<?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-7283008</id><updated>2011-06-29T03:10:30.144-05:00</updated><title type='text'>&gt;&gt;&gt;stillsideways </title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://still-sideways.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7283008/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://still-sideways.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>chelsea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03475932445943314529</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>18</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7283008.post-110464087329364342</id><published>2005-01-01T22:40:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-01-01T22:41:13.293-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>testing&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7283008-110464087329364342?l=still-sideways.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://still-sideways.blogspot.com/feeds/110464087329364342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7283008&amp;postID=110464087329364342' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7283008/posts/default/110464087329364342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7283008/posts/default/110464087329364342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://still-sideways.blogspot.com/2005/01/testing.html' title=''/><author><name>chelsea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03475932445943314529</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-7283008.post-110455435629709188</id><published>2004-12-31T22:07:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-01-01T15:46:11.896-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>--blogger is evil!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy New Year!! It's two hours away :D&lt;br /&gt;I just got back from watching Meet The Fockers with Brandi.. I don't have anymore plans. Hmm. Oh well, it's better than last year. I was here with my dad, Josh, and Amanda. We were just sitting around, staring at eachother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sort of just made like, a to do list of things that I need to get done this year. I'm not calling them resolutions because we all know how people hardly ever stick with their New Years resolutions. These are things that I really need to get done.&lt;br /&gt;- Get exempt from all second semester exams, making at least A's and B's&lt;br /&gt;- Get a job and start saving up for college (that's scary..)&lt;br /&gt;- Start writing more and do really well in English, so that I impress Mrs. Edmonson, so she'll consider putting me in journalism this year.&lt;br /&gt;- Practice my music so that I make all region tryouts this year. And also spend lots of time with Spencer (my guitar).&lt;br /&gt;- Help someone else.&lt;br /&gt;- Don't be so selfish. I seem to be losing a lot of friends lately and that could definitely be why. Also, think before I speak.&lt;br /&gt;- Stop spending so much time playing The Sims and live my OWN life.&lt;br /&gt;- Accomplish everything on list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did have a lot more to blog about.. oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope everyone has a wonderful 2005. Good luck with your New Years resolutions and anything that may happen this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 &lt;a href="http://www.lost-daydream.com/" target="new"&gt;Daniela&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://piano-rock.net/dekan" target="new"&gt;Susan&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.internetnewsdaily.com/" target="new"&gt;G&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://pictorial.tk/" target="new"&gt;Jusin&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://sugar-baby.blogspot.com/" target="new"&gt;Ying&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.solely-flawless.net/" target="new"&gt;Trackie&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.paperpieces.org/" target="new"&gt;Yimin&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://sarie-xox.cjb.net/" target="new"&gt;Sarie&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.sweet-reveries.net/niccyb" target="new"&gt;Nicole&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7283008-110455435629709188?l=still-sideways.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://still-sideways.blogspot.com/feeds/110455435629709188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7283008&amp;postID=110455435629709188' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7283008/posts/default/110455435629709188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7283008/posts/default/110455435629709188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://still-sideways.blogspot.com/2004/12/blogger-is-evil-happy-new-year-its-two.html' title=''/><author><name>chelsea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03475932445943314529</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-7283008.post-110412442779109868</id><published>2004-12-26T22:17:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-12-27T21:46:53.013-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I hope you all had a good Christmas!&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't sleep on Christmas Eve because I was as excited as an 8 year old &lt;img src="http://www.freewebs.com/loserish123/hyper.GIF" alt="Hyper"&gt; I kept waking up about every half hour and I was really tired in the morning and my dad had to threaten to take my gifts back if I didn't get up. &lt;br /&gt;When I walked into the living room, the most beautiful guitar I've ever seen was leaned up against the wall beside the tree &lt;img src="http://www.freewebs.com/loserish123/faint.GIF" alt="Faint"&gt; it's a solid black Fender and I've decided to name *him* Spencer!! &lt;img src="http://www.freewebs.com/loserish123/veryhappy.GIF" alt="Very Happy"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why I have to name things.. I just do. I have yet to find the perfect name for my saxophone &lt;img src="http://www.freewebs.com/loserish123/saxophone.GIF" alt="Saxy"&gt; lol&lt;br /&gt;I also got The Sims 2, which we have to take back and exchange Wed. because my dad accidentally bought the wrong type for our computer. And I got a music stand and a pile of lip gloss and other stuff..&lt;br /&gt;Then, we went to my grandma's (mom's side) for more. I got some clothes and MORE lip gloss which is totally fine because I am a lip gloss junkie &lt;img src="http://www.freewebs.com/loserish123/cloud9.GIF" target="new" alt="Cloud Nine"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While we were at my grandma's, I had to interview my great great uncle because he's a Korean War Vet. and that's what I'm supposed to do for my history project. I think it turned out really good except we were in the kitchen when I taped the interview and Blake, my 1 year old cousin, was running back and forth behind us, and my grandma was chasing him, yelling "Shit! Shit! Shit!".. I guess I'd better warn my history teacher about that.. &lt;img src="http://www.freewebs.com/loserish123/rotfl.GIF" target="ROFL"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I went to my aunt's for a family thing. My cousins, Becky, Lizzy, and Luke from California, whom I haven't seen in a few years were there because they are visiting for Christms break. It wasn't as awkward as I thought it would be. Lizzy invited me to go to Silver Dollar City, a really cool hick(ish) theme park in Branson, Missouri with them tomorrow &lt;img src="http://www.freewebs.com/loserish123/yes.GIF" target="new"&gt; so, I probably won't be online.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;33 &lt;a href="http://www.me.purrmeow.net/" target="new"&gt;Ambrosia&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.sweet-reveries.net/niccyb/" target="new"&gt;Nicole&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.paperpieces.org/" target="new"&gt;Yimin&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://rainbow-dreams.com/" target="new"&gt;Hollie&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.paperxheart.net/" target="new"&gt;'Sharon&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7283008-110412442779109868?l=still-sideways.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://still-sideways.blogspot.com/feeds/110412442779109868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7283008&amp;postID=110412442779109868' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7283008/posts/default/110412442779109868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7283008/posts/default/110412442779109868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://still-sideways.blogspot.com/2004/12/i-hope-you-all-had-good-christmas-i.html' title=''/><author><name>chelsea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03475932445943314529</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>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7283008.post-110392815698999958</id><published>2004-12-24T16:22:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-12-24T16:42:36.990-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So tired.. I went to my grandparent's for lunch and presents. We had turkey.. damn tryptophan *yawns* It's awesome how when you yawn, it makes other people want to yawn. In Word Processing, when Veronica and I are bored, we usually just sit there and yawn at eachother. It's the same if you lick your lips. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I don't really have anything to blog about right now. I just got on to wish everyone a Merry Christmas because I may or may not be online tomorrow :p So, &lt;b&gt;&lt;FONT SIZE="4"&gt; MERRY CHRISTMAS!!!&lt;/B&gt;&lt;/FONT SIZE="4"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to go to my other grandma's now :o)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks &lt;33 &lt;a href="http://www.sweet-reveries.net/niccyb/" target="new"&gt;Nicole&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.paperpieces.org/" target="new"&gt;Yimin&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://sugar-baby.blogspot.com/" target="new"&gt;Ying&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://kate.liquid-crystals.net/" target="new"&gt; Kate&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7283008-110392815698999958?l=still-sideways.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://still-sideways.blogspot.com/feeds/110392815698999958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7283008&amp;postID=110392815698999958' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7283008/posts/default/110392815698999958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7283008/posts/default/110392815698999958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://still-sideways.blogspot.com/2004/12/so-tired.html' title=''/><author><name>chelsea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03475932445943314529</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-7283008.post-110376902356737676</id><published>2004-12-22T20:01:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-12-22T22:48:41.886-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Visit &lt;a href="http://www.sugar-baby.blogspot.com" target="new"&gt; Ying &lt;/a&gt; because she ROCKS &lt;img src="http://www.freewebs.com/loserish123/headbanger.GIF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess my Christmas layout is kinda late seeing as there is only THREE DAYS until Christmas! I love it because A Christmas Story is my faaavorite Christmas movie. It's kinda plain though. Oh well. I got sick of orange &lt;img src="http://www.freewebs.com/loserish123/expressionless.GIF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning was VERY interesting. I went to Flippin, a town that's about 30 minutes away, with my parents to go Christmas shopping. It started snowing a little bit and it was no big thing, so we stopped to eat and when we got out, it was a freakin blizzard! The drive home was awful &lt;img src="http://www.freewebs.com/loserish123/yuck.GIF"&gt; I was sitting in the back seat looking out the window at cars and semi trucks running off into the ditch. There was a semi in front of us that kept sliding all over the place, but he did good and he managed. Luckily, we made it home alive. &lt;br /&gt;I will NEVER drive in snow unless it is 100% necessary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few of my cousins from California that I haven't seen in a few years are coming here for Christmas. According to my aunt, when they lived here (which was about 5 or 6 years ago) my cousins and I used to play together all the time and she can't wait until I see them again. I'm just like, "Uh huh.. how come I don't remember this?" It's sad when you don't remember people that you used to be so close to. Then, when you finally see them again, you don't have anything to talk about because you don't feel comfortable around them until they are just about to go back home.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7283008-110376902356737676?l=still-sideways.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://still-sideways.blogspot.com/feeds/110376902356737676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7283008&amp;postID=110376902356737676' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7283008/posts/default/110376902356737676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7283008/posts/default/110376902356737676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://still-sideways.blogspot.com/2004/12/visit-ying-because-she-rocks-i-guess.html' title=''/><author><name>chelsea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03475932445943314529</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-7283008.post-110365787424151631</id><published>2004-12-21T13:21:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-12-21T13:50:44.443-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Trackie, click &lt;a href="http://www.freewebs.com/stillsideways/trackiegift.html" target="new"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; for the screenshot :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOUR MORE DAYS :D *dances*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks so much &lt;a href="http://www.paperpieces.org" target="new"&gt;Yimin&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.sweet-reveries.com/niccyb"&gt;Nicole&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://chocolate-mango.net" target="new"&gt;Kristyn&lt;/a&gt; for the prettyful gifts!! &lt;3 &lt;3 &lt;3&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.freewebs.com/rocciasopra/xmasfromyimin.JPG" alt="&lt;33 Yimin"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.freewebs.com/rocciasopra/xmasfromkristyn.png" alt="&lt;33 Kristyn"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.freewebs.com/rocciasopra/xmasfromnicole.JPG" alt="&lt;33 Nicole"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was sort of interesting..&lt;br /&gt;I spent first hour in the band room with Brandi. We just watch some drummers and trumpets play Xbox for a little while and then we got bored and left the band room and started running around the campus until we got in trouble by the secretary and we were sent back to the band room :( Then, I spent second hour in the computer lab with Kayla, Justin, and Rachel.. third hour I was in the library with Kayla and then last hour I was in the home ec. room. Kayla, Krestin, Rachel, Jennifer, and Toby, a new guy that moved here from the UK, and I played Uno all hour. For some reason, Krestin was humming "I Will Survive" by Gloria Gaynor. It got stuck in my head and I started singing it and then our whole table started singing INCLUDING Toby, who, by the way, knew EVERY word to it. I thought it was soo funny because I've never heard a guy sing that whole song. When we finished, the rest of the people in the room applauded which was kinda cool, lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again, FOUR MORE DAYS!!!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 &lt;a href="http://www.sugar-baby.blogspot.com" target="new"&gt;Ying&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.paperpieces.org/" target="new"&gt;Yimin&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://chocolate-mango.net" target="new"&gt;Kristyn&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7283008-110365787424151631?l=still-sideways.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://still-sideways.blogspot.com/feeds/110365787424151631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7283008&amp;postID=110365787424151631' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7283008/posts/default/110365787424151631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7283008/posts/default/110365787424151631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://still-sideways.blogspot.com/2004/12/trackie-click-here-for-screenshot-p.html' title=''/><author><name>chelsea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03475932445943314529</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-7283008.post-110350161402308984</id><published>2004-12-19T17:30:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-12-21T13:20:48.760-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I went to Pizza Hut last night for Angelea's birthday. It was fun!&lt;br /&gt;Daniel got a bunch of bouncy balls from the machines and he started passing them out to people in the restaurant. It was hilarious, Daniels crazy :p&lt;br /&gt;Umm Natasha and I decided that we would go to school tomorrow even though we are both exempt from semester tests and we don't need to go. We're going to hang out in the band room all day.&lt;br /&gt;My mom called me and told me what she got me for Christmas. She got me my own digital camera, but it won't be in until the 29th :D I'm still REALLY hoping for a guitar that I found in Ashley's Music a while back. It was so pretty! It was purple from if you looked at it from one angle and from another angle, it looked brown. I forget what you call that. I don't really know how to play guitar very well, but if I get it, I want to take lessons. My dad plays a little bit and he believes that he could teach me, but I think he just makes up names for the chords like Phoebe does from Friends. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phoebe: Okay, lesson one: chords. Now, I don't know the actual names of the chords, umm, but I... I made up names for the way my hand looks while I'm doing them. So then, this is, "Bear Claw." Okay, umm, "Turkey Leg" and... "Old Lady."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't really have much else to say..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 &lt;a href="http://www.solely-flawless.net" target="new"&gt;Trackie&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.sugar-baby.blogspot.com" target="new"&gt;Ying&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.sweet-reveries.net/niccyb" target="new"&gt;Nicole&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7283008-110350161402308984?l=still-sideways.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://still-sideways.blogspot.com/feeds/110350161402308984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7283008&amp;postID=110350161402308984' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7283008/posts/default/110350161402308984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7283008/posts/default/110350161402308984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://still-sideways.blogspot.com/2004/12/i-went-to-pizza-hut-last-night-for.html' title=''/><author><name>chelsea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03475932445943314529</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-7283008.post-110334352909237349</id><published>2004-12-17T21:46:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-12-17T22:18:49.093-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm sitting in the dark.. typing in the dark sucks if you are bad at typing. I wish the numbers on the keyboard would glow in the dark because I kind of slacked off in my keyboarding class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm exempt from ALL semester tests which means I didn't have to got to school today and I've got Christmas break until Jan 7th, I think. &lt;br /&gt;I have to interview a war veteran and tape it for my history project that is due the day we get back from. Stupid.. why do we have homework over Christmas break? We already had to do the war veteran thing in 7th grade. It was kind of sweet. I interviewed my mom's friend's brother who served in Vietnam. It would be weird if I asked him if I could interview him again, so I need to find someone else. Oh, and we also don't have a video camera!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad is mean.. he woke me up this morning by leading Maggie, our 90-something pound Golden Retriever, into my room and she jumped onto my bed, crushing my upper body. NOT a fun thing to wake up too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Krestin is awesome. We were on YIM for like 2 hours drawing pictures with the Doodle IMVironment :p Then, we got on a yahoo chat room, something that I HATE doing because of the idiots that are usually on them. Some guy invited me to view his webcam and I had no intention of accepting it, but I hit something and his webcam popped up and it showed him and his little friend having a great time! EW! People are SO stupid!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going SHOPPING tomorrow! :D :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 &lt;a href="http://www.sugarbaby.blogspot.com" target="new"&gt;Ying&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.sugarbaby.blogspot.com" target="new"&gt;Ying&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.paperpieces.org/" target="new"&gt;Yimin&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://starless-sky.com/raisa/" target="new"&gt;Raisa&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.sweet-reveries.net/niccyb" target="new"&gt;Nicole&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.solely-flawless.net/"&gt;Trackie&lt;/a&gt;-Trackie, if your reading, I can't comment on your blog because your layouts all weird on my computer and I can't get to it :/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7283008-110334352909237349?l=still-sideways.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://still-sideways.blogspot.com/feeds/110334352909237349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7283008&amp;postID=110334352909237349' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7283008/posts/default/110334352909237349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7283008/posts/default/110334352909237349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://still-sideways.blogspot.com/2004/12/im-sitting-in-dark.html' title=''/><author><name>chelsea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03475932445943314529</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-7283008.post-110325199973654330</id><published>2004-12-16T20:51:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-12-16T20:53:19.736-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>YAY! &lt;a href="http://www.freewebs.com/foto236" target="new"&gt;PICTURES&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7283008-110325199973654330?l=still-sideways.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://still-sideways.blogspot.com/feeds/110325199973654330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7283008&amp;postID=110325199973654330' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7283008/posts/default/110325199973654330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7283008/posts/default/110325199973654330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://still-sideways.blogspot.com/2004/12/yay-pictures.html' title=''/><author><name>chelsea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03475932445943314529</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-7283008.post-110306291040851014</id><published>2004-12-14T16:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-12-14T16:22:20.260-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>1.&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; So, are you mostly cheerful or sour when the Christmas celebrations start?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Most cheerful when opening presents and eating..&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Anything you want for Christmas that you would die for?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; What would be the point?! If I was dead, I couldn't have the gift anyway.&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Do you mostly go with family or go with friends on Christmas?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Family&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Do you have any favorite Christmas meal that you eat almost every single Christmas?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Well, this isnt really a tradition, it's just kind of a coincidence that my family usually eats Mexican food on Christmas Eve. Feliz Navidad.&lt;br /&gt;5. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Put quite frankly, do you like Christmas at all? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;img src="http://www.freewebs.com/loserish123/yes.GIF" alt="yes"&gt; Stupid question..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lindsay Lohan bugs the hell out of me. She can't sing and her boobs practically hang out of her shirt in that video.. she needs to stick with acting. Any actor/singer that decides that they are perfect enough to do both bothers me. Who is really that talented? There are a &lt;em&gt;few&lt;/em&gt; people that are good in anything they do, but honestly.. BLECH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to move my blog when I have time to make a layout over Christmas break. I'll let you know where.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 &lt;a href="http://www.sugar-baby.blogspot.com" target="new"&gt;Ying&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.joanieann.shadowswake.com" target="new"&gt;Joanie-Ann&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7283008-110306291040851014?l=still-sideways.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://still-sideways.blogspot.com/feeds/110306291040851014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7283008&amp;postID=110306291040851014' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7283008/posts/default/110306291040851014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7283008/posts/default/110306291040851014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://still-sideways.blogspot.com/2004/12/1.html' title=''/><author><name>chelsea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03475932445943314529</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-7283008.post-110299430246578999</id><published>2004-12-13T20:40:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-12-13T21:18:22.466-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I can't really see the meteor shower right now. I'll go back outside later. It's fricking cold out there. &lt;br /&gt;Hehe Krestin is awesome. We're having a snowball fight on Yahoo with the Snowflakes IMVironment. &lt;br /&gt;I haven't finished The Count of Monte Cristo which is supposed to be done tomorrow. Thank god for &lt;a href="http://www.cliffsnotes.com/" target="new"&gt;CliffsNotes&lt;/a&gt; :) It's actually a really good book, I just haven't any time at all to read it.&lt;br /&gt;Umm Brandi took the driving part of her test and she failed it so she's going back tomorrow to take it again so she can get her license.&lt;br /&gt;The basketball game Friday was kind of fun. I didn't really watch it. I just sat around with Krestin, Trevor, Cody, and Chris and talked. Chris got some of his All Region tryout music out and it looked like an optical illusion or something. Sixteenth notes from top to bottom. I could probably play it if I put a rest between every note :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna go watch the meteor shower now. This post is actually pointless. I was just sick of seeing the other one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;33 &lt;a href="http://www.solely-flawless.net/" target="new"&gt;Trackie&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.paperpieces.org/" target="new"&gt;Yimin&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://sugar-baby.blogspot.com" target="new"&gt;Ying&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7283008-110299430246578999?l=still-sideways.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://still-sideways.blogspot.com/feeds/110299430246578999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7283008&amp;postID=110299430246578999' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7283008/posts/default/110299430246578999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7283008/posts/default/110299430246578999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://still-sideways.blogspot.com/2004/12/i-cant-really-see-meteor-shower-right.html' title=''/><author><name>chelsea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03475932445943314529</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-7283008.post-110264872436614649</id><published>2004-12-09T20:21:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-12-09T21:56:26.813-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.paperpieces.org/" target="new"&gt;Yimin's site is open&lt;/a&gt;!!! Go visit &lt;a href="http://www.paperpieces.org/" target="new"&gt;her&lt;/a&gt;!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait for break! There's only about a 1 1/2 weeks left until we get out for two whole weeks.. So far, I only have to take the Algebra semester test. I've managed to raise my Science grade to a B *dances* but then I have also  managed to lower my Algebra grade to a D :( I probably won't blog a lot until break because of exams :o( &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The parade went okay.. we got first place. Which is.. nice considering we were the ONLY MARCHING BAND. Everyone else was doing All Region tryouts.. there were a few really small bands on floats. Weaklings.&lt;br /&gt;The concert was Monday night. The JR High band sounds pretty good this year. In the second song we played, my reed messed up and I squeaked a little bit and Amanda N was beside me and she started laughing because it was a really funny sounding squeak or possibly because she heard me curse during a rest and somehow her french horn squeaked. I don't think anyone besides the people around us really heard it. Squeaking sucks.&lt;br /&gt;We have to play at a game tomorrow night.. I don't wanna go. I wanna stay home and sleeeep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to take my digital camera to school next week before break.. people that won't let you take their pictures are annoying "Oh, no! Don't take my picture! I look like crap!" umm that's how you always look.. Most people think that they are so ugly in pictures because of course they notice every single flaw about themselves. Everyone notices their own flaws and other people don't notice. When they look at the picture, they just see you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't guess it was very smart to take NyQuil before doing my homework..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks&lt;33 &lt;a href="http://www.sugar-baby.blogspot.com" target="new"&gt;Ying&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.piano-rock.net/dekan" target="new"&gt;Su&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.solely-flawless.net" target="new"&gt;Trackie&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.sweet-reveries.net/niccyb" target="new"&gt;Nicole&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.paperpieces.org/" target="new"&gt;Yimin&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7283008-110264872436614649?l=still-sideways.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://still-sideways.blogspot.com/feeds/110264872436614649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7283008&amp;postID=110264872436614649' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7283008/posts/default/110264872436614649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7283008/posts/default/110264872436614649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://still-sideways.blogspot.com/2004/12/yimins-site-is-open-go-visit-her-d-i.html' title=''/><author><name>chelsea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03475932445943314529</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-7283008.post-110219504752283941</id><published>2004-12-04T14:59:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-12-04T15:19:07.830-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I have to be at school in one hour.. the bus leaves at 4:30 for the Christmas parade. I'm just killing time &lt;img src="http://www.freewebs.com/loserish123/sigh.GIF" alt="sigh"&gt; Harrison won't be in the parade this year &lt;img src="http://www.freewebs.com/loserish123/point.GIF"&gt; because they are hosting junior high all region tryouts, so we are taking their spot and we are going to be the first band.. hopefully everyone has the song memorized &lt;img src="http://www.freewebs.com/loserish123/crossfingers.GIF" alt="crossfingers"&gt; I had to trade spots with Krestin. So now, when we stop on the square to perform, I'm going to be right in front of the tv cameras.. eeeek! &lt;img src="http://www.freewebs.com/loserish123/scared.GIF" alt="scared"&gt; I'm afraid to put my uniform back on because earlier when I had it on, I found a spider crawling up my arm &lt;img src="http://www.freewebs.com/loserish123/faint.GIF" alt="faint"&gt; the hats are sexy though. Hahahaha. My hat smells bad because Amanda put it on and she just got her hair permed &lt;img src="http://www.freewebs.com/loserish123/yuck.GIF" alt="yuck"&gt; It's not supposed to be very cold tonight. THANK YOU, JESUS!! &lt;img src="http://www.freewebs.com/loserish123/cloud9.GIF" alt="cloud 9"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you &lt;a href="http://sugar-baby.blogspot.com" target="new"&gt;Ying&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.sweet-reveries.net/niccyb" target="new"&gt;Nicole&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.paperpieces.org" target="new"&gt;Yimin&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img src="http://www.freewebs.com/loserish123/grouphug.GIF" alt="grouphug"&gt; I'm okay now &lt;img src="http://www.freewebs.com/loserish123/hyper.GIF" alt="hyper"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will try to blog later tonight if I don't go to Amanda's after the parade.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7283008-110219504752283941?l=still-sideways.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://still-sideways.blogspot.com/feeds/110219504752283941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7283008&amp;postID=110219504752283941' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7283008/posts/default/110219504752283941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7283008/posts/default/110219504752283941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://still-sideways.blogspot.com/2004/12/i-have-to-be-at-school-in-one-hour.html' title=''/><author><name>chelsea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03475932445943314529</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-7283008.post-110196069160165720</id><published>2004-12-01T21:05:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-12-01T22:11:31.600-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just when you believe that everything is going to be fine, something bad happens. The world is cruel that way.&lt;br /&gt;My great uncle died in a nursing home Tuesday. He had Cancer. He was really nice and sweet, I didn't know him that well, but I always liked him. In the cafeteria today, it just kind of hit me and I started crying and I scared everyone at my table because I was making choking noises when I tried to catch my breath and everyone got really quiet until Rachel yelled, "does anyone know The Heimlich?!" and let my tell you, it's nice to know that I have friends that would just sit there and watch as, for all they know, their friend is choking.. I'm kidding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's disrespectful to ramble on about something else after you've just learned that someone died, it seems like it would be kind of like saying, "oh, hey my grandpa died, oh and I got a new sweater!" I need to get my mind somewhere else though. That's probably why no one can tell when I'm upset. I never noticed that I try to hide it, but I guess I do. I just make jokes and try to change the subject, even when I really want to talk to someone about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I may not blog for a while after today. Friday is the funeral, Saturday I have to go to a family get together type thingy-dinner and I also have to march at the Christmas parade with a bunch of people that are to lazy to memorize their music. You should have heard us at practice, the first time we played it by memory. Less than half of the band knew the song and it's so easy! Monday is the Christmas concert, and there's two games next week I think.. I don't know, I'll probably pop up.. if not, you can talk to me on msn: chelsea_236@hotmail.com or yahoo: chelsea_236 &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7283008-110196069160165720?l=still-sideways.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://still-sideways.blogspot.com/feeds/110196069160165720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7283008&amp;postID=110196069160165720' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7283008/posts/default/110196069160165720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7283008/posts/default/110196069160165720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://still-sideways.blogspot.com/2004/12/just-when-you-believe-that-everything.html' title=''/><author><name>chelsea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03475932445943314529</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-7283008.post-110178717578209388</id><published>2004-11-29T21:35:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-11-29T21:59:35.783-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I had to download Hey Ya by Outkast because Veronica got it stuck in my head during Word Processing. Mrs. Moore was listening to classical music and the beginning of the song had a piano part that sounded a lot like the beginnig of Caroline by Outkast.. not like you care, but it's interesting how one thing leads to something completely random.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It sucks how people get mad at me when I don't even do anything. I'll be standing at my locker and one of my friends will walk up to me and say "hi" and I'll say "Oh, hi" and then continue cleaning out my locker or whatever and then the person will get mad because I'm "ignoring" them. People need to grow up and realize that life doesn't revolve around them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last year, I guess I was a bit of a follower, but this year I find myself doing most things alone. I have even studied at lunch a few times..lol. I sit with a table full of my "friends" that I don't even talk to very much and they don't even bother talking to me anymore unless they want to talk about their new shoes or ask me for the answers to the history questions. The only people that I usually talk to at lunch are Trussie and Veronica. Before I started not caring about a lot of superficial things, I was everybody's best friend. Now, I'm just kind of a.. leftover?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..and I hate how my thoughts are so scattered, I don't seem to know how to organize them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 &lt;a href="http://www.sweet-reveries.net/niccyb" target="new"&gt;Nicole&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.sugar-baby.com/" target="new"&gt;Ying&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7283008-110178717578209388?l=still-sideways.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://still-sideways.blogspot.com/feeds/110178717578209388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7283008&amp;postID=110178717578209388' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7283008/posts/default/110178717578209388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7283008/posts/default/110178717578209388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://still-sideways.blogspot.com/2004/11/i-had-to-download-hey-ya-by-outkast.html' title=''/><author><name>chelsea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03475932445943314529</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-7283008.post-110169979490849576</id><published>2004-11-28T20:30:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-11-28T21:51:16.126-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>just playing with the camera. click for larger image..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.freewebs.com/rocciasopra/lele.jpg" target="new"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.freewebs.com/rocciasopra/lelele.JPG" alt="Guess Who.." border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.freewebs.com/rocciasopra/lala.jpg" target="new"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.freewebs.com/rocciasopra/lalala.JPG" alt="Sexy..not really" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so ashamed of myself.. I've had all day to finish reading The Count of &lt;br /&gt;Monte Cristo..but I didn't :( &lt;br /&gt;Oh well. I'll ask Natasha what happened :o)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've decided that for the rest of the year, because of Christmas and New Years, I'm going to eat whatever I want and then, in January, I'm going to start trying to lose weight. Um..heh I'll let you know how that works out :p&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and I won't go all crazy and try to be bulimic like Kayla..she is already skinny, she's 114 lbs and she started freaking out because she's over 105. She makes me siiiick. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Earlier, I went to Country Mart, a grocery/everything else store in town, with my mom (typical Sunday) and I had to get some *ahem* feminine products. Well, it was just my luck that Zach, a trumpet player in band and a junior, was bagging our groceries and picked up the *ahem* feminine products. He gave me a funny look and then sort of chuckled. I hate when stuff like that happens...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to go see what I can get read from The Count of Monte Cristo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks &lt;3 &lt;a href="http://www.solely-flawless.net/" target="new"&gt;Trackie&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.me.purrmeow.net/" target="new"&gt;Ambrosia&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.sugar-baby.blogspot.com" target="new"&gt;Ying&lt;/a&gt; :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7283008-110169979490849576?l=still-sideways.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://still-sideways.blogspot.com/feeds/110169979490849576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7283008&amp;postID=110169979490849576' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7283008/posts/default/110169979490849576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7283008/posts/default/110169979490849576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://still-sideways.blogspot.com/2004/11/just-playing-with-camera.html' title=''/><author><name>chelsea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03475932445943314529</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-7283008.post-110162443261893175</id><published>2004-11-27T23:10:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-11-28T00:47:12.620-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm sorry that I haven't blogged in one week.  A lot of stuff has happened. First of all, I think that one of my teachers found my blog on google..yikes. So, I deleted all of the archives and hopefully that will prevent a few more people from finding it. Now I know that I shouldn't type people's real names on here.. people get bored and 'google' themselves. Blah. Google is evil. &lt;br /&gt;I may have to move this blog sometime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, next, I've had fights with two of my friends this week. &lt;br /&gt;Okay well, one of my fights was complicated and the other was a misunderstanding that resulted, possibly, in the destruction of a friendship all because of my stupidity.&lt;br /&gt;There was this thing that I was upset about earlier. It was that I have always tried to be there for everyone, but no one seems to appreciate that. I mean, no one ever asks me how I'm feeling.. Kayla told me once that I'm opaque and that I can see through everyone else, but it's really hard for people to tell when I'm upset. I always kinda figured that if someone really was my friend, they would be able to figure out when I am upset. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something else. My cousin, Josh, has been getting into trouble at the school that he goes to now and his mom can't control him and he has no dad. Just about the only person that he listens to is my dad. So, my parents and his mom have been talking about my parents taking custody of Josh. I guess I'm greedy, but I don't really want them to do that. Imagine being an only child your whole life, and then someone else moves in and everything changes. I know it would be a lot better for Josh, but oh my god, it'll take me forever to adjust! Mmk. Going to stop being selfish now, but we really do need a bigger house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whole week wasn't bad though, except for the fact that I don't know how much weight I've gained because of Thanksgiving. My mom threw the scale out, for that reason. Now we've got this broken scale that tells you a different weight everytime you step on it. I kinda like it, though because it usually tells me that I'm between 20 and 90 lbs. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;On Thanksgiving, I went to my Grandma N's at about 10:00 a.m. which is usually about the time that I wake up, but she had lunch ready by then. I enjoyed lunch untill Amanda pointed out that I had eaten the liver out of the dressing. Eeeew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amanda got to come with us to my aunt and and uncles' resteraunt where the other half of my family was celebrating. We bought a few games of pool and she won them all because I suck. &lt;br /&gt;Can you get high off of sniffing cheese cake? They had some really nice smelling cheese cake..*drools* sorry..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It sucks that tomorrow is Sunday, the last day of break and I will be using it to memorize Frosty the F***ing Snowman, read the rest of The Count of Monte Cristo for english, do laundry, and pray for a miracle that by some chance, I could lose all of my extra Thanksgiving pounds by Monday. Come to think of it, that is slightly more interesting than my usual Sundays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Usual Sunday To Do List&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-wake up late&lt;br /&gt;-feel bad about waking up late and missing church&lt;br /&gt;-eat breakfast&lt;br /&gt;-watch tv &lt;br /&gt;-play The Sims &lt;br /&gt;-maybe go to the grocery store with my mom&lt;br /&gt;-go home&lt;br /&gt;-play The Sims&lt;br /&gt;-watch tv&lt;br /&gt;-take a nap&lt;br /&gt;-feel bad about missing evening church services&lt;br /&gt;-eat dinner&lt;br /&gt;-watch tv&lt;br /&gt;-go to bed&lt;br /&gt;-wake up 30 minutes later, realizing that I still have homework&lt;br /&gt;-do leftover homework&lt;br /&gt;-go back to bed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My leg hurts because at the basketball game Tuesday, Trussie was trying to prove that my balance sucks and she gave me a little push and I stumbled and fell down the stairs :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for the comments :D &lt;33&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sugar-baby.blogspot.com/" target="new"&gt;Ying&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://convoluted.inherownwrite.net/" target="new"&gt;Dionne&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.sweet-reveries.net/niccyb/" target="new"&gt;Nicole&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.solely-flawless.net/"&gt;Trackie&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://piano-rock.net/dekan" target="new"&gt;Su&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://chocolate-mango.net/" target="new"&gt;Kristyn&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7283008-110162443261893175?l=still-sideways.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://still-sideways.blogspot.com/feeds/110162443261893175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7283008&amp;postID=110162443261893175' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7283008/posts/default/110162443261893175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7283008/posts/default/110162443261893175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://still-sideways.blogspot.com/2004/11/im-sorry-that-i-havent-blogged-in-one.html' title=''/><author><name>chelsea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03475932445943314529</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-7283008.post-110101907235050146</id><published>2004-11-20T23:24:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-11-21T11:32:37.470-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay, I didn't go to the paintball place with Rachel. Instead, my dad was all "Let's have family night!" which was interesting because we went to the movies and ended up seeing SEPARATE movies &lt;img src="http://www.freewebs.com/loserish123/confused.GIF" alt="confused"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;My parents saw National Treasure, while I saw The Grudge.. BY MYSELF! It was soo scary. There were only a few other people in there and I had the whole back row to myself. &lt;br /&gt;I feel really bad about spilling my popcorn on the couple in front of me when I jumped at the scary parts &lt;img src="http://www.freewebs.com/loserish123/sorry.GIF" alt="sorry"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was wearing my coat because it was really cold tonight and I had my hood over my face and it was zipped up all the way, so I was like a turtle. Sticking my head out of my coat when it was safe.. hehe. &lt;img src="http://www.freewebs.com/loserish123/point.GIF" alt="point and laugh"&gt; &lt;img src="http://www.freewebs.com/loserish123/turtle.GIF" alt="turtle"&gt; (looks like smiley is pointing at turtle's butt)&lt;br /&gt;When the movie was over, I had to sit in the lobby under a giant Spongebob movie poster and wait another 30 minutes for my parents' movie to let out. While I was sitting there, I got out my cell phone and played backgammon, even though I don't really know how to play that game &lt;img src="http://www.freewebs.com/loserish123/weeping.GIF" alt="weep"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, Kirstie, one of my friends from camp that I haven't seen since summer, comes up behind me and taps me on the shoulder which makes me go "Eeeek!" and causes startled people in lobby to stare &lt;img src="http://www.freewebs.com/loserish123/blush.GIF" alt="blush"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was really nice to see her. We talked for a little bit and then evil Harrison people snatched her away &lt;img src="http://www.freewebs.com/loserish123/sigh.GIF" alt="sigh"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the movies, we went to Wal Mart &lt;img src="http://www.freewebs.com/loserish123/headbanger.GIF" alt="headbanger"&gt; where I saw just about everyone that I know.. except for Brandi, but she kept calling my cell phone, so she was kinda spiritually there.. um .. in a way. I was walking around with my hair covering my cell phone, so people thought I was talking to myself &lt;img src="http://www.freewebs.com/loserish123/wave.GIF"&gt; I know I freaked out this one lady when I started yelling "No! I will not go out with you!" to Brandi's brother, who kept trying to steal the phone from her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna go to bed soon. I'm sleepy because I went with Brandi to clean another one of her mom's houses before they rented it out. We only got $25 each.. not really fair because there was something in the sink that was alive and we had to kill it &lt;img src="http://www.freewebs.com/loserish123/scared.GIF" alt="scared"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While we were sitting outside waiting for her stepdad to pick us up, Brandi and I made whistling noises (as neither one of us actually knows how to whistle) at these two veeeeery cute guys across the street. &lt;br /&gt;Me? Immature? Bwahaha. &lt;img src="http://www.freewebs.com/loserish123/veryhappy.GIF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We didn't really expect them to do anything, but they looked over at us and one of them yelled, "Oh my lord! You girls are beautiful!" Umm and then we ran back inside, but I left my jacket outside, so I went back to get it and my phone rang (it was Colleen) and when I hung up with her, the other guy goes "Wait! What's your number?!" and started waving his cell phone around. Haha..I didn't give it to him because they could've just walked across the street to talk to us &lt;img src="http://www.freewebs.com/loserish123/sarcastic.GIF" alt="rolly eyes"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, yeah. By the way, they are making a 2005 version of &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0367594/" target="new"&gt;Charlie and the Chocolate Factory&lt;/a&gt;. Guess who's playing Willy Wonka...&lt;br /&gt;*ahem* Johnny Depp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.freewebs.com/loserish123/grouphug.GIF" alt="group hug"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.sugar-baby.blogspot.com" target="new"&gt;Ying&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.sweet-reveries.net/niccyb/" target="new"&gt;Nicole&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.me.purrmeow.net/" target="new"&gt;Ambrosia&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7283008-110101907235050146?l=still-sideways.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://still-sideways.blogspot.com/feeds/110101907235050146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7283008&amp;postID=110101907235050146' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7283008/posts/default/110101907235050146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7283008/posts/default/110101907235050146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://still-sideways.blogspot.com/2004/11/okay-i-didnt-go-to-paintball-place.html' title=''/><author><name>chelsea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03475932445943314529</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>
