<?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-4357374041733070113</id><updated>2011-07-30T15:17:08.729-07:00</updated><title type='text'>reLative inSANITY</title><subtitle type='html'>.and the piano is the melancholy soundtrack to her smile.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apeekintothemindofme.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4357374041733070113/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apeekintothemindofme.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>pookieface :]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09352268573584490048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hexORhQfLIo/S0Xrb--cEwI/AAAAAAAAAIM/NGQCnDF0nSY/S220/peekaboo.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>11</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4357374041733070113.post-6968398011405146061</id><published>2009-09-10T06:39:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-07T18:06:17.304-07:00</updated><title type='text'>School.</title><content type='html'>I started high school. I feel as if part of my heart has been torn out and ripped to shreds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really dislike my algebra 2 teacher because she makes the freaking tests really long and I didnt finish the first quiz (F) and I didnt finish the test either (D-). But hey, improvement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am excited for tonight...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...because I start gymnastics again. I took a month off because i was on vacation for 10 days (we went out west and it was incredible) and school was starting. I havent worn a leo, or done anything gymnastics related (except backyard tumbling and stretching) since the end of July. Im going to chuck a back tuck tonight. Run, tumble, flip, stick!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over the summer i had rather large amounts of free time and i wrote some music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has a piano and vocals. If i could actuall play the guitar it would have that too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;No Escape&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You walk, walk through the hallways,&lt;br /&gt;Searching for his face.&lt;br /&gt;But this isnt the time or place,&lt;br /&gt;For what he wants,&lt;br /&gt;He'll play his games.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You go round like theres nothing wrong,&lt;br /&gt;When really things inside of you,&lt;br /&gt;Are crashing down to,&lt;br /&gt;To the ground.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you say he completes you,&lt;br /&gt;Why do you have these doubts?&lt;br /&gt;If you dont leave him soon,&lt;br /&gt;there will be no way out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No light, no light in the darkness.&lt;br /&gt;Can anyone hear your cry?&lt;br /&gt;They say 'dont let your life pass you by'.&lt;br /&gt;But you cant hear, youre almost lifeless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you say he completes you,&lt;br /&gt;Why do you have these doubts?&lt;br /&gt;If you dont leave him soon,&lt;br /&gt;there will be no way out.&lt;br /&gt;If you say he completes you,&lt;br /&gt;Why do you feel this way?&lt;br /&gt;If you dont leave him soon,&lt;br /&gt;There will be no escape.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No escape,&lt;br /&gt;He'll play his games,&lt;br /&gt;No escape.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like it?! or not...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going to get it recorded, i have 2 options, possibly 3 so far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to take voice lessons so bad. My one goal for this year is to get good enought to make senior choir next year. Ill do it. I really will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;YY &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;pooks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;YY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4357374041733070113-6968398011405146061?l=apeekintothemindofme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apeekintothemindofme.blogspot.com/feeds/6968398011405146061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4357374041733070113&amp;postID=6968398011405146061&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4357374041733070113/posts/default/6968398011405146061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4357374041733070113/posts/default/6968398011405146061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apeekintothemindofme.blogspot.com/2009/09/school.html' title='School.'/><author><name>pookieface :]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09352268573584490048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hexORhQfLIo/S0Xrb--cEwI/AAAAAAAAAIM/NGQCnDF0nSY/S220/peekaboo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4357374041733070113.post-8191649797865948271</id><published>2009-04-10T08:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T08:58:10.625-07:00</updated><title type='text'>im so freaking confused</title><content type='html'>i hate my life. i dont know if i really like him. he cant stop thinking about me. i cant stop thinking about him, but for different reasons. we need to talk it out, but i dont know if i want to. i was so happy, but now i just dont know. i dont think im ready for this. i dont want to have to lie. but hes so sweet. i just dont know. this is worse than joe. and i thought that was bad. i mean, i was happy before him. but am i still happy? or am i worse? im too stressed. im worried about alot of things, and i dont know what to do. this is what ive wanted forever. but im not sure if hes the right one. this sucks.&lt;br /&gt;now im dreading the meet next wednesday. but i love track and i want to do well. But how can i??? my head is about to explode. i want to go run and clear my brain and think, but its raining. at least if i go it will disguise my tears. im scared. i dont want him, but in so many ways, i do. i dont know if im ready.&lt;br /&gt;Is this what i want? or should i wait? Laura and Zach are so happy together, and i want it to be like that for me. They can trust each other with everything. thats what i want. But i dont know if thats what will happen. should i? or shouldnt i? i dont think im ready for this. ill never see him. i dont want to have to go behind anyones back to do this.&lt;br /&gt;im not like that.&lt;br /&gt;this isnt me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4357374041733070113-8191649797865948271?l=apeekintothemindofme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apeekintothemindofme.blogspot.com/feeds/8191649797865948271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4357374041733070113&amp;postID=8191649797865948271&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4357374041733070113/posts/default/8191649797865948271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4357374041733070113/posts/default/8191649797865948271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apeekintothemindofme.blogspot.com/2009/04/im-so-freaking-confused.html' title='im so freaking confused'/><author><name>pookieface :]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09352268573584490048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hexORhQfLIo/S0Xrb--cEwI/AAAAAAAAAIM/NGQCnDF0nSY/S220/peekaboo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4357374041733070113.post-5538211150897092254</id><published>2009-02-28T11:23:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-28T12:05:44.247-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Award time!</title><content type='html'>i've been tagged by &lt;a href="http://roxymotion.blogspot.com/"&gt;Roxy&lt;/a&gt; who also gave me the award below. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307933679098777426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 230px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 184px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hexORhQfLIo/SamRjvoDz1I/AAAAAAAAAGA/gww5YvlzZdA/s320/blogaward.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rules of this blogging award are to:&lt;br /&gt;1. Link the blog who gave you this award.&lt;br /&gt;2. Give the award to seven other bloggers and link them.&lt;br /&gt;3. Tell them that you have given them an award.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So, I am giving this blog award to .....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;1. &lt;a href="http://thereasearch.blogspot.com/"&gt;Neon Duck&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;2. &lt;a href="http://gwensriver.blogspot.com/"&gt;B2the3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;3. &lt;a href="http://karlsotherblog.blogspot.com/"&gt;Karl&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;4. &lt;a href="http://iheartcookiessmiley.blogspot.com/"&gt;Liv&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;5. &lt;a href="http://anotherellie.blogspot.com/"&gt;another.ellie&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;6. &lt;a href="http://listandnotes.blogspot.com/"&gt;dark_athene&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;7.&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/profile/01914701802080998950"&gt; HappyCload&lt;/a&gt;  make your own blog soon!!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;now, time for the 4x4 tag.&lt;br /&gt;Places I go over and over...&lt;br /&gt;1. school.&lt;br /&gt;2.gymnastics&lt;br /&gt;3. facebook&lt;br /&gt;4. my room... or my cave as my little sister calls it. ill go in there, do homework, read, listento music and only come out for meals&lt;br /&gt;People who e-mail me regularly:&lt;br /&gt;1. Kelsey&lt;br /&gt;2. Abby&lt;br /&gt;3. Liz (ma cousine)&lt;br /&gt;4. jenna&lt;br /&gt;Favorite Smells:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;1. cookies in the oven&lt;br /&gt;2. campfires&lt;br /&gt;3. herbal essences shampoo&lt;br /&gt;4. lillies&lt;br /&gt;Places I Would Rather Be:&lt;br /&gt;1. california.&lt;br /&gt;2. hawaii/ fiji&lt;br /&gt;3. colorado&lt;br /&gt;4. in summer at the pool hangin with my peeps&lt;br /&gt;TV Shows I Watch:&lt;br /&gt;1. Drake and josh&lt;br /&gt;2. suite life on deck&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;3.  jon and kate + eight&lt;br /&gt;4. that 70's show&lt;br /&gt;The Fourth Picture From My Folder&lt;br /&gt;Cant do this cuz my internets broken and i am on my dads laptop.... so none of my amazing pictures are on here.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Happy saturday to everyone, while im at it! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4357374041733070113-5538211150897092254?l=apeekintothemindofme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apeekintothemindofme.blogspot.com/feeds/5538211150897092254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4357374041733070113&amp;postID=5538211150897092254&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4357374041733070113/posts/default/5538211150897092254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4357374041733070113/posts/default/5538211150897092254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apeekintothemindofme.blogspot.com/2009/02/award-time.html' title='Award time!'/><author><name>pookieface :]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09352268573584490048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hexORhQfLIo/S0Xrb--cEwI/AAAAAAAAAIM/NGQCnDF0nSY/S220/peekaboo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hexORhQfLIo/SamRjvoDz1I/AAAAAAAAAGA/gww5YvlzZdA/s72-c/blogaward.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4357374041733070113.post-7771991078875516353</id><published>2009-01-26T14:38:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T14:38:55.376-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mood: .....</title><content type='html'>ok, sorry that other post totally just got messed up.... ooops.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4357374041733070113-7771991078875516353?l=apeekintothemindofme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apeekintothemindofme.blogspot.com/feeds/7771991078875516353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4357374041733070113&amp;postID=7771991078875516353&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4357374041733070113/posts/default/7771991078875516353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4357374041733070113/posts/default/7771991078875516353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apeekintothemindofme.blogspot.com/2009/01/mood.html' title='Mood: .....'/><author><name>pookieface :]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09352268573584490048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hexORhQfLIo/S0Xrb--cEwI/AAAAAAAAAIM/NGQCnDF0nSY/S220/peekaboo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4357374041733070113.post-2347488581455523061</id><published>2009-01-26T06:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T14:38:07.754-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mood: I hate science.</title><content type='html'>Ok, so like, our science class is doing this HUUUUUUGE project... we can pick our own topics but theyve got to be like, really good and stuff.... im thinking about doing an experiment that shows what affects relative pitch. Relative pictch is like, when you can hear the difference in notes and stuff. Im thinking that maybe gender affects it because in my choir class all of us girls are really good, and the guys &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;SUCK SOOOOOOO BAD. &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;And i was wondering if age, ethnicity, and musical background affect it. So im like, supposed to be reasearching it, but i dont feel like it. Im at school by the way.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what song i have stuck in my head??? Carry on my wayward son. stupid geometry teachers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what, like, bugs the crap out of me??? Facebook is blocked on the school computers. drats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know what i just figured out??? o wait, never mind. blech.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, in other important news, i think im finally starting to like someone. Last year, i was like, totally in love with Kendal, for almost the entire year, and i got over him then havent liked anyone since. But now im starting to like this guy named Nate whose in my gym class. hes pretty cute, and really strong, and nice, and funny, and has an awesome smile. but he wasnt here today, and i looked good too. ]: but it was so embarrassing because i was at lunch the other day, and he was a couple tables over, and he kept looking at me, and like the clutz i am, i totally spilled my lemonade all over myself. it was horrible. i just about died.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i really should start working now, so im going to say buh byyyye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;Y Y Y Y Y Y Y Y Y Y Y Y Y Y Y Y Y Y Y Y &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4357374041733070113-2347488581455523061?l=apeekintothemindofme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apeekintothemindofme.blogspot.com/feeds/2347488581455523061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4357374041733070113&amp;postID=2347488581455523061&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4357374041733070113/posts/default/2347488581455523061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4357374041733070113/posts/default/2347488581455523061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apeekintothemindofme.blogspot.com/2009/01/mood-i-hate-science.html' title='Mood: I hate science.'/><author><name>pookieface :]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09352268573584490048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hexORhQfLIo/S0Xrb--cEwI/AAAAAAAAAIM/NGQCnDF0nSY/S220/peekaboo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4357374041733070113.post-4526201749842946238</id><published>2008-12-23T17:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T17:21:16.121-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mood: bored and anti-social</title><content type='html'>I'm listening to the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;RadioU&lt;/span&gt; Team Awesome Christmas Eve Eve Show. So &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;that's&lt;/span&gt; a bad sign.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kidding!! well i am listening but its freaking &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;hilarious&lt;/span&gt; and George is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;shveet&lt;/span&gt;. i love his accent! (He's from the UK!!!!!!!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i am &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;sooooooooooooooo&lt;/span&gt; sick of people. Gabby and Laney form my gymnastics team (they're sisters) are ALWAYS arguing, my bro and sis are being &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;frickin&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;irritating&lt;/span&gt;, and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;idk&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; just &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;waaaay&lt;/span&gt; more of a "by myself" person than i used to be. I think an ambulance just drove by my house. Sorry, that was random.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and today i was at my grandparents house and my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;grampa&lt;/span&gt; gave me this &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;spiel&lt;/span&gt; about how textbooks lie and there's all these conspiratorists who are trying to take God completely out of everything which i know, (i mean why the heck are they teaching us that we evolved from like, monkeys and mud and stuff? Even God is a better explanation than that. ) and then was talking about how God blessed America and now we're basically wasting all of it. And, im glad he cares but still, .... and he's giving me his follow up speech later. Joy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a rehersal for the Christmas Eve skit yesterday. Shackle is the Director. I'm Mary, and this cute little kid named Benjamin is Thoedore who is an angle that finds the best halleluya sound, and we have Rosie as our narrator. Its really cute. And i get to wear an awesome blue hodded robe thing and hold a baby wrapped in a tablecloth. It wasnt as bad as i thought it would be, Shackle was my 7th grade L.A. teacher so i thought it would be akward. Shackle was reeeeeeeeeeallly loud, like always.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i still need to do some Christmas shopping, for Laura (U) and my sister. ugh. i've only got 5 bucks too! and my parents said im not getting that awesome purple new video nano that i wanted. =[&lt;br /&gt;so now i have to save up my own money and buy it off eBay. like i did with my current iPod. Its the old normal nano, in green.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway,&lt;br /&gt;Merry Christmas, Happy Hannukah (sp?) watevs. i think im gonna go sleep.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4357374041733070113-4526201749842946238?l=apeekintothemindofme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apeekintothemindofme.blogspot.com/feeds/4526201749842946238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4357374041733070113&amp;postID=4526201749842946238&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4357374041733070113/posts/default/4526201749842946238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4357374041733070113/posts/default/4526201749842946238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apeekintothemindofme.blogspot.com/2008/12/mood-bored-and-anti-social.html' title='Mood: bored and anti-social'/><author><name>pookieface :]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09352268573584490048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hexORhQfLIo/S0Xrb--cEwI/AAAAAAAAAIM/NGQCnDF0nSY/S220/peekaboo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4357374041733070113.post-1106386837638709988</id><published>2008-12-10T12:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T12:27:29.640-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Holiday cheer</title><content type='html'>just watch. I know the beginnings a bit boring, but watch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/oAsfoMJB01U&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/oAsfoMJB01U&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah. fave band evrr.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4357374041733070113-1106386837638709988?l=apeekintothemindofme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apeekintothemindofme.blogspot.com/feeds/1106386837638709988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4357374041733070113&amp;postID=1106386837638709988&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4357374041733070113/posts/default/1106386837638709988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4357374041733070113/posts/default/1106386837638709988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apeekintothemindofme.blogspot.com/2008/12/holiday-cheer.html' title='Holiday cheer'/><author><name>pookieface :]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09352268573584490048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hexORhQfLIo/S0Xrb--cEwI/AAAAAAAAAIM/NGQCnDF0nSY/S220/peekaboo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4357374041733070113.post-2806285223733893728</id><published>2008-12-02T14:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T14:46:57.191-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mood: Lazy, but entertained</title><content type='html'>HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Ok, have any of you guys seen the Mr. Bean movies, or a movie called Johnny English???? Well, you should.&lt;br /&gt;This is the actor who has the main role in both of those movies and this vid is just HILAIRIOUS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;so watch. Thats an order.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/6Sf_pogZ8jE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/6Sf_pogZ8jE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny huh?!?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They dont have very good cat sound effects, but whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooooh! This is the current new saying on Wintallo.com (my cousins friend's site):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Why do people point to their wrists                                                                                                    when asking for the time,                                                                                                                             but don't point to their crotch                                                                                                             when they ask where the bathroom is? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I found that funny also. Hop that spacing didnt come out wrong, because i had to use the space bar. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I had almost no homework tonight, for once, and finished a book that we were only supposed to read to chater 8 or something in, plus i watched hours of t.v and got to skip gymnastics. Which is good and bad. Good because... well i had free time, bad because i love gymnastics and i missed it because im sick. so yeah. Well anyway... have a good night... ok that sounded stupid. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;~~lovies~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4357374041733070113-2806285223733893728?l=apeekintothemindofme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apeekintothemindofme.blogspot.com/feeds/2806285223733893728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4357374041733070113&amp;postID=2806285223733893728&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4357374041733070113/posts/default/2806285223733893728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4357374041733070113/posts/default/2806285223733893728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apeekintothemindofme.blogspot.com/2008/12/mood-lazy-but-entertained.html' title='Mood: Lazy, but entertained'/><author><name>pookieface :]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09352268573584490048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hexORhQfLIo/S0Xrb--cEwI/AAAAAAAAAIM/NGQCnDF0nSY/S220/peekaboo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4357374041733070113.post-1912607494844393846</id><published>2008-11-29T07:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T07:47:20.552-08:00</updated><title type='text'>mood: tired</title><content type='html'>HEY!!! hope you guys had a happy thanksgiving!!! I did! we even made a bonfire.  =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel so stupid. i just now figured out the monkey on Livvys blog. oh jeeze. but it was really fun!!! i kinda want one now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyway. see ya!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4357374041733070113-1912607494844393846?l=apeekintothemindofme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apeekintothemindofme.blogspot.com/feeds/1912607494844393846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4357374041733070113&amp;postID=1912607494844393846&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4357374041733070113/posts/default/1912607494844393846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4357374041733070113/posts/default/1912607494844393846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apeekintothemindofme.blogspot.com/2008/11/mood-tired.html' title='mood: tired'/><author><name>pookieface :]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09352268573584490048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hexORhQfLIo/S0Xrb--cEwI/AAAAAAAAAIM/NGQCnDF0nSY/S220/peekaboo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4357374041733070113.post-574369020224326412</id><published>2008-11-23T18:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T19:08:50.515-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mood: Wonderingful and happy</title><content type='html'>I was laying in bed last night staring at my giant lava lamp, and then I wondered this:&lt;br /&gt;What the heck is a lava lamp made out of anyway???&lt;br /&gt;So I walked over and stared at it for awhile, and I came to the conslusion that it looks like it's made out of wax.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4357374041733070113-574369020224326412?l=apeekintothemindofme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apeekintothemindofme.blogspot.com/feeds/574369020224326412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4357374041733070113&amp;postID=574369020224326412&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4357374041733070113/posts/default/574369020224326412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4357374041733070113/posts/default/574369020224326412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apeekintothemindofme.blogspot.com/2008/11/mood-wonderingful-and-happy.html' title='Mood: Wonderingful and happy'/><author><name>pookieface :]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09352268573584490048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hexORhQfLIo/S0Xrb--cEwI/AAAAAAAAAIM/NGQCnDF0nSY/S220/peekaboo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4357374041733070113.post-1582049369949817110</id><published>2008-11-22T14:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-22T14:10:24.404-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mood: hypocritical</title><content type='html'>I have to say that i am utterly &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;disgusted&lt;/span&gt; with myself. I can never stick to personal commitments, and am to lazy to ever do anything. Like, 2 minutes ago i said to myself that i should go running and got all &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;stretched&lt;/span&gt; and everything, then here i am wasting away in front of a computer after doing nothing but sit and eat all day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the thing is that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; always giving other people advice and stuff, and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;seriously&lt;/span&gt; i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; even listen to my own advice, which is stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4357374041733070113-1582049369949817110?l=apeekintothemindofme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://apeekintothemindofme.blogspot.com/feeds/1582049369949817110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4357374041733070113&amp;postID=1582049369949817110&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4357374041733070113/posts/default/1582049369949817110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4357374041733070113/posts/default/1582049369949817110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://apeekintothemindofme.blogspot.com/2008/11/mood-hypocritical.html' title='Mood: hypocritical'/><author><name>pookieface :]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09352268573584490048</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hexORhQfLIo/S0Xrb--cEwI/AAAAAAAAAIM/NGQCnDF0nSY/S220/peekaboo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry></feed>
