;br /&gt;1)My family&lt;br /&gt;2)My friends&lt;br /&gt;3)God&lt;br /&gt;4)Myself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 smileys that describe your life:&lt;br /&gt;1) :P&lt;br /&gt;2):)&lt;br /&gt;3):D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 things you want before you die:&lt;br /&gt;1)To have done something worthy with my life.&lt;br /&gt;2)To have seen the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 confession:&lt;br /&gt;I'm finding out who my real friends are.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3806705430251130151-8744127820924138278?l=blondie4629-blondie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blondie4629-blondie.blogspot.com/feeds/8744127820924138278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3806705430251130151&amp;postID=8744127820924138278' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3806705430251130151/posts/default/8744127820924138278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3806705430251130151/posts/default/8744127820924138278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blondie4629-blondie.blogspot.com/2008/10/count-down.html' title='count down'/><author><name>Blondie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09477587981969193070</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-3806705430251130151.post-4288885585572126120</id><published>2008-10-13T18:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T19:05:32.801-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cafe Dinner Theater</title><content type='html'>So, on Saturday night at the Summerbrooke Country Club, the Drama department had cafe dinner theater going on which was awesome. I was part of the random disturbance committee which is exactly what the name of it is. Anyways, I was in three scenes and the second one did not go too well, but I'll get there in a minute.&lt;br /&gt;   My parents came and so did other people I know which I did not really care about because I'm fine performing in front of people(except my friends for some odd reason).  Anyways, the first scene I did(by the way, my character was Luna Lovegood from the Harry Potter series) was I walk out and I'm all Luna like and I just walk around the tables and look at the ceiling. Then the girl who was Nancy Drew comes out and steals the cop's hat(who was played by another girl who was standing out there the whole time being security like) and then the cop chases Nancy Drew who is bascially chasing me so we ran around tables and then ran out the front door.  That scene went pretty well, but the timing was a little off. I'm glad people laughed when I came out wandering and being all Luna-like.&lt;br /&gt;  The second scene was kinda awful, but not too awful.  I talked about fashion with a girl who was playing Cinderella. We didn't walk side by side like we were supposed to,but oh well.  The only really bad part about it was that we weren't very loud and we tried to be loud, but most people heard us it seems like.&lt;br /&gt;  The last scene I was in, was my favorite one. I was SO excited for it.  I came in with a girl who was playing Professor Trelawny from the Harry Potter series and we come in arguing. I'm saying that brown spotted forest fairies are real while Trelawny is saying that they aren't. We end up in the middle and then Trelawny summons a forest fairy and then the girl playing the fairy comes in.  Trelawny then says after she realizes that they are real, something along the lines of "come with me or else you'll be in grave danger". We rocked that scene. I was louder that time too. Anyways, it was pretty amazing overall and really fun.  I think I did pretty well for not performing in like 3 years. I'm loving being in Drama again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3806705430251130151-4288885585572126120?l=blondie4629-blondie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blondie4629-blondie.blogspot.com/feeds/4288885585572126120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3806705430251130151&amp;postID=4288885585572126120' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3806705430251130151/posts/default/4288885585572126120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3806705430251130151/posts/default/4288885585572126120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blondie4629-blondie.blogspot.com/2008/10/cafe-dinner-theater.html' title='Cafe Dinner Theater'/><author><name>Blondie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09477587981969193070</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-3806705430251130151.post-5523767119855162946</id><published>2008-10-08T15:49:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T15:56:09.881-07:00</updated><title type='text'>APUSH</title><content type='html'>Ok, so APUSH is my hardest class I'm taking this year and some people in my class are complaining about how it is really hard. I don't get why they think its incredibly hard. We barely do anything in that class and the quizzes are hard, but seriously, all you have to do is study.  I mean I haven't gotten a good grade on any of the quizzes so far so therefore I'm stuck with a C at the moment, but I'm still aiming for at least a B in the class(mainly to prove my sister that I can survive APUSH).  I haven't checked what my grade is in that class for a few days so I should check soon. &lt;br /&gt;   This Saturday is cafe dinner theater for drama. Its going to be amazing. I'm part of the random disturbance committee.  What we do is in the name of our "committee".  We literally are going to make random disturbances. I'm going to be Luna Lovegood from the Harry Potter series and my scenes are going to be awesome, but I don't think they are as funny as some of the other ones.  I'm SO excited that the song "A little priest" from Sweeney Todd is going to performed. Its going to be amazing.  Our dress rehearsal is tomorrow and I'm totally excited. Well, off to do homework now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3806705430251130151-5523767119855162946?l=blondie4629-blondie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blondie4629-blondie.blogspot.com/feeds/5523767119855162946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3806705430251130151&amp;postID=5523767119855162946' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3806705430251130151/posts/default/5523767119855162946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3806705430251130151/posts/default/5523767119855162946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blondie4629-blondie.blogspot.com/2008/10/blog-post.html' title='APUSH'/><author><name>Blondie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09477587981969193070</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-3806705430251130151.post-6341393192497004500</id><published>2008-09-24T19:02:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T19:02:55.340-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i kinda really need to rant about this for some odd reason</title><content type='html'>Ok, so I'm going to vent about a certain thing and it might not make sense so don't worry about it. I dont really have anyone to vent to about this at the moment(well, I kinda do), but anyways here we go with my rant/vent. So my friend likes this guy at our school and we've texted him a few times(we got his number off facebook and he's my facebook friend even though he doesnt really know me) and then i actually did send him a message on facebook telling him(while my friend who likes this guy was with me) that it was me texting him(since my friend doesnt have texting) and so we texted him at our school's last football game and he still asked who it was. Anyways, since like last week whenever i walk by him he gives me this weird creepy glare thats like a "i know who you are" type glare and i've been getting this glare mostly, but sometimes i just get a regular glare i guess. its weird and creepy. its kinda "haunting" me i guess..not that much, it really kinda is seeing as i walk by him like 3 times a day at least. i dont like it. its so odd. yeah, anyways, thanks to my friend wanting to text him so badly i'm getting a glare like 3 times a day that is really creepy and i dont like it. my friend and i are suspicious that he knows something about us(he only sees us talking/walking together at least 3 times a day at school). i dont know, it really does seem though that he knows something, he just isnt sure about any of it. yeah, this is really stupid to be ranting about i know, but i kinda needed to for an odd reason. this is a whole shorter than i thought it was going to be by the way. P.S.-there is a reason that i didnt use any names&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3806705430251130151-6341393192497004500?l=blondie4629-blondie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blondie4629-blondie.blogspot.com/feeds/6341393192497004500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3806705430251130151&amp;postID=6341393192497004500' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3806705430251130151/posts/default/6341393192497004500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3806705430251130151/posts/default/6341393192497004500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blondie4629-blondie.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-kinda-really-need-to-rant-about-this.html' title='i kinda really need to rant about this for some odd reason'/><author><name>Blondie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09477587981969193070</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-3806705430251130151.post-3927117755081712162</id><published>2008-09-20T18:47:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T17:22:29.402-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i didnt kill fred!</title><content type='html'>This will explain my facebook status "i didn't kill fred!" and also Diana's status too:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, first of all..Fred's a tiny little frog(looked like a baby tree frog and dont ask about the name, it was just a random name) that is hopefully still alive and didnt die in Diana's sunroom. Second of all, he played dead! Seriously, I was going to pick him up and then let him outside, but then he hopped a little ways so I put a dora the explorer cup over him(dont ask about the cup, I drank out of another one later!) and moved the cup and him a little. After I raised the cup, he didn't move so Diana and I thought that I had killed him. After a few minutes of talking and looking at all the awesome money Diana had from China and Japan and other places, we looked back over where we left Fred and he was gone so I felt better because that meant he was alive! We looked for him again later and we couldn't find him. Anyways, moral of this blog post...I didn't kill Fred!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3806705430251130151-3927117755081712162?l=blondie4629-blondie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blondie4629-blondie.blogspot.com/feeds/3927117755081712162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3806705430251130151&amp;postID=3927117755081712162' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3806705430251130151/posts/default/3927117755081712162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3806705430251130151/posts/default/3927117755081712162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blondie4629-blondie.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-didn_20.html' title='i didnt kill fred!'/><author><name>Blondie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09477587981969193070</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-3806705430251130151.post-1165142679388608323</id><published>2008-09-19T17:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T18:25:52.212-07:00</updated><title type='text'>bored on a friday night</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm so bored hence the title of this post. I have nothing to do really except homework which I really don't want to do and pretty much no one is on at the moment so that kinda sucks too. This week seemed to go pretty fast to me at least. I'm really glad its the weekend. I'm also in a really good mood for no apparent reason. I was in an especially good mood on the way home. I had my rock music, the nice day outside, and someone to talk to(which was sharlene until i dropped her off at her house). Tomorrow I'm going to Diana's house to work on the project we have to do for APUSH. It should be interesting. We have to create a newspaper. It seems actually kinda fun because it can be about anything(well, to an extent), but with Diana and me working together I know we will actually get something done tomorrow, but have fun. I like working with my friends on projects.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Today in Drama, we performed our "frozen scenes" I guess you could call it. We had to create three scenes from Cinderella which explained the plot. Cody, the only guy in my group, was made the fairy godmother in the second scene. The class bust out laughing after he told the class what character he was going to be for that scene. I already forget what scene, but during one scene I was supposed to look annoyed(which I could have done perfectly fine), but I was still laughing about something, but I'm glad I'm not the only one in the scene who was trying hard not to laugh. Oh yeah, I remember, my group did something funny in one of the scenes and the class was laughing about it and one other girl was laughing too(I mean, we got into positions again, remember that we had to be still..it was frozen scenes). Of course it was my group that one girl started taking pictures of the groups(the teacher was totally fine with it, she's going to get the pics and then put them around the room, i think its actually a really good idea too, it'll show how awesome/crazy our class is). I really love drama. I also love that I have it last period too, its amazing because the class is like a chill class even though we do work, but its fun and I have friends in that class too. Its awesome.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Oh, it was awesome, my friend Riham was walking in the same hall as my friend Sharlene and the guy Sharlene likes. Anyways, Sharlene was walking behind the guy she liked(it wasnt on purpose, but i never know seeing as she does practically stalk him, i mean b/c of her stalking him i know info about him that i dont care about) and Riham was walking the opposite direction(and haha, i'm starting to laugh, its funny, i really wish i could have been there) as sharlene and the guy sharlene likes(there's a reason that i'm not using the guy's name) and after riham walked past the guy sharlene likes(riham told me this was the first time she's really seen him fully), riham started laughing. When I talked to Riham later, I told her I wanted to be there and then she said she wanted me to be there too so we could have created a scene. She said that we could have said loudly, "look there's (name of the guy)!". That would have been awesome and I so would have done that because it would have been payback for when sharlene helped create a scene similar to that in middle school(yeah, i know, i went that far back). I talked to my mom about it later, the whole riham laughing thing(btw, it kinda made my day that riham did that and i told sharlene i would have done the same thing) and told her about how riham wanted me there so we could have created a scene and my mom was like, "well, that would be mean, she's never done that to you" and I said, "sharlene has created a scene like that before though!" and my mom asked when that was and then I told her. Yeah, I'm getting serious payback on sharlene(and its awesome, i'm not being too mean about it). Wow, I didn't think this post was going to end up being as long as it is. Sorry about that. I hope this post isn't too boring! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;P.S.- I almost forgot, I started laughing when I saw the name of the guy sharlene likes on the homecoming ballot. His name kinda popped out and it was pretty much the first name I saw. Sharlene voted for him(no duh, I expected it). I voted for someone else.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;P.S.S.- I went to the grocery store for the first time by myself today! I didn't like it that much because I felt weird being there by myself mainly because of how young I look to be in the store by myself. Ok, I don't look that young, but still! It was weird, but luckily Riham was working then and so I went in her aisle and talked to her and I knew the cashier. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3806705430251130151-1165142679388608323?l=blondie4629-blondie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blondie4629-blondie.blogspot.com/feeds/1165142679388608323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3806705430251130151&amp;postID=1165142679388608323' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3806705430251130151/posts/default/1165142679388608323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3806705430251130151/posts/default/1165142679388608323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blondie4629-blondie.blogspot.com/2008/09/bored-on-friday-night.html' title='bored on a friday night'/><author><name>Blondie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09477587981969193070</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-3806705430251130151.post-6473285863326720717</id><published>2008-09-11T14:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T14:24:52.775-07:00</updated><title type='text'>my first car crash(even though it wasnt really a crash)</title><content type='html'>Yeah, so today I experienced my first car accident.  It was a fender bender type deal.  Here's what happened(by the way, it was my fault): I was pulling into the school's parking lot going to my parking spot and whatnot.  Well, there was a guy in front of me who was backing up a little so he would have a better angle or something like that to get into his spot or he was backing up into his parking spot(i dont know exactly, he kinda disappeared the moment I looked away for a moment).  Anyways, so since the guy in front of me backed up a little so I backed up  a little.  I had checked to make sure no one was coming before I started to back up, but while I was backing up someone did come up behind me and I didn't see that so therefore I backed up into the car that came behind me.  Anyways, it wasnt bad at all. There wasnt very much damage at all and no one was hurt(I mean, I was going like two miles a hour). The only damage was to the other car and all I damaged was the front license plate. My car wasn't damaged at all. Yeah, so, I really am dreading talking to my dad in person about it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3806705430251130151-6473285863326720717?l=blondie4629-blondie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blondie4629-blondie.blogspot.com/feeds/6473285863326720717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3806705430251130151&amp;postID=6473285863326720717' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3806705430251130151/posts/default/6473285863326720717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3806705430251130151/posts/default/6473285863326720717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blondie4629-blondie.blogspot.com/2008/09/my-first-car-crasheven-though-it-wasnt.html' title='my first car crash(even though it wasnt really a crash)'/><author><name>Blondie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09477587981969193070</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-3806705430251130151.post-14816644837772779</id><published>2008-09-07T09:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-07T09:42:18.526-07:00</updated><title type='text'>....not knowing what to put for a title....</title><content type='html'>So, I've really got a new experience this year and by that I mean the experience of time consuming homework. This year is the first year that it takes at least 2 hours for me to complete homework.  Last year, my maximum time to complete homework was 2 hours. Insane and a total change. I don't mean that my homework is hard, its just really annoying how time consuming it is. The most time consuming homework I have is APUSH, but thats not a surprise to me because of just how lengthy the chapters are in the textbook and how little the print is and how its just bascially boring black and white text with almost no maps/ diagrams and that takes like two hours to fully read the chapter(but its a good thing we get a week to read it) and then the study guide questions take me like an hour to a hour and a half to complete that.  I'll stop complaining now about that.&lt;br /&gt;  I almost forgot another topic I'm going to talk about in this post. It is that I planned to watch Sweeney Todd for the first time in awhile(maybe since like spring break) this weekend. I watched it in my room(with little distractions from my parents shouting at the TV while they were watching the Florida vs. Miami game).  I thought I would creep myself out too much by turning the lights off(I dont know why I thought that when I'm totally obsessed with it and have seen the movie way too many times already). One time, when I was home by myself I was going to watch it by myself with lights off and everything on my nice big TV. Yeah, that didn't go so well. I creeped myself out too much before I even put the DVD in.  Anways, watching Sweeney Todd last night was awesome(even though I fast forwarded through the part where he practically beheads Pirelli(i spelled that wrong) and when they show Toby taking a finger out of his mouth and he finds the body parts).  I have plans to watch the first Harry Potter movie next weekend because I haven't seen it in awhile and by awhile I mean like over a year.  Its also going to be the first time in awhile watching a movie on VCR. I'm cool..I have the first two Harry Potter movies on VCR.&lt;br /&gt;   The last topic I'm going to talk about(more like rant about) is that I got a letter again to be part of People to People to go to Italy and Greece over summer. This is the third letter I have got from them since I've been in high school and every year I have wanted to go and now finally I actually might be able to go. That would be awesome because I can go overseas two times next year.  I'm going to London over Spring Break probably because my sister is probably going to London for a semester for college for an internship or something like that.  I'm definitely jealous of her, but then again really excited because I'm going to finally go somewhere I really want to go.  Well, I think I made this post long enough and I ranted enough. End rants/this post.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3806705430251130151-14816644837772779?l=blondie4629-blondie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blondie4629-blondie.blogspot.com/feeds/14816644837772779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3806705430251130151&amp;postID=14816644837772779' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3806705430251130151/posts/default/14816644837772779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3806705430251130151/posts/default/14816644837772779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blondie4629-blondie.blogspot.com/2008/09/not-knowing-what-to-put-for-title.html' title='....not knowing what to put for a title....'/><author><name>Blondie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09477587981969193070</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-3806705430251130151.post-916843509633747378</id><published>2008-08-29T12:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T12:30:55.627-07:00</updated><title type='text'>turtle!</title><content type='html'>I found an adorable little turtle in my pool today. It was actually in the filter/baskets, but anyways..I think it was a baby snapping turtle because it kinda looked like it.  I fumbled around with it for like 15-30 minutes trying to get it out. At first, I didnt want to pick it up so I tried using a stick which didn't work too well.  I finally was getting ready to pick it up, but it kept moving so much and then it was going near the gross dead frog that was in there too.  Anyways, once I got it out, I named him Frank. There is no particular reason why I named him Frank, it was just a random name that was off the top of my head. He was on the grass by this point(actually, he was on the grass before I named him) and then I watched him for a few moments and then decided I wanted to take a picture or two of him so I ran back inside and got the camera and then ran back inside and took pictures of him(which are located on my facebook profile). After that, I watched him for a few more minutes and saw that he was kinda struggling getting across the grass and then I realized that he is an amphiban(totally spelled that wrong) and that he needs water and it would take him awhile to get to other water besides someone's pool.  After that realization, I got the smaller net we have and put him in there, but he was quick and speedy and he was climbing without problems out of there so I got the bigger net and put him in there and he could climb somewhat in that one, but not too much and then started walking toward the lake near my house.  I walked down the hill(barefooted which i kinda regret now because the road was really hot and my feet hurt a little now) and a car passed by on my way and I thought that I probably looked really weird walking down my hill/street in barefeet and carrying a net for a pool.  I decided I didn't care. I was doing a good thing.  I kept shaking the net a little so Frank couldn't climb up too far.  Once I got to the lake(and down the uneven path with rocks and sticks and things like that which also hurt my feet a little, but not really because they weren't really hot) I set the net down near the lake so Frank could walk out of the net(which he did).  I watched him walk out of the net and onto the little bit of grass nearby the lake and then get in the water and swim away(he swam fast!).  It was a sad moment, but I felt good about myself because I helped a little turtle out of trouble.&lt;br /&gt;  There's also another reason I helped the turtle. Sharlene gave me a little turtle for a birthday present freshman year of high school.  This turtle died two weeks later(it wasn't my fault!).  I feel like Frank was a turtle who came to remind me(or haunt me) of the turtle I got for a present. I actually just did kinda want to help Frank out too.  I help little frogs out of my pool too.  I actually think that was the first time a turtle got into my pool. I've had many other creatures in my pool including a little garden snake, a squirrel(I think), a bird, and some other little rodent.  Yeah, I've had interesting creatures in my pool.  I will remember Frank!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3806705430251130151-916843509633747378?l=blondie4629-blondie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blondie4629-blondie.blogspot.com/feeds/916843509633747378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3806705430251130151&amp;postID=916843509633747378' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3806705430251130151/posts/default/916843509633747378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3806705430251130151/posts/default/916843509633747378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blondie4629-blondie.blogspot.com/2008/08/turtle.html' title='turtle!'/><author><name>Blondie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09477587981969193070</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-3806705430251130151.post-4532711625552221454</id><published>2008-08-25T18:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T18:26:05.396-07:00</updated><title type='text'>high school:junior year</title><content type='html'>So far throughout the school year(even though its only the second week) it already seems a whole lot better than last year. Yes, I noticed I already have about twice the amount of homework I did last year and I'm perfectly fine with that because I think that will help me be more on top of my studies this year. I noticed last school year how if I become too relaxed about my classes then I really do get worse grades.  I'm only in algebra 2 general which makes me mad because I feel so stupid being in general algebra 2 especially when your class is full of preps and a senior.  I'm so bored in that class because I've learned everything we have done so far and we got our textbooks today and I looked at the table of contents and saw that I'm not going to be learning anything new really till the middle of the school year.  I mean, I guess its nice being in a class where its going to be an easy A( that makes half of my classes easy A classes because I have french 3 and drama 1 which are really easy so far, but I dont get how drama will be hard).  I would like to be challenged a little and I will be challenged in all of my classes except for math class(which is shocking because math is one of my worst subjects and its ironic that I'm going to try to be in MAO again this year...I can actually do something worthwhile towards MAO this year though! I'm more awesome at algebra then geometry!).  My two AP classes are going to be challenging.  So far, I don't think I'm going to totally die in APUSH no matter what anyone else has told me.  All the people who have told me bad things about that class have not even taken the class so what do they really know about the class? nothing.  I actually like history too for some weird reason when a bunch of people I know hate history. Its one of my favorite subjects in school(but I really do hate learning about Native Americans and prehistoric times).  Anyways, this school year, I'm going to go back to my straight A's and not be in situations like last year franctically pulling up grades toward the end of the nine weeks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3806705430251130151-4532711625552221454?l=blondie4629-blondie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blondie4629-blondie.blogspot.com/feeds/4532711625552221454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3806705430251130151&amp;postID=4532711625552221454' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3806705430251130151/posts/default/4532711625552221454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3806705430251130151/posts/default/4532711625552221454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blondie4629-blondie.blogspot.com/2008/08/high-schooljunior-year.html' title='high school:junior year'/><author><name>Blondie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09477587981969193070</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-3806705430251130151.post-96951398280471227</id><published>2008-08-19T18:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-19T18:43:52.322-07:00</updated><title type='text'>my first day of school</title><content type='html'>wow, I'm an upperclassmen and I can't believe it. Its weird and I'm still adjusting to it, but I'm kinda liking it.  I love having an actual parking spot this year.  I dont have to walk all the way out to the service road. That was a pain.  I'm still kinda far away, but its a whole lot better than being on the service road. I'm behind the tennis courts, but that will be really nice when the tennis season starts because then I won't have to walk very far at all to get to my car after practice.  I kinda like my schedule..I only have to make one trip across campus and I have Vanessa to walk with over there so thats nice.  Its so awesome that I can walk with friends to the majority of my classes.  I don't like walking alone all the time like I did last year for the most part.  My schedule is:&lt;br /&gt;          &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;APUSH(its in the old french room! but Kejing and Diana are in there with me!)-Thomas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Alg. 2-Molinaro(he's so awesome! but i really want fried!!!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;          French 3-Gamache(I don't have Bri in there with me!!=(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;          AP lang-Clarke(she's ok..she's nice)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;          Chemistry-Traylor(when did she start teaching chem!? i have bassist in there with me at least though!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;          Drama 1-Feldman(hah, cody's in there...and he hates that i'm in a class with him again..)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;my schedule will prove interesting..I kinda like the way its set up now b/c I go from a hard class to a really easy class(well, I dont know how hard chem will be yet).  I love that I have Drama at the end of the day even though it is in the 900 building.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3806705430251130151-96951398280471227?l=blondie4629-blondie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blondie4629-blondie.blogspot.com/feeds/96951398280471227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3806705430251130151&amp;postID=96951398280471227' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3806705430251130151/posts/default/96951398280471227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3806705430251130151/posts/default/96951398280471227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blondie4629-blondie.blogspot.com/2008/08/my-first-day-of-school.html' title='my first day of school'/><author><name>Blondie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09477587981969193070</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-3806705430251130151.post-5812239294252243316</id><published>2008-08-15T11:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-15T11:47:04.274-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ahh!! they are changing the date of the 6th harry potter movie!!!!</title><content type='html'>Warner bros. sucks since they changed the date to the 6th harry potter movie to next summer!! That is so not right! I, an obsessive harry potter fan,have been waiting over a year now for the 6th harry potter movie! I dont want to wait another year! ahhh!! not cool, not cool at all.  I mean, I would totally understand like a few days or something for the release date for editing or something like that, but they are done editing the movie and totally done making the movie! Warner bros. just wants more profit because summer is the season when more families go together to see movies and just warner bros. can get more profit in the summer from what I got from the article I read.  I mean, it already took them long enough to release the trailer(which is awesome and one of the best trailers I've ever seen for a movie probably) and I've watched the trailer 4 times already.  grrr...I hate warner bros. so much now. They put me in a bad mood last night when I found out this tragic news. oh yeah, here's a quiz i got from katelyn's blog. I'm kinda bored at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GO TO &lt;a href="http://www.photobucket.com/"&gt;WWW.PHOTOBUCKET.COM&lt;/a&gt; (DON'T SIGN IN)- Type in your answer to the question in the "search" box-Use only the first page-Copy the html and paste for the answer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is your relationship status?&lt;br /&gt;single&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://media.photobucket.com/image/single/mommyhi2/quotes/single.jpg?o=18"&gt;http://media.photobucket.com/image/single/mommyhi2/quotes/single.jpg?o=18&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is your name?&lt;br /&gt;anna&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://media.photobucket.com/image/anna/XxAnnaACiDxX/Random/Anna.jpg?o=22"&gt;http://media.photobucket.com/image/anna/XxAnnaACiDxX/Random/Anna.jpg?o=22&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is your favorite color?&lt;br /&gt;orange&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://media.photobucket.com/image/orange/malihinii/orange.jpg?o=18"&gt;http://media.photobucket.com/image/orange/malihinii/orange.jpg?o=18&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is your celebrity crush?&lt;br /&gt;daniel radcliffe(not a surprise)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://media.photobucket.com/image/daniel%20radcliffe/jade_merle/Daniel%20Radcliffe/daniel.jpg?o=42"&gt;http://media.photobucket.com/image/daniel%20radcliffe/jade_merle/Daniel%20Radcliffe/daniel.jpg?o=42&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What band/artist did you last listen to?&lt;br /&gt;plain white T's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://media.photobucket.com/image/plain%20white%20ts/Laney_1995/415430381.jpg?o=15"&gt;http://media.photobucket.com/image/plain%20white%20ts/Laney_1995/415430381.jpg?o=15&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last movie you watched:&lt;br /&gt;The Chronicles of Narnia:Prince Caspian(even though i didnt watch the whole movie)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://media.photobucket.com/image/prince%20caspian/kitix524/prince-caspian.jpg?o=16"&gt;http://media.photobucket.com/image/prince%20caspian/kitix524/prince-caspian.jpg?o=16&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is your favorite disney character?&lt;br /&gt;its always been winnie the pooh! i dont know why...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://media.photobucket.com/image/winnie%20the%20pooh/soccerizlove247/thcarbs-1.png?o=5"&gt;http://media.photobucket.com/image/winnie%20the%20pooh/soccerizlove247/thcarbs-1.png?o=5&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is your dream vacation?&lt;br /&gt;see the eiffel tower&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://media.photobucket.com/image/eiffel%20tower/lasombradelviento/eiffel_tower.jpg?o=3"&gt;http://media.photobucket.com/image/eiffel%20tower/lasombradelviento/eiffel_tower.jpg?o=3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is your favorite thing to do?&lt;br /&gt;play piano&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://media.photobucket.com/image/grand%20piano/snizipes/baby-grand-piano.jpg?o=12"&gt;http://media.photobucket.com/image/grand%20piano/snizipes/baby-grand-piano.jpg?o=12&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you love most in life?&lt;br /&gt;music/ my friends and family&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://media.photobucket.com/image/music/queenbee689/music.jpg?o=18"&gt;http://media.photobucket.com/image/music/queenbee689/music.jpg?o=18&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://media.photobucket.com/image/family/funky_054/Family.jpg?o=14"&gt;http://media.photobucket.com/image/family/funky_054/Family.jpg?o=14&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is your favorite candy?&lt;br /&gt;chocolate!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://media.photobucket.com/image/chocolate/DoraKid/Chocolate.png?o=6"&gt;http://media.photobucket.com/image/chocolate/DoraKid/Chocolate.png?o=6&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favorite shoe:&lt;br /&gt;flip flops&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://media.photobucket.com/image/flip%20flops/KKKristina_babayyx3/thongs.jpg?o=2"&gt;http://media.photobucket.com/image/flip%20flops/KKKristina_babayyx3/thongs.jpg?o=2&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://media.photobucket.com/image/single/mommyhi2/quotes/single.jpg?o=18"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3806705430251130151-5812239294252243316?l=blondie4629-blondie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blondie4629-blondie.blogspot.com/feeds/5812239294252243316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3806705430251130151&amp;postID=5812239294252243316' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3806705430251130151/posts/default/5812239294252243316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3806705430251130151/posts/default/5812239294252243316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blondie4629-blondie.blogspot.com/2008/08/ahh-they-are-changing-date-of-6th-harry.html' title='ahh!! they are changing the date of the 6th harry potter movie!!!!'/><author><name>Blondie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09477587981969193070</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-3806705430251130151.post-5973631870803361904</id><published>2008-08-11T17:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T17:40:47.426-07:00</updated><title type='text'>there's only one week till school starts!</title><content type='html'>I really want school to start, but then again, I really don't want school to start. Last school year was stressful for me and I have a feeling this year will be even more stressful with two AP classes and the SAT to take. I'm excited to see all my friends pretty much everyday again and finally being able to go off-campus during lunch.  I'm really loving having my license. It gives me so much more freedom and my parents don't have to take me everywhere.  I also like it because then I can be alone and have some "me" time. Well, I also get "me" time by taking walks and reading outside. I lke that the Olympics started. I've actually been watching it when I'm watching tv.  I watched tennis today and I got so frustrated watching it that I just turned the tv off and got on the computer.   I've watched swimming, volleyball, basketball, tennis, water polo, and soccer. &lt;br /&gt;I went to visit Sharlene while she was working at Target today and then the last lady that she checked out(before I had to leave, but she was closing the garden center anyways) got all pissed off because Sharlene supposedly totally ignored her when she walked past her(and we were ignoring her because she was just looking around) and she was walking toward the front(with a cart with some stuff in it), but we saw a few people just walking around the front anyways earlier.  Anyways, she got all mad and she was like"You could have said 'hi', you saw me walking toward the front with a cart full of stuff and you were just walking with your friend(points to me). I want to see the manager." I couldn't totally hear every word because I was sitting in a chair a few feet away and it was kinda hard to hear like anything because of wind and just street noise.  Sharlene called the manager(and by the way I was just walking with Sharlene letting her work and she was getting something from the back room) and the manager came and really didn't get that mad at Sharlene(I mean it wasn't Sharlene's fault at all, she was actually doing something) and he settled things with the lady.  I'm going to call Sharlene a little later to ask what happened when she had to go talk to the manager after she was done working.  I told her manager that I was preventing her from working at all(even though I don't think that really helped).  Anyways, that lady has some serious issues.  I mean, Sharlene was getting something and working and getting ready to close and Sharlene was the only one in the garden center at the time too.  That was the only problem out of the whole like two hours I was hanging out at Target with Sharlene.  I just stood back and let Sharlene work when she had to help people out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3806705430251130151-5973631870803361904?l=blondie4629-blondie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blondie4629-blondie.blogspot.com/feeds/5973631870803361904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3806705430251130151&amp;postID=5973631870803361904' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3806705430251130151/posts/default/5973631870803361904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3806705430251130151/posts/default/5973631870803361904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blondie4629-blondie.blogspot.com/2008/08/theres-only-one-week-till-school-starts.html' title='there&apos;s only one week till school starts!'/><author><name>Blondie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09477587981969193070</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-3806705430251130151.post-8196289979462090856</id><published>2008-08-05T20:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-05T20:57:48.835-07:00</updated><title type='text'>quiz because i'm bored</title><content type='html'>ok, I'm copying this quiz from Katelyn only because I'm bored and need something to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Memories from your last grade you completed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Social Studies:&lt;br /&gt;-Who was your closest friend in that class?&lt;br /&gt; megan&lt;br /&gt;-Who was the teacher?&lt;br /&gt;Mrs. Guffy&lt;br /&gt;-Who was your crush in the class?&lt;br /&gt;no one&lt;br /&gt;- Was this your favorite teacher?&lt;br /&gt;no, but i could stand her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Math:&lt;br /&gt;-What did you do during this period?&lt;br /&gt;took notes, talked to people, did homework&lt;br /&gt;-Anyone you wanted to shoot during this period?&lt;br /&gt;no, but i disliked my teacher&lt;br /&gt;-Were you failing this class?&lt;br /&gt;no, but i cant say my grade was good&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;English:&lt;br /&gt;-Did you ever fall asleep in this class?&lt;br /&gt; nope, but was close to a few times&lt;br /&gt;-Was this your favorite class?&lt;br /&gt;no, but i didnt mind it&lt;br /&gt;-Who did you talk to the most?&lt;br /&gt;um, probably heather&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Science:&lt;br /&gt; -Who was the teacher?&lt;br /&gt;Mrs. Mahon&lt;br /&gt;-Who did you talk to the most?&lt;br /&gt; sarah and riham and occasionally emily&lt;br /&gt; -Was your crush in this class?&lt;br /&gt;no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Physical Education:Tennis:&lt;br /&gt;-Did you like this class?&lt;br /&gt;yes!&lt;br /&gt;-What did you do?&lt;br /&gt;played tennis&lt;br /&gt;-Who did you talk to?&lt;br /&gt;my doubles partner and ryan(who was my doubles partner for a short amout of time and was an awesome doubles partner)&lt;br /&gt;-Did you hate anyone in that class?&lt;br /&gt;nope&lt;br /&gt;- Was your crush in this class?&lt;br /&gt; nope&lt;br /&gt;-Were you failing that class?&lt;br /&gt; no, kinda hard to fail the class&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random Questions:&lt;br /&gt; -What will you miss most from last year?&lt;br /&gt;um, i dont know, probably how lunch was at beginning of the school year&lt;br /&gt;-Who do you miss the most?&lt;br /&gt; i miss a whole bunch of people&lt;br /&gt;-Will you see them next year?&lt;br /&gt;yeah, i would hope so&lt;br /&gt;-What was your fav subject?&lt;br /&gt;french!&lt;br /&gt;-What will or have you done this summer?&lt;br /&gt;hanging out with friends and went to las vegas!&lt;br /&gt;-Did you answer the complete truth during this survey?&lt;br /&gt;actually, yes&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3806705430251130151-8196289979462090856?l=blondie4629-blondie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blondie4629-blondie.blogspot.com/feeds/8196289979462090856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3806705430251130151&amp;postID=8196289979462090856' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3806705430251130151/posts/default/8196289979462090856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3806705430251130151/posts/default/8196289979462090856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blondie4629-blondie.blogspot.com/2008/08/quiz-because-im-bored.html' title='quiz because i&apos;m bored'/><author><name>Blondie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09477587981969193070</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-3806705430251130151.post-291306621048049942</id><published>2008-08-03T09:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-03T10:25:49.051-07:00</updated><title type='text'>las vegas!!!</title><content type='html'>The title of this post pretty much explains itself. Well, it explains itself for the most part except for the big part that is that I went to Las Vegas this past week and oh man, it was awesome! It was so awesome to see the Las Vegas strip and the mimicked Eiffel Tower and Brooklyn Bridge(the fake one was like a quarter of size of the real one and I've walked over the real one).  Anyways, I'll go day by day in my week long vacation. Oh yeah, you don't have to read this unless you're really bored or unless you really want to read about my trip to Las Vegas.&lt;br /&gt;    The first day, me and my family got up early in the morning to drive to the Jackonsville airport. I fell asleep about a half hour in on the drive to Jacksonville and then woke up a few minutes before we got there. We flew from Jacksonville to Chicago and it was kinda exciting being in Chicago because I've never been there before even though all I really got to see was the airport.  Anyways, after being in Chicago for like an hour, we flew to Las Vegas and it looked awesome being in the air(especially since it was getting dark).  I knew there were going to be a lot of casinos and whatnot in Las Vegas, but right when we stepped into the airport I see a whole bunch of slot machines(I never imagined that). Later that night, after we got to the hotel(which was all Asian themed), we walked to the Belagio hotel(and it has like a shopping mall and restaurants and whatnot) which was really pretty. From there, we watched the water show which was pretty cool with all the "spouts" of water. I also got my first look at the mimick Eiffel Tower. &lt;br /&gt;   The second day, we walked along the shops on the side of the road and we walked to the Venetian(which is another huge hotel with shops and restaurants) and its really pretty! It was fun going in stores looking at clothes that you can't afford really or just more like horribly expensive. There was a lot of cute and different clothes. We also walked around the mimicked Paris, France.  That night, we went to a show right at the hotel that we were staying at that was called legends in concert that was a tribute artist show(people imitating elvis presley and jay leno and tina turner and ppl like that). It was ok...it wasnt really my type of show. &lt;br /&gt;  The third day, me and my family walked to the mimicked New York, New York.  We ate at the ESPN Zone. That place was awesome. Especially the whole wall they had that had like 10 different little TV's and then two huge TV's. After we ate, we walked around the mimcked New York, New York, which wasnt that impressive and then we headed back to our hotel to relax and cool down(it was so hot!) and get ready to go to Mamma Mia! I was so excited to go see this play! It was better than I expected. I got really frustrated though because I got stuck sitting behind this dude who had a huge head(and I mean huge) that didn't bother me that much until he started moving his head like every two seconds(I finally just leaned against my sis).&lt;br /&gt;   The fourth day, we had to get up early because we were going on a "tour" of the Grand Canyon. We took a helicopter ride down to a base of the Grand Canyon and ate lunch there and took some photos and walked around. On the way back from the Grand Canyon, my sis and I got to sit in front, next to the pilot and that was so awesome. It was even more awesome though just being in a helicopter because I had never been in one before.  Well, it ended up my dad got "disappointed"(really more like mad, he just said he was disappointed) because the people in charge of the tour lied to my dad about where we were taking off from. Anyways, because of that we got a free ride to look at the Las Vegas strip from another helicopter. We got a limo ride back to the hotel.  I've never been in a limo before so that was awesome.&lt;br /&gt;   The last day my mom and me and my sister went shopping at one of the malls. That was funish. I wasn't in that much of a mood to shop, but once we started shopping more I was in more of a shopping mood and saw cute clothes and jewelry(that once again was expensive).  The last night, we saw the blue man group. That was so cool! It was so different and it was funny and just weird(but in a good way).  I got a t-shirt. Its awesome. At the end they have like never-ending streams of paper come at you and work the way down to the stage. It didn't help that they strobe lights going on while you're getting drowned in paper pretty much. It was actually pretty fun though in a way getting drowned in huge wads of paper. Your arms couldn't move fast enough it seemed like. Anyways, before we went to the show, we went to a French restaurant. That was awesome especially since I understood the little bits of French on the menu.&lt;br /&gt;    Yesterday, when me and my family made our way back home, we got delayed for like 5 hours(that sucked in a way).  It gave me enough time to finish Octavian Nothing! I'm so happy that I finally finished that book! Oh yeah, I'm also happy that the last book in the Twilight series came out yesterday and that me and my sister got the book and that my sister read it all day yesterday and finished it on the car ride home and now I've started reading it and hope to be done with it by the end of this week(along with my other summer reading book which I've also started).  Anyways, Las Vegas was awesome and this is probably the longest blog post I've ever posted.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3806705430251130151-291306621048049942?l=blondie4629-blondie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blondie4629-blondie.blogspot.com/feeds/291306621048049942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3806705430251130151&amp;postID=291306621048049942' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3806705430251130151/posts/default/291306621048049942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3806705430251130151/posts/default/291306621048049942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blondie4629-blondie.blogspot.com/2008/08/las-vegas.html' title='las vegas!!!'/><author><name>Blondie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09477587981969193070</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-3806705430251130151.post-8904326020585131318</id><published>2008-07-21T21:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-21T22:06:56.750-07:00</updated><title type='text'>boredum and randomness</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Wow, i didn't notice how long its been since i've posted. anwyays, besides the point....yesterday was the one year anniversary of the last harry potter book being out. I went to a party to honor the one year anniversary and to just be a harry potter nerd. It was really fun as stupid as the idea of the party sounds. I can't believe that summer is almost over. This summer has gone by way to fast unlike last year. I'm really excited though that I'm finally getting away from my home and city and state for a few days. I mean I got away from it last month, but I went somewhere I really didn't want to go and I was around extended family pretty much the whole time which I got annoyed with and it wasn't nice at all because it was somewhere I've already been and just ugh. Anyways, I'm going on vacation with my family to Las Vegas next week(I know it doesn't sound relaxing, it doesnt sound relaxing to me either). It's going to be awesome because I've never been there and I'm going to see the play Mamma Mia! I can't wait. It will be really nice getting away. I really need to. My mind and whatnot just need to get away from all the stuff I have to do in around the 4 weeks I have left till school starts again. I need to finish reading my summer reading books and do other stuff. I also made a list at the beginning of summer of the books I'm going to read this summer and I've finished half the list and need to finish the other half which I've started all of the other half.  I feel overwhelmed and I will feel so much better after I get back from Las Vegas and I've never really been to Washington D.C.(supposedly my family drove through there when I was a couple of months old b/c we were driving somewhere) and so we have a lay-over in Washington D.C. which I'm not that excited about because I'm just going to be seeing the airport pretty much, but then I'm excited because I'll actually remember being there this time.  Its kinda late at the moment and I should go to bed now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3806705430251130151-8904326020585131318?l=blondie4629-blondie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blondie4629-blondie.blogspot.com/feeds/8904326020585131318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3806705430251130151&amp;postID=8904326020585131318' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3806705430251130151/posts/default/8904326020585131318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3806705430251130151/posts/default/8904326020585131318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blondie4629-blondie.blogspot.com/2008/07/boredum-and-randomness.html' title='boredum and randomness'/><author><name>Blondie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09477587981969193070</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-3806705430251130151.post-7776837712482497819</id><published>2008-07-04T06:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-04T06:19:46.749-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sore and swollen</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;  Well, i got past jaw surgery which that whole day is just a blur to me, especially right before they put me to sleep and right after they woke me up from anesthia. I was so out of it when they woke me up. I remeber the ppl who did my surgery move me off of the surgery table onto a bed. In the recovery room, a nurse who was taking care of me I'm pretty sure took my blood while I was still pretty out of it. That didn't hurt like at all which it usually does. I got to stay in the hopsital from the day of my surgery till this past monday. that was horrible by the end of it. I wanted to be home so badly its not even funny. I also hated that the nurses had to wake you up every few hours to get vitals and whatnot. Its like, I'm fine! leave me alone! why do i have to be awake when you give me medicine thats going into my IV!? they also annoyed me with getting my vital signs. Also, it was like, I'm fine! my blood pressure and temperature and everything is fine! I look fine! i'm not even actually freaking sick really! ahh!!! i hate hospitals, but i dont think anyone really likes them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;   I'm really happy that I'm home now though. I've been a stereotypical couch potato only without eating a lot of food. I've lost 8 pounds since surgery(not good, i feel anexoric, only i'm definitely not), but I've gained a few of the pounds back. I have to weigh myself every morning before I do anything. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Anyways, I'm still somewhat swollen and I still have a freaking bandage that I need to get off(its getting pure annoying now, its starting to itch). Also, today is the 4th of July, so happy 4th of July!! I usually light some fireworks, but I won't be able to this year =(. its sad. oh well, I'll still be able to watch some.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3806705430251130151-7776837712482497819?l=blondie4629-blondie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blondie4629-blondie.blogspot.com/feeds/7776837712482497819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3806705430251130151&amp;postID=7776837712482497819' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3806705430251130151/posts/default/7776837712482497819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3806705430251130151/posts/default/7776837712482497819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blondie4629-blondie.blogspot.com/2008/07/sore-and-swollen.html' title='sore and swollen'/><author><name>Blondie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09477587981969193070</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-3806705430251130151.post-2750357924354576415</id><published>2008-06-20T20:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-20T20:49:18.923-07:00</updated><title type='text'>going to be a stressful week</title><content type='html'>This coming week is going to be really stressful for my parents at least, but for me too. The Thursday coming up I'm going to be getting jaw surgery. I actually went for a pre-op appt. today and they over everything they are going to do and I got to see an idea of what i will look like afterthe surgery (I'm going to look good!).  Anyways, my parents and I are going the day before down to Gainseville and stay in a hotel and my parents are going to stay in the same hotel the rest of the time we're there. I'm going to have to stay in the hospital at least one or two days(oh joy! not).  Thats just the start of healing. I'm still going to be really swollen and miserable. The surgeons who are doing my surgery said that my first week of recovery that I'm mainly going to be just miserable, not so much in pain, I will just feel uncomfortable(that sucks so much, I would rather have pain I can control with meds). I mean I will have some pain, but still.&lt;br /&gt; At my pre-op appt. today I got botox(its like torture getting that stuff) to relax the muscles around the area that the surgeons will be doing the surgery.  I know I said its like torture getting botox, it really wasn't that bad. It felt like a needle going into you or like a pinch more like it. A really painful pinch. My hands were in tight fists the whole time they were injecting it and I had my eyes close most of the time. After that and getting some paperwork done I went over with my mom to the actual hospital(I was at a medical center building) and my mom did some more paperwork and I was asked more questions and mostly the same questions I was asked at the medical center place. I also got my blood drawn which sucked because she had trouble finding a vein and then actually getting into it. They also wanted an urine sample to test if I was pregnant only because they have to do that for every female that is of the age of giving birth. They didn't get an urine sample(they didn't totally demand it). I'm probably grossing some ppl out who are reading this. Sorry :( at least I haven't gone into too much detail.&lt;br /&gt;  This last thing in this post I want to talk about are my new glasses which I know is totally random considering what I was just rambling about.  I've only had one other pair of glasses my whole life and that was when I was going into 5th grade. Its been awhile and when I was going into 5th grade that was the first time I was ever told that I needed glasses so my eye prescription has definitely changed. Anyways, back to my new glasses. I just got them today with my actual prescription lenses in. They are so awesome. In fact, ever since my family wanted to see them on me, I havent taken them off. Thats how much I love them and thats saying something especially since I usually hate not wearing my contacts and usually totally hate wearing glasses.  Anyways, the rims around my new glasses are like a metallic purple color. From a short distance you can't really tell that they are purple, but you can tell they aren't just bascially silver. They were made in Korea which I think kinda makes them a little more awesome because I have awesome friends who are Korean. Anyways, this is a really long post. I'm surprised that I made it longer than its usual length. I didn't think I was going to rant and just ramble on so long. Its getting late anyways, so I'm going to bed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3806705430251130151-2750357924354576415?l=blondie4629-blondie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blondie4629-blondie.blogspot.com/feeds/2750357924354576415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3806705430251130151&amp;postID=2750357924354576415' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3806705430251130151/posts/default/2750357924354576415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3806705430251130151/posts/default/2750357924354576415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blondie4629-blondie.blogspot.com/2008/06/going-to-be-stressful-week.html' title='going to be a stressful week'/><author><name>Blondie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09477587981969193070</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-3806705430251130151.post-8408495762103703434</id><published>2008-06-02T15:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-02T15:12:30.697-07:00</updated><title type='text'>somehow in a better mood then i have been lately</title><content type='html'>Last week and last night had been an emotional wreck for me until today. It was just a certain thing I read which shouldn't make me this happy, but it is.  I'm out of being confused and being an emotional girl. I'm in a pretty good mood right now.  A certain thing I read made me actually smile because it was really nice and sweet(and kejing, we just talked about this so again you know what im talking about).  I don't know what else there is to say about the thing I read, but this post is really short, but I don't it to be horribly short. I want it to be at least the normal length I usually make my posts.  I'm just in a good mood and smiling, well, not smiling anymore, but I was. I am smiling off and on right now. :) :D I'm really happy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3806705430251130151-8408495762103703434?l=blondie4629-blondie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blondie4629-blondie.blogspot.com/feeds/8408495762103703434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3806705430251130151&amp;postID=8408495762103703434' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3806705430251130151/posts/default/8408495762103703434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3806705430251130151/posts/default/8408495762103703434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blondie4629-blondie.blogspot.com/2008/06/somehow-in-better-mood-then-i-have-been.html' title='somehow in a better mood then i have been lately'/><author><name>Blondie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09477587981969193070</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-3806705430251130151.post-7120421848062724187</id><published>2008-05-31T19:19:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-31T19:34:53.383-07:00</updated><title type='text'>frustrated and confused</title><content type='html'>My life is so confusing right now and I'm the cause of it.  Its mainly emotional confusion. I can't decide or don't know what I feel and my past week has been like this because of something I said to a certain someone and kejing, you know exactly what I'm talking about.  After I had said to that someone what I said, it was weird and awkward as I imagined, but now it seems like there is no tension whatsoever and tonight was the first face-to-face talk since I said what I said at the beginning of the week. It will be exactly a week tomorrow and this week has been so weird and awkward and my emotions are driving me nuts! I just say screw emotions right now and great, now I'm not particulary happy now just thinking about the past week and just everything thats happened. I feel..well, I dont know what I feel 100%. I said something that I wasn't exactly sure of to a certain person at the beginning of the week.  I hope the person I'm talking about doesn't read this, actually I don't know, the person I'm talking about can read this if the person finds out I have a blog. I don't even know if I really care. ahhh....gr, I really hate emotions now and being a girl. Girls are so emotional. grr. I need to stop saying gr. Now I'm just getting off topic. I'm going to go. oh wow, I just realized my headache that I had earlier went away. yay! I'm going.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3806705430251130151-7120421848062724187?l=blondie4629-blondie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blondie4629-blondie.blogspot.com/feeds/7120421848062724187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3806705430251130151&amp;postID=7120421848062724187' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3806705430251130151/posts/default/7120421848062724187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3806705430251130151/posts/default/7120421848062724187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blondie4629-blondie.blogspot.com/2008/05/frustrated-and-confused.html' title='frustrated and confused'/><author><name>Blondie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09477587981969193070</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-3806705430251130151.post-4197038903218602875</id><published>2008-05-22T13:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-22T14:12:00.797-07:00</updated><title type='text'>wow..i havent posted in awhile</title><content type='html'>i didnt realize how long its been since i've posted here. i've actually been really busy with the last month of school doing projects and studying for tests and frantically bringing up grades. i still have to finish a project tonight, work on another project and work on a semester exam review. its craziness how i finished my geometry exam review in 4th period and then just two hours later in 6th period i started on another review and in 5th period i have to do a booklet on the human body which is due tuesday! I took a book home with me today and probably will take a book home again tomorrow so i can get this booklet done and bring up my grade with the booklet. its worth 2 test grades and will probably be graded generously b/c we have a sub for our teacher now and mrs. warren is grading them in like 2 days. as i said, craziness.&lt;br /&gt;Last week, I got to drive w/ a friend in the car for the first time! it was exciting. This was w/o parents and seriously my first friend in the car while im driving ever! we watched sweeney todd at my house later that night which was absolutely amazing! anyways, im ready for school to be done, but i still think its scary that i'm so close to being a junior! my third year in high school already! i better go study and do homework.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3806705430251130151-4197038903218602875?l=blondie4629-blondie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blondie4629-blondie.blogspot.com/feeds/4197038903218602875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3806705430251130151&amp;postID=4197038903218602875' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3806705430251130151/posts/default/4197038903218602875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3806705430251130151/posts/default/4197038903218602875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blondie4629-blondie.blogspot.com/2008/05/wowi-havent-posted-in-awhile.html' title='wow..i havent posted in awhile'/><author><name>Blondie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09477587981969193070</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-3806705430251130151.post-7978380011067743554</id><published>2008-04-29T13:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-29T14:03:07.966-07:00</updated><title type='text'>:)</title><content type='html'>i am happy. thats kinda why the title to this blog is a smiley face. i got to finally drive to school by myself for the first time today! yay! it was kinda funny when  i was leaving when sharlene told me to tell katelyn that my car was on the service road. i didnt talk to her much today so thats the only reason i didn't get a chance to tell her about me driving to school today by myself. i need to put keychains on my key. its so plain right now. i just have the key. im going to the orchestra concert tonight! its going to be awesome. im excited. it should awesome like it always is. hopefully i'll get to drive by myself if my mom doesnt want to go.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3806705430251130151-7978380011067743554?l=blondie4629-blondie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blondie4629-blondie.blogspot.com/feeds/7978380011067743554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3806705430251130151&amp;postID=7978380011067743554' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3806705430251130151/posts/default/7978380011067743554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3806705430251130151/posts/default/7978380011067743554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blondie4629-blondie.blogspot.com/2008/04/blog-post.html' title=':)'/><author><name>Blondie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09477587981969193070</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-3806705430251130151.post-2399155237018555577</id><published>2008-04-21T16:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-21T16:48:04.412-07:00</updated><title type='text'>:P</title><content type='html'>haha, the title to this post is random. i just felt like putting that for some reason. anywho, i got to drive by myself again today! yay! it made me happy. it made me even more happy because i got to listen to sweeney todd too which was even more awesome. i love driving by myself. its so peaceful and quiet and relaxing especially when you're just driving in your neighborhood when there are not that many cars going by. i actually had a reason why i was out driving though. i was going to go practice my tennis serve because i had nothing better to do and my mom suggested the idea of me going outside because it was nice and i did go outside. and joseph, i went by your street...again, but this time it was only because i was going to the tennis courts. i actually never did get out and get to practice my serve because at the courts by joseph's house there was a tennis clinic going on and i didnt want to interrupt them and they were going to be using all the courts soon anyways. the tennis courts by my house had people on them too. actually there were only people on one of the courts, but i wanted to be alone and not have other people around so i just drove back to my house. only,  i took a longer way back to my house because i was enjoying having peace and quiet and driving by myself again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3806705430251130151-2399155237018555577?l=blondie4629-blondie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blondie4629-blondie.blogspot.com/feeds/2399155237018555577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3806705430251130151&amp;postID=2399155237018555577' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3806705430251130151/posts/default/2399155237018555577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3806705430251130151/posts/default/2399155237018555577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blondie4629-blondie.blogspot.com/2008/04/p.html' title=':P'/><author><name>Blondie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09477587981969193070</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-3806705430251130151.post-5220063518999421365</id><published>2008-04-12T14:28:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-12T14:38:14.501-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I DROVE BY MYSELF!!!!</title><content type='html'>I just got back a few minutes ago from driving by myself for the first time! it was awesome! i drove by joseph's house...no offense joseph, but driving to/by your house for my first time driving by myself is really kinda sad. anyways, besides that fact, my mom said i couldnt stop when i got to his house, i had to keep going :( i wanted to freak joseph out...it would've been funny(once again, no offense joseph)...&lt;br /&gt; anyways, besides driving by myself for the first time today, i went to the new kohl's near school. i went with my mom..we got there around 1pm and didnt leave till around 4pm. yeah, we stayed in a single store for around 3 hours and spent a little over $100. my mom and i both got stuff we needed. i got a pair of jeans, a cute cami, and two cute tops. my mom got a dress and two or three cute tops. my mom doesnt have that great of style so i was happy that i actually got to pick cute clothes out for her!&lt;br /&gt;im so excited and just cant contain how happy i am that i finally got to drive by myself! even though it only lasted about ten-fifteen minutes, it was still awesome. i was smiling the majority of the time b/c i was so excited/ happy that i was finally driving by myself. well, i got to go :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3806705430251130151-5220063518999421365?l=blondie4629-blondie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blondie4629-blondie.blogspot.com/feeds/5220063518999421365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3806705430251130151&amp;postID=5220063518999421365' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3806705430251130151/posts/default/5220063518999421365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3806705430251130151/posts/default/5220063518999421365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blondie4629-blondie.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-drove-by-myself.html' title='I DROVE BY MYSELF!!!!'/><author><name>Blondie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09477587981969193070</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-3806705430251130151.post-5225623031606890764</id><published>2008-04-04T10:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-04T11:07:36.932-07:00</updated><title type='text'>spring break</title><content type='html'>my spring break has been amazing and so much fun! one sleepover after another. one b-day party after another. staying up late and watching sweeney todd!!!!! also, two days till my b-day today! 3 days till i get my license!&lt;br /&gt;  my b-day party was really fun! sarah and me stayed up till 4:30...we were the last ones to go to sleep. hehe, we watched 3 movies, we started to watch a 4th movie, but we were talking too much. we started watching sweeney todd around midnight with all lights off except for a little nightlight in my hallway and a dim light in my kitchen.  sweeney todd was so awesome! i accidentally ruined part of it though..i didnt mean to! oh well. it was still awesome! im actually listening to the soundtrack again..for about the 5 millionith time. on tuesday night i was trying to contain myself from singing too much. "..but did she come from her tower.." hehe&lt;br /&gt; i got back a little while ago from sharlene's house and sleeping over at her house last night. we went to funstation yesterday and rode go-karts two times and played laser tag. it was fun except on go-karts when you couldn't pass a person b/c they wouldnt stay in one lane. grr...&lt;br /&gt; "its todd now. sweeney todd and he will have his revenge." sry, that was the line that was just said on the soundtrack. this blog post is really random and not flowing at all. i try to make it flow somewhat usually. im going to go. i dont really have anything else to say that much right now and im tired.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3806705430251130151-5225623031606890764?l=blondie4629-blondie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blondie4629-blondie.blogspot.com/feeds/5225623031606890764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3806705430251130151&amp;postID=5225623031606890764' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3806705430251130151/posts/default/5225623031606890764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3806705430251130151/posts/default/5225623031606890764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blondie4629-blondie.blogspot.com/2008/04/spring-break.html' title='spring break'/><author><name>Blondie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09477587981969193070</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-3806705430251130151.post-7261227901982074921</id><published>2008-03-30T16:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-30T17:44:32.499-07:00</updated><title type='text'>UF invitational: my last MAO competition of the year</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Yesterday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; was my last MAO competition for the year. I wasn't that sad really seeing as I get to compete in the competitions again in algebra 2(i'll do better!). I got a 18 on the individual test which is the best I have done all year. I thought the test was a whole lot easier than the ones before even though I did only get a 18. James, the super asian for geometry got a 104 and got first place! he had to calculate his score 3 times. The first time he calculated his score he said he got a 103, then the 2nd time a 99, then the 3rd time a score of 104. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Team was so much fun. Before it started(which took forever! more like a half hour), we sat down in front of lincoln and katelyn and me were talking to peter and then we were determined to beat lincoln which was easy enough because they only scored once. We didnt get any points till I think like the 5th or 6th question. Actually, I should say, James didn't get the questions till the 5th or 6th question. I thought the team questions were easier too because I could actually do like half of them or get somewhere with like half of them! I was happy with myself and it was a good day yesterday b/c my math teacher wasn't chaperoning(which was really good after having to talk to her at lunch) and that katelyn was there. Anyways, we got 48 points in team which wasnt good enough to place w/ our suckish individual scores. With just the 48 points we actually beat Buholtz which was amazing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;The individual test was ok and went by fast. It took Katelyn and me and peter b/c his friends didn't wait for him so we dragged him along with us a little over 10 minutes to find our room for the individual test. The UF campus is SO confusing even though my sister who goes to UF says its just like a square(I say a very confusing square). Katelyn and me asked a dude at an information desk to help us find the building(he told us to go to the building where there are yellow structures that look like french fries, the structures didn't look like french fries). The dude also gave us a map and katelyn has it and said she's going to burn it. I acutally don't want her to burn it. wow, i'm getting very off topic. oh well. Anyways, peter is just being dragged along the whole time. It took us like 5 or so minutes to acutally find the building and then another 5 minutes to find the actual room. Peter sat between Katelyn and me during the test. I had a blonde moment which I will explain later. Before the test, peter wanted his 5 by 5 rubix cube which katelyn had put in my purse along with her cell and after lunch, her bag of chips. I had so much crap in my purse yesterday, it took me a few minutes to find anything. Anyways, as I was saying, I had peter's 5 by 5 rubix cube and he wanted it and katelyn got so mad that I actually took it out of my purse and peter tried to get it, but I didnt let him have it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I had several blonde moments yesterday. I was having a day where I was being slow. I tripped probably 3 or 4 times and katelyn was behind me everytime I tripped and she laughed everytime. My big blonde moment was when my scantron fell(and we were in a lecture hall so we had the side desks) and so I went to go pick it up. As I'm bending over to get it, the little side desk thing goes down and makes a loud noise and I said really quietly or actually thought it in my head, "crap" or I said "s***". Anyways, all eyes pretty much go to me which sucked to. I just got my test and pencils that fell and went back to doing my test being embarrassed especially since the noise of the desk falling echoed off the walls too. After the test, Katelyn said that she heard two loud noises(I don't remeber hearing another loud noise) and she asked me if I made the first loud noise which I said yes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The awards ceremony(i guess im going to call it that even though it wasnt that ceremony like) was amusing I guess, but Katelyn and me also were a little depressed b/c we thought we were going to actually to go up and get an award for team. We would have if the individual tests weren't counted too...we were like 2nd or 3rd place w/o individual scores. Before the awards 'ceremony' started, Diana and me were trying to determine what type of architeture the building was. At first look, we thought it was baroque, but then Diana who take the history of art and knows more about architeture, said it was romanesque or something like that. June sat next to me and was abusing Lisa's thing(im not sure what it really was). He stole it from her. I tried to get it from him a few times, but of course that failed. He was starting to annoy me a little because he was getting in my face with it and being his immature self. Katelyn and me didn't expect James to get 1st place in individual. I think Freed is happy that James got first place.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;At lunch, katelyn and me met up with my sister. We had to help her pick out a gold necklace after eating. I told Freed before we left for the mall that I was meeting up with her and he said that we weren't going to the mall anymore. I thought it was kinda funny. My sister met peter and she asked him why he associates with us. The answer is b/c katelyn and me are awesome.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;My sister talked to Freed and other MAO kids. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;  On the way back, I changed seats twice. I moved to where kejing was sitting and talked to diana for a little while b/c katelyn got boring b/c she was solving the 5 by 5 rubix cube which she solved by the time we got back. Thats impressive. We both thought it was going to take her like a day or two.I was going to go back to my original seat, but june stole it :(, but i just went to sit where he was sitting.  Diana, Sonal, William, and Kejing and me played MASH b/c we got bored. Yige questioned our maturity when they started destroying and messing w/ Lisa's thing.  I officially have over 80 kids with 3 different ppl. On the way back, I was somewhat pleased with my results. Wow, this is a really long post. Sry thats its so long, but I think I have everything that happened yesterday in this post. I'm SO glad its spring break!!! I'm relaxing majorly!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3806705430251130151-7261227901982074921?l=blondie4629-blondie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blondie4629-blondie.blogspot.com/feeds/7261227901982074921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3806705430251130151&amp;postID=7261227901982074921' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3806705430251130151/posts/default/7261227901982074921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3806705430251130151/posts/default/7261227901982074921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blondie4629-blondie.blogspot.com/2008/03/uf-invitational-my-last-mao-competition.html' title='UF invitational: my last MAO competition of the year'/><author><name>Blondie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09477587981969193070</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-3806705430251130151.post-5792088643707176882</id><published>2008-03-17T16:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-17T16:37:04.665-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i have no clue</title><content type='html'>grr,im getting sick and i dont like it! i left school early today, at the beginning of 5th period i went to the clinic and it took my mom till like 12:40ish to actually get to school.  my throat hurts. it hurts more when i swallow so i think i might be getting strep throat(so not fun, i've had it multiple times before).  It actually might be allergies too b/c im getting a little congested,but i dont know. i just hope i dont have to miss that much school. &lt;br /&gt;   anyways, with the help of kejing(i have to acknowledge you kejing) I became less confused about the AP applications.  Right now, I'm aiming for 3 AP classes, I could probably handle 4 AP classes, but I  don't know.  The 3 AP classes I'm looking at taking next year are AP lang, chem, and APUSH.  They dont seem that bad workwise. I mean I know there is going to be lots of work to do, but enough that I can handle it. anyways, I better go do homework and start feeling better...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3806705430251130151-5792088643707176882?l=blondie4629-blondie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blondie4629-blondie.blogspot.com/feeds/5792088643707176882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3806705430251130151&amp;postID=5792088643707176882' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3806705430251130151/posts/default/5792088643707176882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3806705430251130151/posts/default/5792088643707176882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blondie4629-blondie.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-have-no-clue.html' title='i have no clue'/><author><name>Blondie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09477587981969193070</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-3806705430251130151.post-7467362569234203021</id><published>2008-03-03T17:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-03T17:34:33.361-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Questionnare</title><content type='html'>I'm really bored so I'm doing a questionnare...the same one on Kejing's...&lt;br /&gt;1. How old will you be in 13 months?&lt;br /&gt;       16 years old&lt;br /&gt;2. Do you think you'll be married by then?&lt;br /&gt;     no&lt;br /&gt;3. Was yesterday better than today?&lt;br /&gt;     not really&lt;br /&gt;4. Who was the last person to text you?&lt;br /&gt;      Peter&lt;br /&gt;5. Do you prefer call or text?&lt;br /&gt;     um, i dont know.&lt;br /&gt;6. Do you have any pets?&lt;br /&gt;    yes! an adorable dog!&lt;br /&gt;7.What were you doing at 12 AM last night?&lt;br /&gt;     sleeping&lt;br /&gt;8.Do you like carrots?&lt;br /&gt;    sorta&lt;br /&gt;9.When is the last time you saw your mom?&lt;br /&gt;    a few minutes ago&lt;br /&gt;10. How many houses have you lived in?&lt;br /&gt;       3, but i can't remember the first one b/c i was too little to remember it&lt;br /&gt;11. How many city/towns have you lived in?&lt;br /&gt;      3&lt;br /&gt;12.  Do you prefer shoes, socks, or bare feet?&lt;br /&gt;       bare feet when im at my house&lt;br /&gt;13. Are you a social person?&lt;br /&gt;       yes&lt;br /&gt;14. What was the last thing you ate?&lt;br /&gt;       a piece of cake&lt;br /&gt;15. What is your favorite color?&lt;br /&gt;        the brigher shades of orange&lt;br /&gt;16. What are you doing for your next birthday?&lt;br /&gt;      i have no idea&lt;br /&gt;17. What is your favorite TV show?&lt;br /&gt;       um...well, i like family guy, south park, gilmore girls&lt;br /&gt;18.  Do you like coffee?&lt;br /&gt;       YES! im drinking some now&lt;br /&gt;19. What are you listening to?&lt;br /&gt;        nothing? me typing i guess&lt;br /&gt;20. Do you sleep on a certain side of the bed?&lt;br /&gt;        yeah, the left side&lt;br /&gt;21. Do you know how to play poker?&lt;br /&gt;        yeah, a little bit&lt;br /&gt;22. What are you thinking about right now?&lt;br /&gt;       nothing really&lt;br /&gt;23. Any plans for this weekend?&lt;br /&gt;      um, the chiles regional which i just found out was this saturday and church on sunday&lt;br /&gt;24. Have you ever been in an ambulance?&lt;br /&gt;       no&lt;br /&gt;25. Do you prefer an ocean or pool?&lt;br /&gt;          um, ocean i guess&lt;br /&gt;26. Do you know how to drive a stick shift?&lt;br /&gt;        no :(&lt;br /&gt;27. What is your favorite thing to spend money on?&lt;br /&gt;         jewlery&lt;br /&gt;28. Do you wear any jewelry 24/7?&lt;br /&gt;      no.&lt;br /&gt;29. Who is the funniest person you know?&lt;br /&gt;        my dad&lt;br /&gt;30. Do you sleep with stuffed animals?&lt;br /&gt;        no&lt;br /&gt;31. What is the main ring tone on your phone?&lt;br /&gt;        vibration&lt;br /&gt;32. What is the color of your bedroom walls?&lt;br /&gt;        orange&lt;br /&gt;33. Do you shut off the water while you brush your teeth?&lt;br /&gt;       yep, every time i brush my teeth&lt;br /&gt;34.  Do you wish someone was with you right now?&lt;br /&gt;       not really&lt;br /&gt;35. Are you mad about anything?&lt;br /&gt;     yes, some of my grades&lt;br /&gt;36. Do you talk to the person who posted this before you?&lt;br /&gt;         yes, i just talked to her a few minutes ago&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3806705430251130151-7467362569234203021?l=blondie4629-blondie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blondie4629-blondie.blogspot.com/feeds/7467362569234203021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3806705430251130151&amp;postID=7467362569234203021' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3806705430251130151/posts/default/7467362569234203021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3806705430251130151/posts/default/7467362569234203021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blondie4629-blondie.blogspot.com/2008/03/questionnare.html' title='Questionnare'/><author><name>Blondie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09477587981969193070</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-3806705430251130151.post-6942534686659098684</id><published>2008-02-24T16:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-24T17:14:25.614-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Middleton</title><content type='html'>I got back yesterday as well as all the other MAO kids who went to middleton.  It was lots of fun except for friday night in the hotel room when i put my phone on a table for like two seconds and then ariane took it and called pretty much everyone on my contacts list.  She called Peter first only b/c she read all my text messages with him and thought i was dating him which made me kinda laugh.  Ariane then called the rest of the guys on my contacts list and left them messages saying that i like them....grrr! I changed my status on facebook saying pretty much that the messages weren't true so i hope that clears things up with that.  Kejing, I'm sorry if you're bored reading this seeing as you know that all of this happened seeing as I roomed with you. &lt;br /&gt;  The actual competition was ok. I got a sucky usual score of 10 on the individual test and the only geometry team we had didn't place. :( we almost placed and we know we beat lincoln at least.  James placed though so yay!! go james! even though he was SO tense during team round. we had to literally take the questions away from him after we turned in our answer.&lt;br /&gt;   The ride back to Tallahasee was fun i guess. Ariane and me watched the 3rd pirates of the carribean on her portable dvd player and i annoyed her saying that orlando bloom is hot and i also told peter that and he replied "yeah, he is pretty handsome" so ariane asked him if he was gay.  Peter officially hates ariane now. I dont blame him. &lt;br /&gt;  Vicky and I sat next to each other at the awards ceremony and we saw peter almost right away only because lincoln was the school who came into the gym last and they had to sit on the floor and he was easy to spot and Vicky and I talked to him through texting toward the end of the awards ceremony.  We literally watched peter get his phone out of his pocket while saying how adorable the little middle schoolers were.  I was in the same room as peter for individual testing. That was exciting in a way.  I didnt even realize he was in the same room as me until he said hi to me.  Middleton was my first overnight competition and it was lots of fun and I didnt lose my balance and fall on anyone this time!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3806705430251130151-6942534686659098684?l=blondie4629-blondie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blondie4629-blondie.blogspot.com/feeds/6942534686659098684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3806705430251130151&amp;postID=6942534686659098684' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3806705430251130151/posts/default/6942534686659098684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3806705430251130151/posts/default/6942534686659098684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blondie4629-blondie.blogspot.com/2008/02/middleton.html' title='Middleton'/><author><name>Blondie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09477587981969193070</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-3806705430251130151.post-2422762707276085794</id><published>2008-02-20T14:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-20T14:27:14.723-08:00</updated><title type='text'>stuff</title><content type='html'>Well, life recently has been ok i guess. kinda stressful because of school, but ok. I got past doing this research paper that was a pain even though I think I did alright on it. I hope I get an A on the paper.  That can maintain my A that I have in english right now.  Its a 100%. Its amazing. I love it.  Today I just made up my test on the book I am reading in english called &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Things Fall Apart.  &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Its a boring book, but I think well written, but boring. Its kinda confusing, but Sparknotes made everything clear.  That helped a lot when I was taking the test today even though I only read through the Sparknotes once.&lt;br /&gt;      In Biology, we are starting to read &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Hot Zone. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Its really descriptive and nasty and true which makes even more nasty and kinda scary. I think its a good book so far though.  I've been hearing from people that it goes downhill and becomes boring though. I hope it doesnt get boring to me at least.  Its one of the more interesting books I've had to read for a class lately.  Hehe, Im listening to the Sweeney Todd soundtrack for the first time in a few weeks.  I had broke my addiction of continually listening to it when I get on the computer.  I hope my addiction to the soundtrack doesnt grow again by listening to it. :\&lt;br /&gt;     There's a MAO competition this weekend and its overnight and we are leaving Friday.  I wanted to just skip the first four periods of the day seeing as we are leaving around 12:30, but my mom won't let me so that means I have to take my geometry test before I leave and hopefully ace it or at least get a good grade on it.  I mean I got an A on the quiz so that means I understand the information pretty well and I hope I wont freeze up on the test or anything.  Anways, back to the MAO trip.  Its overnight right and Kejing already wanted me to room with her so I am, but haha I never thought this would happen, but Ariane is rooming with me and Kejing too. That is awesome.  She thinks its horrible, I think its hilarious and great.  That made my day seeing her freak out at lunch. Its going to be fun rooming with Ariane.  I'm really sad that Katelyn can't go though. :( Im beginning to not like her mother so much only because she doesnt let her go to many of the competitions.  Katelyn, I don't hate your mother though. Don't worry, your mom is still awesome! :) I should go do homework or something more productive now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3806705430251130151-2422762707276085794?l=blondie4629-blondie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blondie4629-blondie.blogspot.com/feeds/2422762707276085794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3806705430251130151&amp;postID=2422762707276085794' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3806705430251130151/posts/default/2422762707276085794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3806705430251130151/posts/default/2422762707276085794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blondie4629-blondie.blogspot.com/2008/02/stuff.html' title='stuff'/><author><name>Blondie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09477587981969193070</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-3806705430251130151.post-4309750725694995738</id><published>2008-02-09T18:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-09T18:22:55.244-08:00</updated><title type='text'>MAO</title><content type='html'>haha, MAO competition was today and i sucked horribly! i had to be on a team all by myself! that sucked SO much! i onyl got one right,but i didnt think it was right so i didnt write it down so therefore i got a total score of zero. go me...not really.&lt;br /&gt;   the bus ride there was really boring because a lot of ppl slept, but on the way back..omg...that was hilarious and interesting.  we played truth or dare. june and me had a dare-off the last like 15 minutes before we got to school. june dared me to "snuggle" with william so i hugged actually and then i lost balance an fell on him(thats right joseph, i fell) and pretty much a lot of ppl saw so im officially embarrassed. im still getting pestered about it now too which sucks. jonathan, shuyao, and june think i like william now. thats so not true! ew. no offense to william, but ew. anyways, that was the big highlight of the day pretty much. i really need better balance in moving vehicles so i dont embarrass myself again like i did today. oh yeah, i also saw peter! yay!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3806705430251130151-4309750725694995738?l=blondie4629-blondie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blondie4629-blondie.blogspot.com/feeds/4309750725694995738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3806705430251130151&amp;postID=4309750725694995738' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3806705430251130151/posts/default/4309750725694995738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3806705430251130151/posts/default/4309750725694995738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blondie4629-blondie.blogspot.com/2008/02/mao.html' title='MAO'/><author><name>Blondie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09477587981969193070</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-3806705430251130151.post-7505963635147584957</id><published>2008-02-04T17:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-04T17:22:17.026-08:00</updated><title type='text'>blah</title><content type='html'>I really dont like my life that much right now.  its not that high school drama is happening its just lots and lots of school work and its mainly one project after another.  i swear its driving me insane or something like that.  I always feel really stressed during the week even though i dont seem like it at school. I've been crying more recently mainly due to my parents who keep yelling at me for little things.  They are making me seem like everything i do is wrong.  I keep trying to do right things.  As i write this blog I'm starting to cry just thinking of how much my parents have been yelling at me and how much stress I'm under especially since my mom is on my case about my grades so I  cant slack off the least bit.  I'm under even more pressure to get good grades. I hate this school year and I want it to be over. Its just awful.&lt;br /&gt;   And then there is my friend(I'm not going to say any names, but katelyn maybe will know who i'm talking about) who it seems like just suddenly started not telling me a thing when we have known each other a long time.  We were practically like sisters until this semester or I should say school year.  This semester she just suddenly stopped telling me anything at all.  It seems like she tells bascially everyone except me.  I hope she knows she can tell me anything and trust me with anything she tells me. Its just starting to get to me and when I try to say something about it, it seems she doesnt even hear me or just plain flat out ignores it. &lt;br /&gt;  Well, I better go finish my huge pile of homework  I have tonight.  I want the stress to stop and just want things to get better.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3806705430251130151-7505963635147584957?l=blondie4629-blondie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blondie4629-blondie.blogspot.com/feeds/7505963635147584957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3806705430251130151&amp;postID=7505963635147584957' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3806705430251130151/posts/default/7505963635147584957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3806705430251130151/posts/default/7505963635147584957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blondie4629-blondie.blogspot.com/2008/02/blah.html' title='blah'/><author><name>Blondie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09477587981969193070</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-3806705430251130151.post-2464996093216840516</id><published>2008-01-30T14:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-30T14:26:00.447-08:00</updated><title type='text'>life</title><content type='html'>my life has kinda been in a way sucky recently.  my parents found out about my horrible grade from first nine weeks in geometry.  My parents found out at separate times so i got the lecture/ talk about the grade twice. and i cried. both times. and i didnt care that i was crying. when my dad found out was worse because he was traveling for business when he found out so i had to wait a few days and then i'm surprised he didnt yell, but that talk was worse and i cried. a lot.  the next day after he talked to me i cried again all because he got mad at me and yelled at me.  it just made me cry a lot.  and i didnt care that i was crying again. i just had been needing a good cry and i finally got it.  i just wanted to sit in my room on my bed and cry my eyes out bascially. that probably sounded kinda emo, but i'm definitely NOT emo! i dont think i even could be.  my punishment=banned from the computer for about a week.  thats why i havent been able to post lately and because i just havent been on.  i'm still not even supposed to be on now, but whatever.&lt;br /&gt;    anyways, geometry has been going better this semester in a way because first of all i'm not failing, but kinda near only b/c there's almost no grades in that class yet.  i really hate that progress reports come out next week b/c my grades are going to be kinda bad only b/c there's not that many grades in yet. Also, because my parents from now on want to see my progress reports.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3806705430251130151-2464996093216840516?l=blondie4629-blondie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blondie4629-blondie.blogspot.com/feeds/2464996093216840516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3806705430251130151&amp;postID=2464996093216840516' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3806705430251130151/posts/default/2464996093216840516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3806705430251130151/posts/default/2464996093216840516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blondie4629-blondie.blogspot.com/2008/01/life.html' title='life'/><author><name>Blondie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09477587981969193070</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-3806705430251130151.post-8187395226099483472</id><published>2008-01-18T18:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-18T18:55:25.517-08:00</updated><title type='text'>my views</title><content type='html'>ok, first of all, before i say anything else, I AM NOT BEING RACIST ABOUT THIS BLOG POST WHATSOEVER!! I LOVE ASIANS!!&lt;br /&gt;  ok, here are my views on asian parents. They are WAY too strict on their kids. I mean, we are in america where kids dont spend 5 hours straight(or more) studying one particular thing. I mean, I think studying for maybe like 2 hours will be enough. I mean, you learn this stuff in class! You shouldnt need to study like five million hours for one thing especially when you're not going to really need some of it later in life!! Its SO ridiculous!! Their childhood is wasting away without even being able to enjoy it! Instead, they are just sitting in their room a lot reading chapters in textbooks over and over and over again. I dont get how anyone, especially kids and teenagers, can enjoy something like that instead of hanging out with friends.  ugh, it frustrates me because I have a lot of asian friends and when i want to do something i cant all because their parents wont let them because they want them to study and do their homework which wont take them all weekend!  I mean I am all for studying and doing homework and getting good grades and whatnot, but not studying, doing homework, and getting good grades 24/7! ugh.  well, i felt like i needed to express that view and that thought just kinda occurred to me.&lt;br /&gt;        P.S.- once again, I am not meaning to be racist or anything, I have lots of asian friends.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3806705430251130151-8187395226099483472?l=blondie4629-blondie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blondie4629-blondie.blogspot.com/feeds/8187395226099483472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3806705430251130151&amp;postID=8187395226099483472' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3806705430251130151/posts/default/8187395226099483472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3806705430251130151/posts/default/8187395226099483472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blondie4629-blondie.blogspot.com/2008/01/my-views.html' title='my views'/><author><name>Blondie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09477587981969193070</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-3806705430251130151.post-6432298321320335909</id><published>2008-01-14T14:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-14T15:07:18.828-08:00</updated><title type='text'>MAO and just randomness</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;so, this past saturday was the first MAO competition and i did bad on my individual test(not that i expected to do really well) and team was just fun and our team got a honorable mention!! oh yeah! My individual test was a postive score so I'm happy about that. I did better doing team questions. They were easier I thought even though my team only got one right,but we were close to some of the answers. Omg! katelyn and me saw peter! He talked and we saw Vicky and Ketan together which was SO cute!! Katelyn and me were practically waiting for them to start cuddling outside of McDonalds where we stopped for breakfast. I also saw Chris.....ugh..I'm glad he remembers me though(mwhahaha!)  The bus ride was pretty fun there and back.  It was more fun I think on the way back because of playing truth or dare.  Got to find out a lot of stuff and joseph, I still can not believe you know who the dude I liked in 7th grade is! Thats insane! I'm also kinda mad at you joseph b/c I know you didnt actually tell james who you like(GRR!). freaking tell me who you like already. kejing already kinda yelled at you for that in a way.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;    We get report cards on Wednesday...oh joy!(not).  My grades weren't horrible its just my parents haven't seen my grades from first nine weeks when I pretty much slacked. Right now, I'm not too stressed, but then again I kinda am because I need to get my history fair done soon. I'm going to try to start drawing my background(U.S. flag) tonight. I'll see how that goes especially with my so NOT awesome drawing skills. I have to admit I did get better at drawing though through my art class even though it is art 3D. We still have to draw some stuff when doing some projects like the one we are doing now. You have to draw your background which I did and my background I have to draw actually isnt that hard to draw.  Well, I should go do homework or something productive.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#993399;"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3806705430251130151-6432298321320335909?l=blondie4629-blondie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blondie4629-blondie.blogspot.com/feeds/6432298321320335909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3806705430251130151&amp;postID=6432298321320335909' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3806705430251130151/posts/default/6432298321320335909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3806705430251130151/posts/default/6432298321320335909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blondie4629-blondie.blogspot.com/2008/01/mao-and-just-randomness.html' title='MAO and just randomness'/><author><name>Blondie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09477587981969193070</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-3806705430251130151.post-6827201739694088877</id><published>2008-01-09T14:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-09T14:30:08.899-08:00</updated><title type='text'>second semester</title><content type='html'>The second semester has begun and i'm already liking it a whole lot better than the first. Geometry is already easier for me and not too much lame high school drama is happening. I already have to worry about 3 projects that I am doing,but one is due tomorrow and the other two are in history which is easy for me. The major one I have to worry about is history fair..dun, dun,dun...its not too bad actually. I'm pretty organized with all that and I just need to organize my information even more and put it all together and make it look pretty. &lt;br /&gt;  This saturday I am going to MAO competition which will be fun even if i really suck(especially on team..) I dont really like math and really wasnt in the mood this afternoon to do math at MAO practice. I just wanted to go home and today was just really long and kinda stressful. I was so happy I got to drive home though! =D yes, joseph, scream(like a little girl..hehe) and run away.  Well, I know this is a short post, but I dont really have much to say. I'm going to go do my powerpoint.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3806705430251130151-6827201739694088877?l=blondie4629-blondie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blondie4629-blondie.blogspot.com/feeds/6827201739694088877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3806705430251130151&amp;postID=6827201739694088877' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3806705430251130151/posts/default/6827201739694088877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3806705430251130151/posts/default/6827201739694088877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blondie4629-blondie.blogspot.com/2008/01/second-semester.html' title='second semester'/><author><name>Blondie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09477587981969193070</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-3806705430251130151.post-3219500069399244223</id><published>2008-01-01T18:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-01T18:31:42.232-08:00</updated><title type='text'>new year!</title><content type='html'>so....last night was a very interesting experience for me. I went to a Korean church and listened to a lot of people talking/shouting in korean and not having a clue of what they are saying pretty much(except for very few words and i mean very few). I got to hold my friend's brother's hand during church service....can you say awkward and i know this is mean, but kinda eww.   I ate korean soup which was actually pretty good(or at least better than i thought it would be). &lt;br /&gt; I really dont have a new year's resolution yet(hence the word yet), but I usually dont right at the beginning of the year. oh wait, i kinda do actually. Its go to europe if I can convince my parents. Omg, i want to go SO BADLY!!! I really hope this year is better than last. Last year was, lets say interesting and one thing was very exciting(but later on definitely not so exciting and still isnt..) and katelyn you probably know what i'm talking about..you wont have to think too hard about it. well, happy new year to everyone!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3806705430251130151-3219500069399244223?l=blondie4629-blondie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blondie4629-blondie.blogspot.com/feeds/3219500069399244223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3806705430251130151&amp;postID=3219500069399244223' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3806705430251130151/posts/default/3219500069399244223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3806705430251130151/posts/default/3219500069399244223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blondie4629-blondie.blogspot.com/2008/01/new-year.html' title='new year!'/><author><name>Blondie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09477587981969193070</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-3806705430251130151.post-2128043606906949723</id><published>2007-12-28T16:54:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-28T17:16:16.197-08:00</updated><title type='text'>holidays</title><content type='html'>so, i definitely havent posted in awhile, but thats only because i havent been able to really access a computer and get on here the past few days because i went to go see my grandma and other relatives out in the middle of nowhere. more like in a little town in nebraska.  I was there over christmas. you should have seen the "sea of presents" that were by my grandma's little christmas tree. my dad calls it the "christmas stick". There were so many presents that they were running along the wall where my grandma's christmas tree was and along another wall too. It took over an hour to hand them and unwrap them all. I was sweating because of all the people that were there in that one room(about 20 people to be exact). We have a tradition on my mom's side of the family which is the youngest kid(excluding the really little ones) gets to hand out present. It was my turn this year. Well, the tradition is more when most of the family is together the next kid in line gets to hand out presents. That sucked so much. I didnt really like it, but I survived.&lt;br /&gt;  I got to see my three little second cousins. One is about 3 and I have seen him before and he sticks to me and I get to "play" with him down in my grandma's basement or wherever we are. The other two I have never seen and the one little girl is about 2 years old and she is SO cute! She got comfortable around me and started having me play with her and carrying her where she wanted to go when she wanted me to carry her.  The last one is only about 3 months old and omg, she is SOO adorable!!!!!! She is such a cute and good baby. I'm not the best at holding babies, but she was fine when I was holding her. She likes to be talked to. She got upset because she was hungry and while my aunt(her grandma) was get her formula or whatever it is ready, my aunt was talking to her and that calmed her down.   &lt;br /&gt;  Omg...the snow!!! Awesome!!! My sister and me were going to make a snowman, but we never did only because my dad had to have his gall bladder out. He's fine and he was already kinda having trouble with pain in his stomach and was going to get it looked at when he got back, but he woke up at 3 a.m. the day after Christmas with really bad pain so my grandma and mom went to the E.R. with him a few hours later. My sis, me, and two of my aunts went later that day while he just went into surgery.  That hospital has nice waiting rooms. They had a computer with internet access(even though some stuff is blocked for security purposes) and had a T.V.  I played solitaire on the computer because I was bored and was googling things for my two aunts and sis to help with the crossword puzzle they were doing. We started to play sheephead which is a card game and is kinda complicated at first when you are learning, but you get the hang of it the more you play it. Joseph...I will explain it in more detail later and show you how to play.&lt;br /&gt;Well, that was bascially the extent of my Christmas holidays. I just back today so i'm really tired from traveling and whatnot. My bed will feel so good tonight..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3806705430251130151-2128043606906949723?l=blondie4629-blondie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blondie4629-blondie.blogspot.com/feeds/2128043606906949723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3806705430251130151&amp;postID=2128043606906949723' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3806705430251130151/posts/default/2128043606906949723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3806705430251130151/posts/default/2128043606906949723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blondie4629-blondie.blogspot.com/2007/12/holidays.html' title='holidays'/><author><name>Blondie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09477587981969193070</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-3806705430251130151.post-5318492777606092927</id><published>2007-12-19T17:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-19T17:38:31.995-08:00</updated><title type='text'>exam week</title><content type='html'>its finally exam week and I've already took two exams. I still have to take three exams, but my big exam is over with which is geometry. I barely have a C in that class and I knew the pressure was on me to pass the exam already and my geometry teacher yesterday didnt help, she was like just pass the exam. In my mind I was thinking, I know I need to, but its not as easy as it sounds. Oh well, I got it over with and I think I did pretty well.  The proofs were easier than I thought they were going to be, especially the indirect proof.  I don't feel like I did that well on the proofs though. The multiple choice questions were pretty easy except for a few of the questions.&lt;br /&gt;  I also have already taken my French exam and I got a 85% on it.  I thought I would get an A, but I'm satisified with a B on the exam. Thats pretty good for not studying for it that much. &lt;br /&gt;  Tomorrow I have to take Biology and I should be studying for that right now, but instead I'm doing this.  On Friday, I have to take my History and English exams.  They are probably going to be somewhat hard or at least I'm expecting them to be.  On Friday afternoon, I'm leaving to drive to Orlando to fly out of there to Nebraska on Saturday.  I really want to go with Katelyn and Chanyang to North Carolina instead.  I mean, it will be fun with my relatives, but still, it sounds more fun going to North Carolina.  I'm SO excited that I finally got an ipod. Its so pretty! =) I already downloaded songs on it too.  I'll probably take it to school with me tomorrow or Friday or both days. I dont know.&lt;br /&gt;Well, I should go study....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3806705430251130151-5318492777606092927?l=blondie4629-blondie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blondie4629-blondie.blogspot.com/feeds/5318492777606092927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3806705430251130151&amp;postID=5318492777606092927' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3806705430251130151/posts/default/5318492777606092927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3806705430251130151/posts/default/5318492777606092927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blondie4629-blondie.blogspot.com/2007/12/exam-week.html' title='exam week'/><author><name>Blondie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09477587981969193070</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-3806705430251130151.post-4120981540423988240</id><published>2007-12-16T16:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-16T16:58:23.337-08:00</updated><title type='text'>exams and other stuff...</title><content type='html'>so..tomorrow is the beginning of exam week and the week before school gets out for winter break(yay!). I'm suprisingly not freaking out that much and not feeling very stressed.  I'm SO happy that we get out early on wednesday, thursday, and friday.  Saturday I'm leaving to go see my grandma and see other relatives and I'll get to see snow!! yay!! I have to admit I am excited to go and see relatives because they are fun and I get to see babies!&lt;br /&gt; So..today my family bascially celebrated Christmas in a way only because we are going to be gone over Christmas and my dad is going to be gone all week for business. I got presents that I really like! All my friends can wait till I see them tomorrow to find out what I got. Joseph already knows two things I got....&lt;br /&gt;My family also made homemade sausage(its sooo good!) and I got to drive most of the time while delivering some to friends. Omg..that was lets just say a very interesting and experienced filled trip.  I was a little nervous and scared part of the way, but I kept cool,calm, and collected. My parents sometimes think I panic about something if I don't do the particular thing quite correctly and I haven't panicked, its pretty much them that are panicking and getting really nervous when they don't need to be.  I haven't made them nervous in awhile. I have to admit, I made my mom a little nervous backing out of a few people's driveways today.&lt;br /&gt;  Last night, I went to Akeem's party. That was SO much fun even though Akeem was kinda full of himself. It was kinda like homecoming all over again, but SO much better. I didnt dance that much at his party, but I didnt really care or wanted to that much anyways. I just bascially hung out with my friends that were there.&lt;br /&gt;Well, I better go work on exam reviews and this book report thing for english.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3806705430251130151-4120981540423988240?l=blondie4629-blondie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blondie4629-blondie.blogspot.com/feeds/4120981540423988240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3806705430251130151&amp;postID=4120981540423988240' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3806705430251130151/posts/default/4120981540423988240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3806705430251130151/posts/default/4120981540423988240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blondie4629-blondie.blogspot.com/2007/12/exams-and-other-stuff.html' title='exams and other stuff...'/><author><name>Blondie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09477587981969193070</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-3806705430251130151.post-7149244901904680318</id><published>2007-12-12T15:09:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-12T15:24:28.799-08:00</updated><title type='text'>rant</title><content type='html'>so..i'm probably going to rant once again.&lt;br /&gt; School is still very stressful. I just want the break already. I'm breaking down even though it doesnt seem like it. I'm usually good under stress, but right now I'm not doing so great and it probably has to do something with the cold I have. It really sucks and I hope I'm over it soon, very soon. Its making me crash in the evenings early when I need to be up for at least another 2 hours or so doing homework and studying and studying is very crucial right now. My grades aren't what I want them to be, but better than last nine weeks.&lt;br /&gt; It kinda makes me mad that kids are so pressured to get practically straight A's. I think in a way its kinda stupid. I mean, kids don't always need their later advanced core classes later in life with their careers they want to pursue. I mean, I want to go into theater or something related to that. I don't think I'll need to use pre-calc or algebra 2 stuff for theater especially if I end up becoming an actor(I like both aspects of theater: behind the scenes and on stage). Seriously, how well you do in school grade-wise shouldn't be what determines what college you can go to and what determines what college you will go to(if you even do go to college). That brings me to another point. Teenagers shouldnt be pressured by their parents and teachers and just people in their life to make the decision to go to college. Some kids really don't want to go to college for whatever reason, but are probably still pressured by people in their life to go to college and that kid will probably end up going to college without wanting to. People in your life can decide your future, but thats not right. You should be able to decide your own future. Personally, I do want to go to college anyways without the pressures of people in my life. I do want to learn more about theater to become successful in it and a lot of people don't know I want to go into theater in college probably only because they just dont know me well enough or because they know I'm not taking a Drama class even though I want to. It just doesnt fit into my schedule right now. I was going to try to take it this year, but my parents made me take Driver's Ed which I didn't want to take and because I had to take Driver's Ed, I didn't have any room left in my schedule with my "Francais"(french) class and other elective.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I'm done ranting for now. I should go do homework.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3806705430251130151-7149244901904680318?l=blondie4629-blondie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blondie4629-blondie.blogspot.com/feeds/7149244901904680318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3806705430251130151&amp;postID=7149244901904680318' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3806705430251130151/posts/default/7149244901904680318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3806705430251130151/posts/default/7149244901904680318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blondie4629-blondie.blogspot.com/2007/12/rant.html' title='rant'/><author><name>Blondie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09477587981969193070</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-3806705430251130151.post-7431369895860388971</id><published>2007-12-11T18:21:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-11T18:33:32.260-08:00</updated><title type='text'>tired and stressed</title><content type='html'>I'm so stressed and tired right now and its all because of school. SO many due dates and quizzes and tests and ahhh......I want the winter break already! I can get over the cold I have, relax, sleep in, and just enjoy not having school for a couple of weeks. My grades are somewhat good right now, but definitely not as great as I want them to be. I just hope my parents don't kill me when they do see my grades.&lt;br /&gt;  I have just been in kinda a bad mood even though I don't seem like it so much at school around my friends even though some of them know I am in kinda a bad mood. I just am in one of those moods where i want to cry for no reason and if you're a guy you might not know what that kind of mood feels like. Everything will be better(I hope) once winter break gets here. I'm really glad that my sister is coming home for winter break on Thursday. wow, I just made myself in kinda a worse mood now so I better stop typing now so I don't bring myself to tears. I could rant so much longer, but I won't.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3806705430251130151-7431369895860388971?l=blondie4629-blondie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blondie4629-blondie.blogspot.com/feeds/7431369895860388971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3806705430251130151&amp;postID=7431369895860388971' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3806705430251130151/posts/default/7431369895860388971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3806705430251130151/posts/default/7431369895860388971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blondie4629-blondie.blogspot.com/2007/12/tired-and-stressed.html' title='tired and stressed'/><author><name>Blondie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09477587981969193070</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-3806705430251130151.post-224721154348789925</id><published>2007-12-09T06:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-09T06:46:09.911-08:00</updated><title type='text'>mini mu!</title><content type='html'>soo..yesterday was mini mu and it was awesome!! I proctored a room full of 5th graders. Actually, there were only 14 kids, but still. It was funny that Joseph was the only guy proctoring in the hall I was in. We all were locked out of our rooms when we first got to the rooms we were supposed to be in. That was interesting.&lt;br /&gt;  One of the kids in my room had to go to the bathroom like really bad so I let him go even though you aren't supposed to let a kid go during a test. Well, I thought he was going to be back within a few minutes, but he wasnt. He was gone for like a 20 minutes to a half hour. The girl I was proctoring with and me thought he got sick or something.&lt;br /&gt;  The kids I had were pretty good. I was surprised of that actually. Well, we did have two teachers helping to keep the kids under control. We(the girl i was proctoring with and me) were SO bored and I mean bored. We weren't allowed to bring anything with us to do during the test so we bascially just sat there and drew on the board occasionally. During the second test, we had a extra copy of the test so we did some of it and it was SO easy. We had pre-algebra or algebra kids. I forget which. I wasnt too observant of that. I didnt even know any of the kids' names except for one only because one of the teachers said her name.&lt;br /&gt;  Mini Mu was just awesome except for being really bored. If I am in MAO next year, I'll definitely do Mini Mu again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3806705430251130151-224721154348789925?l=blondie4629-blondie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blondie4629-blondie.blogspot.com/feeds/224721154348789925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3806705430251130151&amp;postID=224721154348789925' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3806705430251130151/posts/default/224721154348789925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3806705430251130151/posts/default/224721154348789925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blondie4629-blondie.blogspot.com/2007/12/mini-mu.html' title='mini mu!'/><author><name>Blondie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09477587981969193070</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-3806705430251130151.post-5907346225924429829</id><published>2007-12-04T17:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-04T17:16:13.118-08:00</updated><title type='text'>sick</title><content type='html'>soo...i know i havent posted in awhile, but i've been really busy and overwhelmed and stressed and it really sucks that i got sick. i think mandy is the one who got me sick too. i took a sip of her coffee yesterday morning and throughout the day i started to feel worse by each period. Last night when i started to feel like total crap, i had a sore throat, upset stomach,booming headache, and my nose was a little stuffy. I didnt have a fever, but i felt like i did. I didnt get to school till 3rd period today because i felt so crappy when i woke up this morning.&lt;br /&gt;So, on top of being sick, I am so overwhelmed with trying my hardest to get my grades up and studying for a bunch of tests and quizzes and hating my piles of homework i am getting. I just want the break already so I can see my sister again and be with my family and most of all, relax. Today was such a bad day to feel like crap. First, I had to finish this thing in art today(which i did! yay!). Second, FSU people were at school today in driver's ed and that was fun even though we didnt have enough time for everyone to experience sorta what its like to be a drunk driver. Third, I had to do my last ever WUR (YAY!) and fourth, I had a meeting for Mini Mu for MAO. I am just going "ahhhh!!" inside my mind.&lt;br /&gt;  So now chanyang and katelyn are trying to set me up with june which i totally dont like. I hate it when people want to set me up with someone, especially june because i'm always paired up with him. It gets very annoying after awhile, but no people just want to keep irritating me. ahhhh.&lt;br /&gt;well, i should go finish my homework.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3806705430251130151-5907346225924429829?l=blondie4629-blondie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blondie4629-blondie.blogspot.com/feeds/5907346225924429829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3806705430251130151&amp;postID=5907346225924429829' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3806705430251130151/posts/default/5907346225924429829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3806705430251130151/posts/default/5907346225924429829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blondie4629-blondie.blogspot.com/2007/12/sick.html' title='sick'/><author><name>Blondie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09477587981969193070</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-3806705430251130151.post-5648105239406763572</id><published>2007-11-30T14:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-30T14:34:28.414-08:00</updated><title type='text'>weekend!</title><content type='html'>woot! its finally the weekend again. This week seemed to be really long which really sucked. I took my math test today which was somewhat easy, but then again not because it was only two proofs and a bonus and it was all stuff that you really needed to think about. It took me a little while to figure out the proofs because there were so many ways I go with it. I finally figured it out, but I'm not that confident that I did really well on it. We are taking the second part of the test on monday so I can redeem myself on that part and make my test grade pretty high hopefully.&lt;br /&gt;There was a pep rally today or I should say "prep" rally. It was SO lame and stupid. I mean, last year the pep rallys were actually ok, but this year it was SO dumb. The dance team wasnt that great and their outfits weren't that cute either. Their outfits and routines were a whole lot better last year. The step team's routine was really stupid and it was really good last year. The cheerleaders...I can't believe I'm saying this, but their routine was actually pretty good even though the JV cheerleaders did the same thing bascially as the varsity. I have to say I liked parts of it, but it wasnt that great at all. It was SO much better last year.&lt;br /&gt;I get to go play tennis tomorrow morning with Katelyn, Katelyn's aunt, and Joseph. Thats going to be fun. I'm actually in the mood and excited about playing tennis tomorrow. I am just so glad its the weekend. I'm behind on sleep and I can sleep in tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah...at lunch June and Joseph and Katelyn and me were all talking about colleges and what not and June and Joseph are saying that if you get a C its going to ruin your life and Katelyn and me are like "No, its not". I mean, yes it could just ruin going what college you want to go to, but not your whole entire life especially if you just get a C. I do really hate that I am kinda struggling this year to get all my grades up to an A and keep it that way. I mean, I have a C in math and I usually by this time in the year have at least a high B. I'm really hating this year. I mean I study, but I dont study like 5 hours straight like all my Asian friends do and you dont need to study that long anyways. June and Joseph were telling Katelyn and me that they need to study that long and no you dont. I mean yes, study at least an hour if you really dont know the information and the max time should be like 3 hours. I have studied like two and a half hours for a test and I got an A and I didnt know that much about the chapter at all. Its called, don't strain yourself from studying too much. I hope Joseph reads this and gets my point..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3806705430251130151-5648105239406763572?l=blondie4629-blondie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blondie4629-blondie.blogspot.com/feeds/5648105239406763572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3806705430251130151&amp;postID=5648105239406763572' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3806705430251130151/posts/default/5648105239406763572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3806705430251130151/posts/default/5648105239406763572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blondie4629-blondie.blogspot.com/2007/11/weekend.html' title='weekend!'/><author><name>Blondie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09477587981969193070</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-3806705430251130151.post-8486299519810346377</id><published>2007-11-28T14:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-28T14:40:59.782-08:00</updated><title type='text'>blah</title><content type='html'>soo...life has been pretty boring and I am not enjoying being back at school. I really want to just sleep later than 6:30a.m. and be able to be on the computer later than 10 p.m. on school nights.&lt;br /&gt;I'm excited for Saturday though because I get to play tennis with Katelyn and her aunt. That should be fun. I am happy that I haven't had much homework again yet too. I have a test in geometry(which my grade is coming up! yay!) on friday and monday..we get to do the proofs part of the test on Friday which shouldnt be too bad because I am actually somewhat good at proofs if I just think about it for a little while. I really still hate them though probably because I have to do at least one proof almost every day. I will be SO happy next semester when I don't have to really do any!&lt;br /&gt;I'm sooo bored right now and I have the majority of my homework done too and the rest isnt going to take that long at all. yay!&lt;br /&gt;I am just waiting for my life to get more interesting.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3806705430251130151-8486299519810346377?l=blondie4629-blondie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blondie4629-blondie.blogspot.com/feeds/8486299519810346377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3806705430251130151&amp;postID=8486299519810346377' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3806705430251130151/posts/default/8486299519810346377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3806705430251130151/posts/default/8486299519810346377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blondie4629-blondie.blogspot.com/2007/11/blah.html' title='blah'/><author><name>Blondie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09477587981969193070</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-3806705430251130151.post-4679307710958278021</id><published>2007-11-24T16:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-24T16:56:06.550-08:00</updated><title type='text'>bored</title><content type='html'>I'm so bored its not even funny. thats how my thanksgiving break has been pretty much, but its been really relaxing too. I'm sad that its going to end soon though..only one more day. oh well. I'll get over it.  I had fun with my sister being here, but we had to take pictures for christmas card(oh joy! not!). I really hate taking pictures.&lt;br /&gt;I went shopping yesterday with my sister and mom and I got some new clothes which are really cute. I had to buy some of the clothes I got though, but oh well, I really like them especially the "happy bunny" pajama bottoms I got. They are SO comfy and totally awesome! I love them! I also got two sweaters and a shirt.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3806705430251130151-4679307710958278021?l=blondie4629-blondie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blondie4629-blondie.blogspot.com/feeds/4679307710958278021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3806705430251130151&amp;postID=4679307710958278021' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3806705430251130151/posts/default/4679307710958278021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3806705430251130151/posts/default/4679307710958278021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blondie4629-blondie.blogspot.com/2007/11/bored.html' title='bored'/><author><name>Blondie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09477587981969193070</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-3806705430251130151.post-3440769594833251589</id><published>2007-11-22T19:49:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-22T19:49:59.938-08:00</updated><title type='text'>i luv this song!</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;							&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;object height='80' width='300'&gt;&lt;param value='http://media.imeem.com/m/Tri2SR5cZe/aus=false/' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;param value='transparent' name='wmode'/&gt;&lt;embed wmode='transparent' height='80' width='300' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://media.imeem.com/m/Tri2SR5cZe/aus=false/'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;this song is awesome!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;						&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3806705430251130151-3440769594833251589?l=blondie4629-blondie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blondie4629-blondie.blogspot.com/feeds/3440769594833251589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3806705430251130151&amp;postID=3440769594833251589' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3806705430251130151/posts/default/3440769594833251589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3806705430251130151/posts/default/3440769594833251589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blondie4629-blondie.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-luv-this-song.html' title='i luv this song!'/><author><name>Blondie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09477587981969193070</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-3806705430251130151.post-1892363935200763840</id><published>2007-11-21T18:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-21T18:37:12.252-08:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm in a good mood</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;omg! I'm in such a good mood and I think it partly has to do with it being thanksgiving break and the day before thanksgiving! I'm also in a good mood because my sister is home! Today was fun too because I got to go to the mall with Chanyang and Katelyn and Chanyang's little brother had to come too, but that wasnt too bad. We saw a movie that was cute and funny, but not totally awesome. I mean, I liked it, but yeah...I dont know if I would reccommend it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;  lalalala,I'm also in a really good mood because I have no homework over break and totally relax and sleep in and maybe stay up late too. I just love this. I've needed this break and to relax and get away from school for a few days. I have been so stressed out and I'm going to start being stressed again because my history fair project is due in a few weeks and I still need to find some pictures and probably more information and get more organized with that. I'm just trying not to think about that really though because it makes me kinda feel stressed out and I definitely don't want that over Thanksgiving Break.  I'm excited for Thanksgiving! Happy Thanksgiving!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3806705430251130151-1892363935200763840?l=blondie4629-blondie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blondie4629-blondie.blogspot.com/feeds/1892363935200763840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3806705430251130151&amp;postID=1892363935200763840' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3806705430251130151/posts/default/1892363935200763840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3806705430251130151/posts/default/1892363935200763840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blondie4629-blondie.blogspot.com/2007/11/im-in-good-mood.html' title='i&apos;m in a good mood'/><author><name>Blondie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09477587981969193070</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-3806705430251130151.post-3346026874622644239</id><published>2007-11-19T14:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-19T14:45:42.704-08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I am sooo happy today! First, because I don't have much homework at all which is wonderful. Second because giving this present to this guy I know was hilarious b/c I had a box inside a box inside a box inside a box and you get the idea. Third because I get to see my sister tomorrow night. Fourth because we only have one more day of school until Thanksgiving Break and finally the fifth reason why I am happy today is because I passed my driving test in Driver's Ed today! yay!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt; Ok, so I still have to wait till my birthday to actually get my license, but still, its really exciting for me and funny to see how creeped out my parents are by the fact that I actually passed my driver's test! I am also really excited about seeing my sister tomorrow. I miss her. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;The whole present thing was so hilarious. I was laughing like the whole time he was opening up all the boxes. I also got him an Itunes giftcard which was what he wanted which should make him be nicer to me for like a day or two(we totally bascially despise each other). I am SO happy that we have five days off of school including the weekend. That is SO awesome and wonderful and I love that! Omg, I just am in such a great mood right now and today. ugh..i just remebered though that we have intermins tomorrow...oh well, my grades really aren't that bad right now and the intermin isnt even correct anymore for my grades. The two grades that were really high D's are C's now. The rest of my grades are really good. My B's are really high and so are most of the A's I have. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I don't feel stressed out at all either really because I have pretty much everything I have been needing to do done or almost done with. Today was such a great day...no one can put me in a bad mood. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3806705430251130151-3346026874622644239?l=blondie4629-blondie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blondie4629-blondie.blogspot.com/feeds/3346026874622644239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3806705430251130151&amp;postID=3346026874622644239' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3806705430251130151/posts/default/3346026874622644239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3806705430251130151/posts/default/3346026874622644239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blondie4629-blondie.blogspot.com/2007/11/happy.html' title='happy!!'/><author><name>Blondie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09477587981969193070</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-3806705430251130151.post-1961727112460677085</id><published>2007-11-18T17:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-18T17:49:54.119-08:00</updated><title type='text'>school...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;omg, i am so stressed because of school and because of intermins. my mind is "ahhhh!" It seems like i have five million things to do in the time of two school days and its really only like 5 things to do. I just really want the Thanksgiving holidays and to see my sister again. I'm happy that my grades are better than last nine weeks and that I have almost no drama going on in my life for once. I'm really liking that. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I have really been wanting to read the book that I have to read for an outside read thing I have to do which is not due till next month, but I am not that far into it. I mean, I have read the book before, but I kinda need to read it again so I can refresh my brain with everything that happened. I just want to read so much right now too because I love to read and it puts me into a whole different world and I don't feel stressed out when I am reading. I am really calm and my mind gets cleared for a little while. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I'm also loving the cold weather, but hating that my parents are keeping me from wearing flip flops because they think my feet will freeze. I mean, they really won't. Its Florida...its November, its not that cold yet and they also want me to wear my heavy jacket like everyday which I don't need to,but they insist. I just am frustrated with my parents right now and want to be away from them a lot right now and hang out with my friends. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;ugh. My life right now is pretty good, but I just am ughhh with it right now too. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3806705430251130151-1961727112460677085?l=blondie4629-blondie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blondie4629-blondie.blogspot.com/feeds/1961727112460677085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3806705430251130151&amp;postID=1961727112460677085' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3806705430251130151/posts/default/1961727112460677085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3806705430251130151/posts/default/1961727112460677085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blondie4629-blondie.blogspot.com/2007/11/school_18.html' title='school...'/><author><name>Blondie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09477587981969193070</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-3806705430251130151.post-76928923646265166</id><published>2007-11-16T18:17:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-16T18:38:38.198-08:00</updated><title type='text'>stressful week</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;so..this week was kinda stressful, but i kinda expected that because thanksgiving holidays are coming up soon. I had two tests today which were kinda easy, but then again not. I have so much stuff to do still it seems before the thanksgiving holidays, but it really isnt that much. i'm just kinda "ahhhh!" with all the stuff i have to do for school. I'm so glad that it is the weekend and that i can catch up much needed sleep and rest for a couple of days and see if i really do get sick and if i can get over it before thanksgiving. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I'm SO excited that my sister is coming home from college for thanksgiving on tuesday. I have to admit i do miss her. I get to play halo 3 against her again which is totally fun and beat a certain someone(*cough*joseph*cough*). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I totally love the cold weather that has finally come! Its SO wonderful even though my parents are yelling at me for not wearing closed toed shoes everyday and not wearing a heavier jacket which i don't need. I mean, just because they wear a heavier jacket and closed toed shoes does not mean i need to. I'm perfectly fine with a lighter jacket even though its only like 30 something degrees. I mean, I am inside most of the day anyways. Whatever, I know they just are looking out for me and don't want me to get sick. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Anyways, intermin reports are coming out on tuesday and i am pretty happy with my grades right now even though they still need to be brought up which will hopefully be no problem. I'm definitely not slacking as much as i was last nine weeks. That did not turn out too well last nine weeks. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;ugh, i'm tired once again and am so glad that it is the weekend finally. I get to go play tennis tomorrow and hang out with friends which will be cool and hopefully have a good day playing tennis and not suck like i usually do for some odd reason. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;well, i'm going to go bed....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3806705430251130151-76928923646265166?l=blondie4629-blondie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blondie4629-blondie.blogspot.com/feeds/76928923646265166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3806705430251130151&amp;postID=76928923646265166' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3806705430251130151/posts/default/76928923646265166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3806705430251130151/posts/default/76928923646265166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blondie4629-blondie.blogspot.com/2007/11/stressful-week.html' title='stressful week'/><author><name>Blondie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09477587981969193070</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-3806705430251130151.post-2061356746763903483</id><published>2007-11-15T13:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-15T13:23:50.551-08:00</updated><title type='text'>school...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Today was stressful, but thats not new for this week because this whole week has been stressful with teachers trying to cram a bunch of stuff in before intermin reports and thanksgiving holidays. That means lots of homework too which really sucks even more because i am getting sick which is making me tired earlier than i want. I have two tests tomorrow which i really need to study for and i have to do other work in that class besides study which is going to take me awhile. On top of that i have geometry homework like always which i hate. My homework is going to take me awhile so i really hope i can stay up long enough to finish it all tonight. I'm so happy that tomorrow is friday and then there is weekend which we have off and then only two more days of school and then thanksgiving holidays. I can catch up on sleep which i really need to and try my hardest not to get sick by what is going around. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3806705430251130151-2061356746763903483?l=blondie4629-blondie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blondie4629-blondie.blogspot.com/feeds/2061356746763903483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3806705430251130151&amp;postID=2061356746763903483' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3806705430251130151/posts/default/2061356746763903483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3806705430251130151/posts/default/2061356746763903483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blondie4629-blondie.blogspot.com/2007/11/school.html' title='school...'/><author><name>Blondie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09477587981969193070</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>
