<?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-5916735</id><updated>2011-04-21T16:21:43.365-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Little Corner of Nothingness</title><subtitle type='html'>Randomness abounds...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://f11corner.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5916735/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://f11corner.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Lex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10281470470720941666</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>43</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5916735.post-107110724024254688</id><published>2003-12-10T17:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-10T17:47:32.226-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today has been interesting. I got a new flute thats shiny. I was 5th chair today cause Megans sick or sumtin. So Heather and I were crackin up most of the bell. Yeah, itll be great when I beat Monica for 3rd chair. Well, the update is short today because I am not currently capable of thinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;presents&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5916735-107110724024254688?l=f11corner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5916735/posts/default/107110724024254688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5916735/posts/default/107110724024254688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://f11corner.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107110724024254688' title=''/><author><name>Lex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10281470470720941666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5916735.post-107091965891643205</id><published>2003-12-08T13:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-08T13:41:10.580-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ok, umm guess what?? I got a part in Our Town and Im a guy. *hint* I play baseball. Yes, Im a baseball player!! And I told Monica I was gonna challenge her and so that went better than expected cause she didnt get violent or stab me with a plastic  butter knife. So snaps for that! I was so slap-happy in band today, and I needed a ping-pong paddle to wave in my face at that time. I couldnt stop laughing. Everybody was starin at me and stuff and I felt grossly inadequate. Well, heres my new feature. An every-once-in-a-while list of snaps for the day. Break out your snap cups! Here we go. Snaps for today go out to:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;leapord print seat covers&lt;br /&gt;Our Town&lt;br /&gt;Katherine for not missing ski club for some silly old play&lt;br /&gt;Laura C. for readin twice with me&lt;br /&gt;Andy hopefully keepin his mouth shut tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;word of the day:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;stalker&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5916735-107091965891643205?l=f11corner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5916735/posts/default/107091965891643205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5916735/posts/default/107091965891643205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://f11corner.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107091965891643205' title=''/><author><name>Lex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10281470470720941666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5916735.post-107059153406434262</id><published>2003-12-04T18:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-04T18:32:24.716-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well, I still cant figure out how to fix my guitar. IT wont play past the 12th fret cause the strings hit the pickups. Ive adjusted the bridge and neck and nothings workin. Got any tips?? IM me then baby. In other news, I decided Mr Gehring is a crappy and unfair teacher. Also, this just in, Mr Smith is awesome for not mentioning the note. The word of the day is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;guitar&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5916735-107059153406434262?l=f11corner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5916735/posts/default/107059153406434262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5916735/posts/default/107059153406434262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://f11corner.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107059153406434262' title=''/><author><name>Lex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10281470470720941666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5916735.post-107050176328781122</id><published>2003-12-03T17:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-03T17:37:13.570-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today was kinda good, kinda crappy. For starters, I gave Mr Smith this note from a friend. In this note were the feelings she had for him and other such nastiness. I gave it to him and now regret that with every fiber of my being. So I feel real bad about that. Then there was the &lt;em&gt;Our Town&lt;/em&gt; audition. This went better than expected, cause i remained concious and upright the entire time. I did ok I suppose and Ms Shank asked me if she could cast me as a guy. Hey, at least that means no dresses... The word of the day is &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;regrets&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyone else got some??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5916735-107050176328781122?l=f11corner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5916735/posts/default/107050176328781122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5916735/posts/default/107050176328781122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://f11corner.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107050176328781122' title=''/><author><name>Lex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10281470470720941666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5916735.post-107041717726834072</id><published>2003-12-02T18:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-02T18:06:27.760-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today was fun. I broke my guitar last night around 10:30 and stayed up late trying to fix it and change strings and such. Then there was the sweet image of Latin pictures in the morning. Ahh, like a breath of fresh air. *whoosh Erin* Then uhhh well nothing much happened today. Band was fun and Ms Shank annoys me cause shes never in her room for me to check for Our Town audition times. I officially told Ms Little today I want to challenge Monica. So that was fun. The word of teh day is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;guitar&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss being able to play Coldplay ever so much...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5916735-107041717726834072?l=f11corner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5916735/posts/default/107041717726834072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5916735/posts/default/107041717726834072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://f11corner.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107041717726834072' title=''/><author><name>Lex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10281470470720941666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5916735.post-107031925013249325</id><published>2003-12-01T14:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-01T14:54:20.470-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ok, today has to have been one of the most tiring days in recent memory. Alias was outstanding last night and Lauren got beat up and Syd and Vaughn kissed and this one girl was on a buncha drugs. So it was good stuff. Anyway, Im soon going to challenge Monica for 3rd chair and win. Also, I was put in charge of the fasting day for SAW. Woo hoo indeed. Well, thats all I got time for today kidlly- widdlies. The word of the day is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;beancrock&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dont ask!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5916735-107031925013249325?l=f11corner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5916735/posts/default/107031925013249325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5916735/posts/default/107031925013249325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://f11corner.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107031925013249325' title=''/><author><name>Lex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10281470470720941666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5916735.post-107003288986764782</id><published>2003-11-28T07:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-28T07:21:39.086-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>How was everyones Michael Vartans birthday celebration yesterday?? aka Thanksgiving.... Mine was pretty cool. My mom and I went to Lauras house for dinner, then Laura and I watched &lt;em&gt;FOTR&lt;/em&gt; extended edition. Most awesome! Well, I would also like to express my dis-pleasure at most of the artists chosen to perform at the Macys Parade. Simple Plan is starting to get irratating, Rubens new song sucks, Mya is a lil tramp. Ok, well thats outta my system, thanks for listening *or reading* my Turkey Day Tantrum. Have a great day. Pray for me when I go to my dads house this weekend. Pray for decent food and my sanity. Thank you.. The word of the day is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;knittedit &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There ya go Erin!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! LYLAS! &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5916735-107003288986764782?l=f11corner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5916735/posts/default/107003288986764782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5916735/posts/default/107003288986764782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://f11corner.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#107003288986764782' title=''/><author><name>Lex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10281470470720941666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5916735.post-106996722591395621</id><published>2003-11-27T13:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-27T13:07:15.066-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I would like to start off by saying &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY MICHAEL VARTAN!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; *clears throat* Oh yeah, uh, Happy Thanksgiving. The Michael Marathon was fantastic! Snaps for Michael as a teacher..... Now that Ive exposed Adrienne to the fantastic world of vartanho.com, I feel Ive accomplished something today. Well everyone, have a fantastic Thanksgiving. Say no to drugs, dont drink and drive, save sex for marriage, and be thankful for Michael Vartan, friends, family, and the joy of eating for 3 more days! The word of the day is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;birthday&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You say it's your birthday....&lt;br /&gt;I'm glad it's your birthday &lt;br /&gt;Happy birthday to you...Take a cha-cha-cha-chance-Birthday &lt;br /&gt;I would like you to dance--Birthday &lt;br /&gt;Dance &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Beatles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5916735-106996722591395621?l=f11corner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5916735/posts/default/106996722591395621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5916735/posts/default/106996722591395621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://f11corner.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106996722591395621' title=''/><author><name>Lex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10281470470720941666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5916735.post-106979925839019376</id><published>2003-11-25T14:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-25T14:27:46.703-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today was a long day. This was the longest two-day week ever! Mr Smith is threatening to come after me with a pickax, there was no love between Vaughn and Syd on Sundays WONDERFUL episode, a shifty bio test that confused me, *the days* too many subs in one day, a history test i forgot about, a take home Latin test, and more braces pain. Alas, now we get to stuff our faces and sleep for 5 days. So sad, aint it?? Yeah, I know. Well, Im off to find Alias on DVD and have a Michael Vartan marathon with Mem. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;NEVER BEEN KISSED TONIGHT WB 8 PM!!!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the word of the day is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;sexy&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will ponder on this word all night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5916735-106979925839019376?l=f11corner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5916735/posts/default/106979925839019376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5916735/posts/default/106979925839019376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://f11corner.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106979925839019376' title=''/><author><name>Lex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10281470470720941666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5916735.post-106951473403865800</id><published>2003-11-22T07:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-22T07:25:41.486-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well, last night was a terriffic ending to a horrible day. I went to see Guys and Dolls. Everyone was there!! Yee haw. Jeremy and Nathan and DanK and Jake and Nora and Lynnea and Traven and Mr Smith. Great job Simon, Adrienne, Laura, and everyone else I dont know! Jake, hey thanks for savin me a seat then movin on me durin intermission. I found ya tho. Well kiddies, thats it for today. Peace out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;talent&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thing I have very little of, especially in the acting division. Darn. I am going to possibly try out for the part of the horse Bessie in 'Our Town.' So be on the lookout....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5916735-106951473403865800?l=f11corner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5916735/posts/default/106951473403865800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5916735/posts/default/106951473403865800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://f11corner.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106951473403865800' title=''/><author><name>Lex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10281470470720941666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5916735.post-106944949415121125</id><published>2003-11-21T13:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-21T13:18:21.490-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today couldnt have been &lt;em&gt;too&lt;/em&gt; much worse. I got a cold last night from sitting outside on cold concrete steps for an hour waiting for my mom. I then proceeded to take 8 cold pills and vitamins and such in a period of 12 hrs. Never a good idea. I took naps in 5 of my classes I believe. Yes, it was in fact 5. We got midterms. Whatd everybody get? I got 5 As, a B, and, sadly, a C. Well, thats about it for the crappy news for today. More interestingly, Im gonna go see Guys and Dolls tonight with like EVERYONE *or so it seems* in band. Should be most awesome! The word of the day is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Metamorphoses&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, dont ask. Thanks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5916735-106944949415121125?l=f11corner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5916735/posts/default/106944949415121125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5916735/posts/default/106944949415121125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://f11corner.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106944949415121125' title=''/><author><name>Lex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10281470470720941666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5916735.post-106937108329639354</id><published>2003-11-20T15:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-20T15:31:30.200-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I saw Bowling For Columbine today. It is an excellent look at everythign wrong with America and its crappy government. Not that Im ant-government or anything. Nancy, high five for God counselors, but not too high cause were short. Heather, you can stop the magic quarter fingers any time now.  DiAnda!! *does Bullet Time and kicks you so you fall* I got a round of applause today in history for my &lt;strong&gt;TWO&lt;/strong&gt; Chatterbox articles. Its too bad Ive already found 7 typos and such. They have about 12 people whose job it is to check these things. Oh well. The word/phrase of the day is &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Im gonna kick Monicas elf-ear-wearing ass outta third chair&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehehehe...Have a minty day-Captain Oats *u get it sadie?*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5916735-106937108329639354?l=f11corner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5916735/posts/default/106937108329639354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5916735/posts/default/106937108329639354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://f11corner.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106937108329639354' title=''/><author><name>Lex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10281470470720941666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5916735.post-106927800467687644</id><published>2003-11-19T13:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-19T13:40:11.186-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well people, Michael Vartan just lost Sexiest Man Alive 2003 to Johnny Depp. I am most dissapointed in all of you and the rest of America. Oh well, theres always next year. We all know Michael looks better, thats all that matters. I just heard there was possibly a stabbing at school today. Thats really scary. Well, that cuts todays update short. The word of the day is &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;obsession&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Draw your own conclusions.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5916735-106927800467687644?l=f11corner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5916735/posts/default/106927800467687644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5916735/posts/default/106927800467687644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://f11corner.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106927800467687644' title=''/><author><name>Lex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10281470470720941666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5916735.post-106920121434384546</id><published>2003-11-18T16:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-18T16:20:20.920-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today was ok. Im trying to sign up for ski club today, though the packets were due about 2 weeks ago. However, in the words of Mr Freeman, were gonna 'try to slip me in under the line.' So, hopefully thatll work ok. Then, ummm uh...well Let It Be Naked came out today, so Ill be gettin it tomorrow. Yahoo! The word of the day is &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;snow &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5916735-106920121434384546?l=f11corner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5916735/posts/default/106920121434384546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5916735/posts/default/106920121434384546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://f11corner.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106920121434384546' title=''/><author><name>Lex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10281470470720941666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5916735.post-106911633822979560</id><published>2003-11-17T16:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-17T16:45:44.380-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This weekend made me realize how horrible hell must be to be worse than 'quality family time' at a small Christmas shop. Ah yes. Also, *for that guy at the movies* Kristi and I arent 18, sorry. Minerva Louise and the Tea-Cozies will soon invade! Schools crappy, lifes crappy, people are crappy, except whoevers readin this now, youre the greatest! There was no Alias last night, which was absolutely dreadful. Also, Katherine, what are you trying to say about my relationships with certain people? Oh well, the word of the day is &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;loo&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5916735-106911633822979560?l=f11corner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5916735/posts/default/106911633822979560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5916735/posts/default/106911633822979560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://f11corner.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106911633822979560' title=''/><author><name>Lex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10281470470720941666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5916735.post-106868745408465473</id><published>2003-11-12T17:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-12T17:37:39.090-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today.... What can be said?? A bio test *which we know didnt go well* a Latin test *which has some crazy long words Ive not encountered ever before.* However; its also The OC tonight, so all is well. Everyone who reads this should please please please go to &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://people.aol.com/people/pop_up/0,10772,536848_13_photos,00.html&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vote Michael Vartan smokin if you love me. Cause if he wins, hell be on the cover of People, and I would love to have that. Thank you one and all. The word of the day is &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;hug&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I like me some hugs. So share em if you got em....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5916735-106868745408465473?l=f11corner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5916735/posts/default/106868745408465473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5916735/posts/default/106868745408465473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://f11corner.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106868745408465473' title=''/><author><name>Lex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10281470470720941666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5916735.post-106858947834375197</id><published>2003-11-11T14:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-11T14:24:43.190-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>whodatliloldman: amo michaelus vartanus&lt;br /&gt;Katewallie: use the accusative *slap*&lt;br /&gt;whodatliloldman: im sry&lt;br /&gt;whodatliloldman: amo michaelum vartanum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehehe, i luv latin&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5916735-106858947834375197?l=f11corner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5916735/posts/default/106858947834375197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5916735/posts/default/106858947834375197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://f11corner.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106858947834375197' title=''/><author><name>Lex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10281470470720941666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5916735.post-106858790005384050</id><published>2003-11-11T13:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-11T13:58:25.160-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today went well. I found out I might have an A in Latin, I evaded a dt from Ms Parker, and got to excort a very special person to the bathroom. Some of you know who I mean, and some dont. I got a 71% on an insanity test, so beware everyone. In band, we actually played *gasp* Also, I should challenge Monica for 3rd chair apparently. Ok ok, Sadie and Heather, maybe.... Hope everyones day went spiffy. Colin, Im sorry bout your midnite wish. The word of the day is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;rain&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kinda depressing, kinda uplfting, like my life.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5916735-106858790005384050?l=f11corner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5916735/posts/default/106858790005384050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5916735/posts/default/106858790005384050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://f11corner.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106858790005384050' title=''/><author><name>Lex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10281470470720941666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5916735.post-106847056979562514</id><published>2003-11-10T05:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-12T17:32:46.236-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Last nights Alias ep was absolutely phenominal, but alas; my mom didnt tape it for me. Im so upset. It was one of my fave eps this season. Did you see the tension between Syd and Vaughn at the airport?? Something tells me an actual kiss isnt too far away; that is, if JJ has a heart. They &lt;em&gt;so&lt;/em&gt; couldve and shouldve had some serious action there since the misses wasnt around.... The word of the day is &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;lust&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Alias, not on Alias, thats all you get to know, unless you know more....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5916735-106847056979562514?l=f11corner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5916735/posts/default/106847056979562514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5916735/posts/default/106847056979562514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://f11corner.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106847056979562514' title=''/><author><name>Lex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10281470470720941666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5916735.post-106840190435287135</id><published>2003-11-09T10:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-09T10:18:28.666-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I would just like to say that The Matirx Revolutions is amazing and should not be the last movie. The word of the day is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Alias&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its on tonight, so everybody must watch the lovely Jennifer Garner and the ABSOLUTELY DROP DEAD GORGEOUS MICHAEL VARTAN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5916735-106840190435287135?l=f11corner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5916735/posts/default/106840190435287135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5916735/posts/default/106840190435287135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://f11corner.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106840190435287135' title=''/><author><name>Lex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10281470470720941666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5916735.post-106831575374842313</id><published>2003-11-08T10:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-08T10:22:37.740-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The flute sleepover last night was also quite the experience. I won 4 superlatives: most likely to be quoting inside jokes in 10 yrs, best asian, best rookie musician, and goofiest. I am so proud of the goofiest and the best asian. I shouldve won most likely to throw their flute across the field, but Nora stole it from me, grrr...... We played this crazy Cowgirl game that actually turned out to be an awesome journey of discovery and honesty among our beautifully tight-knit flute family. *sob* OK, all better. Well, I must see The Matrix and eat something. Til next time, Ill be watchin you.... The word of the day is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;secrets &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;snaps for flutes! *ME* Snappy Tomato *MARY GRACE and HEATHER* Pizza!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5916735-106831575374842313?l=f11corner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5916735/posts/default/106831575374842313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5916735/posts/default/106831575374842313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://f11corner.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106831575374842313' title=''/><author><name>Lex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10281470470720941666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5916735.post-106823858796868476</id><published>2003-11-07T12:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-07T12:56:32.100-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today was good, but nothing can beat last night!!!!! The band banquet was terriffic!! I loved every minute of it and cant wait til next year. Colin, DiAnda, Nancy, Laura, and Sadie are the coolest seniors I know!! The 5 of them really do work wonders. I got the Most Worth Getting To Know. I feel so special and loved, its terriffic. I was actually cryin last night, but its all good now. Ray fell when trying to dance, and many other great things happened. I will miss every single senior. I sincerely love each and every one of you! Get better soon James!! Love ya!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! The word/phrase of the day is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;B.F.F. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause thats what well be. Never forget what we can accomplish together and how great it feels to succeed! &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5916735-106823858796868476?l=f11corner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5916735/posts/default/106823858796868476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5916735/posts/default/106823858796868476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://f11corner.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106823858796868476' title=''/><author><name>Lex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10281470470720941666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5916735.post-106765710939197670</id><published>2003-10-31T19:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-10-31T19:26:17.326-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Happy Halloween one and all! Boo I'm Sadie! Unless you're Nora or Heather, that just flew right over your head, but its ok. Laura, congrats on your Oompa- Loompa win. I saw 2 tall Oompa-Loompas and I started yellin at them. Unfortunately, they heard me and turned around and were starin at me. Anzayel and Katherine, thanks for comin to see Scary Movie with me. Lets not have any more strategically placed boat whistles eh?? Ahh, today was such fun. Mr Smith, have fun at that retirement party. Way to live it up on Halloween... The word of the day is &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;movies&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5916735-106765710939197670?l=f11corner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5916735/posts/default/106765710939197670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5916735/posts/default/106765710939197670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://f11corner.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106765710939197670' title=''/><author><name>Lex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10281470470720941666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5916735.post-106755959992091267</id><published>2003-10-30T16:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-10-30T16:20:01.746-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>And now for a brief word. I was held upside down by Nathan and nearly dropped on my head. Thats about all for today. The word of the day is &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;candy&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Haunts a day early!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5916735-106755959992091267?l=f11corner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5916735/posts/default/106755959992091267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5916735/posts/default/106755959992091267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://f11corner.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106755959992091267' title=''/><author><name>Lex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10281470470720941666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5916735.post-106738009442465736</id><published>2003-10-28T14:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-10-28T14:28:15.543-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well kiddies, today was an entertaining day. I got my first nap in biology in more than 2 weeks. So that went well. Then band practice got cancelled due to rain. We need our rehearsals though. Especially right before States. Oh well, not much you can do I suppose. Everyone should visit quizilla. Its one of the greatest sites. I have discovered many interesting things. For example, I am a glass of water, a perfect gf, and a mysterious kisser. Hmmm....go ponder that youngns.... The word of the day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;aetheist&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dont ask&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5916735-106738009442465736?l=f11corner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5916735/posts/default/106738009442465736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5916735/posts/default/106738009442465736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://f11corner.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106738009442465736' title=''/><author><name>Lex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10281470470720941666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5916735.post-106729272251784624</id><published>2003-10-27T14:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-10-27T14:12:03.583-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This was a most exciting day. I got my George W. Bush mask yesterday and took it to school. I was given chocolate also. Yep, a good day. Went out to Dan Pablos for dinner last night. Theyve got some great mashed potatoes. They also inspired my word of the day.              &lt;em&gt;chimichanga&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alias was terriffic. I loved Vaughns daydream. Hopefully it will soon be more than that and we can kiss Lassie *Lauren* goodbye!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5916735-106729272251784624?l=f11corner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5916735/posts/default/106729272251784624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5916735/posts/default/106729272251784624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://f11corner.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106729272251784624' title=''/><author><name>Lex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10281470470720941666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5916735.post-106714359972861744</id><published>2003-10-25T21:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-10-25T21:46:39.883-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>We had a competition today, played twice cause we made it through semi-finals to finals. We did great at semis, and then didnt do so hot at finals. We got second place, but inly won a few trophies, perhaps 4. Then we got one stolen cause the stupid judges couldnt add their numbers right. Then we found out we were supposedly gonna have one FedExed because the numbers got misadded AGAIN. And, on top of all that, the Yankeees lost. Im so distraught that I must soon go to sleep. The word for Saturday/ Sunday is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;rain&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5916735-106714359972861744?l=f11corner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5916735/posts/default/106714359972861744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5916735/posts/default/106714359972861744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://f11corner.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106714359972861744' title=''/><author><name>Lex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10281470470720941666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5916735.post-106704971841024680</id><published>2003-10-24T19:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-10-24T19:41:58.303-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just got back from the last game of the season. Im sittin here cryin, listening to Heres to the Night, and cryin my eyes out. I already miss Nancy, Laura, and Colin. I know Ill see them around still and we still have 2 competitions left, but Im still so sad. Tonight was great though. Have you all heard Heres to the Night by Eve 6?? It really speaks to me now *at the risk of sounding cheesy* Oh well. Its close enough to midnight to post a new word of the day. So, withouth much further ado, the word for tomorrow and the entire weekend is &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;tears&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5916735-106704971841024680?l=f11corner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5916735/posts/default/106704971841024680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5916735/posts/default/106704971841024680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://f11corner.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106704971841024680' title=''/><author><name>Lex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10281470470720941666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5916735.post-106702463853176316</id><published>2003-10-24T12:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-10-24T12:43:58.343-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today, well, today, today wasnt so good. But, Becky came to school to visit, and that was very cool! Alas, Colin wasnt at school, neither was Nancy, neither was,... ok, thats all I know. We got our report cards today. Yes, 5 As, a B, and a C. Curse that evil Ms Parker. However, Matt will STILL not leave me alone, so I got some advice from someone on how to deal with that. *hint ladies: use the knee ;) * Well, thats it for today kiddies, now Ill be getting ready for the FINAL game of the season. So long seniors! The word of the day is &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;airport&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5916735-106702463853176316?l=f11corner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5916735/posts/default/106702463853176316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5916735/posts/default/106702463853176316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://f11corner.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106702463853176316' title=''/><author><name>Lex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10281470470720941666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5916735.post-106694542721856484</id><published>2003-10-23T14:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-10-23T14:44:25.826-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I got hit in the mouth today. And that would be the highlight of my day. Have any of you ever had an ex that just wont leave you alone?? Well, I can now sympathize. Geez Matt, go jump off the bleachers or sumtin, I mean really.. We got our lovely student IDs today. Just great. What is the purpose of those IDs anyway? Does anyone know?? I got somebodys email address and am just tickled pink. Or Sadie Green(aka highlighter color)&lt;br /&gt;Nathan, stop pickin people up and trying to carry them. Victor, dont take my lock and attach it to you pants. Most uncool....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5916735-106694542721856484?l=f11corner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5916735/posts/default/106694542721856484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5916735/posts/default/106694542721856484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://f11corner.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106694542721856484' title=''/><author><name>Lex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10281470470720941666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5916735.post-106686216061686499</id><published>2003-10-22T15:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-10-22T15:37:13.543-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today was of an overall depressing nature.  Alex is still beatin me up, Nathan is tryin to use me to make somebody who doesnt like him jealous, and Matt still wont leave me alone. However, the SAW meeting was sucessful and we will soon start Fair Trade Fridays. Sounds grrrreat I think. I love all my friends. They were the only thing that helped me get throught the day today. Thank you all!!! The word of the day is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;coffee&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5916735-106686216061686499?l=f11corner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5916735/posts/default/106686216061686499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5916735/posts/default/106686216061686499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://f11corner.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106686216061686499' title=''/><author><name>Lex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10281470470720941666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5916735.post-106678182425755115</id><published>2003-10-21T17:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-10-21T17:18:36.810-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today was...interesting. Just too much goin on now. Ive got newspaper deadlines, hw, band, gay dramas, and lots of little cookies and lollipops. Just to let everyone know, I am now christened a fag hag. I love my gay friends tho. Dont hide in the closet folks. Walk on out and let the sunlight hit your face. The word of the day for today is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;backstabbing&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Draw your own conclusions...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5916735-106678182425755115?l=f11corner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5916735/posts/default/106678182425755115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5916735/posts/default/106678182425755115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://f11corner.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106678182425755115' title=''/><author><name>Lex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10281470470720941666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5916735.post-106665814165333135</id><published>2003-10-20T06:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-10-20T06:55:41.086-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well, the Alias episode last nite was simply divine. Except for that one part where Syd (the bitch) stabbed Vaughn. Wait til Lauren finds out. Will make for a fun day at the office. This weekend, I wrote a cool song, complete with music. That, for me, is a big step. Went to Laura's birthday party, which was fun. Lily and I intently watched Alias while everyone else read Madonnas childrens book. A most disturbing endeavor, if I may say so. I will also be starting a brand new exciting feature. Word of The Day. Yes, like Websters, but better. School tomorrow, eh.... I am off to watch Alias again. TTFN one and all!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5916735-106665814165333135?l=f11corner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5916735/posts/default/106665814165333135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5916735/posts/default/106665814165333135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://f11corner.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106665814165333135' title=''/><author><name>Lex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10281470470720941666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5916735.post-106641963222278686</id><published>2003-10-17T12:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-10-20T06:49:07.220-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The first issue of the C-box came out today. Im not even listed in the staff. Is it just me, or arent the writers kinda important in a paper. Maybe not. Nora told me that the indoor band auditions were already posted and I got 6th chair in Symphonic band. Not bad considering I butchered my last scale. Nobidy is online now, except Nora. I wanna talk to my new best buddy Colin. Hes the coolest, for all who dont know....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5916735-106641963222278686?l=f11corner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5916735/posts/default/106641963222278686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5916735/posts/default/106641963222278686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://f11corner.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106641963222278686' title=''/><author><name>Lex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10281470470720941666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5916735.post-106634638511122190</id><published>2003-10-16T16:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-10-16T16:19:45.060-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today was awesome until afterschool band rehearsal today. I got some candy from a certain teacher someone and had a fun time in Latin highlighting the 50 pages of stuff for the test tomorrow. Then in gym, Mr. Gehring told me I cant go to Chatterbox meetings without a note first. What? Why would I skip gym class? If I skipped classes, it wouldnt be gym, I can tell you that. I would skip biology. Speaking of the devil, I failed my biology quiz today. Thats gonna be my worst class this year. Alex, you sneaky little snook *tired and making up words* Now everyone says you like me and all that. Grrr... Today afterschool, there was a lively little bee in my Coke can, I didnt see it, and took a nice refreshing gulp. Then I was stung in the mouth. It was overly fun. Hope your day went better than mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5916735-106634638511122190?l=f11corner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5916735/posts/default/106634638511122190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5916735/posts/default/106634638511122190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://f11corner.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106634638511122190' title=''/><author><name>Lex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10281470470720941666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5916735.post-106624586711349002</id><published>2003-10-15T12:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-10-15T12:24:26.950-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today was the day of the dreaded indoor band auditions. I chose to play the piece first. *kicks self in the face, if it were humanly posible* Oh well, failes that and didnt know my chromatic scale. Too bad. However, I got assigned another Chatterbox article. Yay for two in on issue. Soon, Ill diabolically mastermind to take over the paper. Ah ha ha ha!! *evil villanous laugh* Not much else goin on up in the hizzouse. Wacky Wednesday was great. Oh, and Alex, if I see you tomorrow before you beat me up again, you are dead meat, young man. Dead Meat! Have a blessed day everyone....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5916735-106624586711349002?l=f11corner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5916735/posts/default/106624586711349002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5916735/posts/default/106624586711349002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://f11corner.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106624586711349002' title=''/><author><name>Lex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10281470470720941666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5916735.post-106617432732096631</id><published>2003-10-14T16:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-10-14T16:32:07.076-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today was fun for sure. Everyone was messin with my hair, but especially Nancy. What got into you P-Shrap? Anyway, I might be goin to Homecoming with my friend Meredith. She doesnt have a date and I wanna crash it, so..... it all works out. Avi and I are all set for Wacky Wednesday. Im gonna be a ghetto person, and shes gonna be a lil prep. Today, I got the sweetest email from Erin. Thanks Erin! LYLAS! Now, time to send it around....bye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5916735-106617432732096631?l=f11corner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5916735/posts/default/106617432732096631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5916735/posts/default/106617432732096631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://f11corner.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106617432732096631' title=''/><author><name>Lex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10281470470720941666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5916735.post-106608683742086021</id><published>2003-10-13T16:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-10-13T16:13:57.420-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>FIRSTS&lt;br /&gt;First best friend: Laura&lt;br /&gt;First real memory of something: big cat statue on top of building on way to NJ&lt;br /&gt;First real kiss: N/A&lt;br /&gt;First Job: N/A&lt;br /&gt;First crush: Jake&lt;br /&gt;First screen name: this one&lt;br /&gt;First self purchased album: Backstreet Boys &lt;br /&gt;First funeral: still waitin&lt;br /&gt;First pets: 2 cats&lt;br /&gt;First piercing/tattoo: not telling (JK, N/A)&lt;br /&gt;First credit card: N/A&lt;br /&gt;First enemy: step mom Mary&lt;br /&gt;First big trip: don’t remember&lt;br /&gt;First play/musical/performance: ??&lt;br /&gt;First musician you remember hearing in your house: Beatles prolly&lt;br /&gt;	LAST&lt;br /&gt;Last cigarette: N/A&lt;br /&gt;Last big car ride: how bout bus? that would be Saturday for band &lt;br /&gt;Last good cry: ??&lt;br /&gt;Last library book checked out: that would have been many a year ago&lt;br /&gt;Last movie seen: perhaps Remember the Titans&lt;br /&gt;Last beverage drank: Sunny D&lt;br /&gt;Last food consumed: Bugles and cream cheese&lt;br /&gt;Last crush: *nudge nudge* you know who (some of you) and Michael Vartan (guy from Alias)&lt;br /&gt;Last phone call made: to head of Chatterbox askin her what the heck was goin on with pictures&lt;br /&gt;Last TV show watched: ALIAS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Last time showered: this morning  		how bout you?&lt;br /&gt;Last shoes worn: Chucks&lt;br /&gt;Last CD played: Ben Kweller&lt;br /&gt;Last item bought: a CD is likely, although I don’t know for certain&lt;br /&gt;Last annoyance: you (reading this now)&lt;br /&gt;Last soda drank: Mt Dew&lt;br /&gt;Last shirt worn: band shirt &lt;br /&gt;Last website visited: vartanho.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for the inspiration Lea!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5916735-106608683742086021?l=f11corner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5916735/posts/default/106608683742086021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5916735/posts/default/106608683742086021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://f11corner.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106608683742086021' title=''/><author><name>Lex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10281470470720941666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5916735.post-106608059431486441</id><published>2003-10-13T14:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-10-13T14:29:54.080-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So today was fun. It was pajama day and I wore my pjs not because they are extremely warm, soft, fuzzy, and comfy, but to show school spirit of course. I also did some investigatory journalism for my first ever Chatterbox article on the water line break at school last week. Fun stuff, yes indeed. Well, I dont know what you all thought, but I personally very much enjoyed last night's Alias ep. You just cant beat guns, hidden cameras, deception, &lt;strong&gt;sexual tension&lt;/strong&gt;, and...&lt;strong&gt;VAUGHN!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt; But really, the sexual tension between Syd and now married Vaughn is so thick you could cut it with a butter knife. So anyway,....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5916735-106608059431486441?l=f11corner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5916735/posts/default/106608059431486441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5916735/posts/default/106608059431486441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://f11corner.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106608059431486441' title=''/><author><name>Lex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10281470470720941666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5916735.post-106593393282492584</id><published>2003-10-11T21:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-10-12T09:41:07.963-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yay for band geeks! We had 2 competitions today. At the first one, we got every award but best field commanders. How could 2 energetic gay guys who won the past 2 weeks not win this week?? Oh well. At the second, things didnt go as well, but we still got 2nd place and qualified for State a 3rd time. Yay! And now, its time for a stream of inside jokes from competition today. Here we go: 1) OMSG!! 2) *rolls up glittery sash and lets it fall* 3) they so just beat us at dance off 4) so I wouldnt touch it if I were you&lt;br /&gt;5) Michelle!! 6) can you say "slut?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, now thats out of my system, so, have a nice day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5916735-106593393282492584?l=f11corner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5916735/posts/default/106593393282492584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5916735/posts/default/106593393282492584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://f11corner.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106593393282492584' title=''/><author><name>Lex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10281470470720941666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5916735.post-106581549801979649</id><published>2003-10-10T12:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-10-10T12:51:37.473-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well, today has to be one of the worst days, but in the best possible sense. First of, there was the Latin quiz which I presummably did horribly on. Then the worst class of the day: biology with Ms. Boring. I also got hit by my band little and smacked in the face with a flag, twice. I was sick due to those darn flashy lights that accompany the painful screech of the fire alarm. Well, it seems as though I have nothing else to comment on, so, peace out and go for Fair Trade coffee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5916735-106581549801979649?l=f11corner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5916735/posts/default/106581549801979649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5916735/posts/default/106581549801979649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://f11corner.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106581549801979649' title=''/><author><name>Lex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10281470470720941666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5916735.post-106573414972456657</id><published>2003-10-09T14:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-10-09T14:24:35.450-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today was just plain spiffy. There was a water line break at school, so the entire student body was gathered in the parking lot or soccer field. I wandered and got SAW work done. (that's Students Against War for any that dont know) So that was fun. I missed playing football at that time. Ahh, my favorite part of the day:band. Mr. Ed decided to change the music and drill again. I am personally going to strangle that man. And, on a lighter note, I have have been cleared on all false charges involving myself and the kidnapping of Jerry. It was a good day. Apparently, being a genuinely clever young man, a certain Latin teacher *cough cough you all know who* had a birthday yesterday and decided not to tell anyone. Well, happy birthday anyway!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5916735-106573414972456657?l=f11corner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5916735/posts/default/106573414972456657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5916735/posts/default/106573414972456657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://f11corner.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106573414972456657' title=''/><author><name>Lex</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10281470470720941666</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5916735.post-106566185853299709</id><published>2003-10-08T18:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-10-08T18:10:58.596-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well thanks to my new best buddy Lea, I know have my own blog to fill with all my special thoughts. YAY! Today was great. I ran the mile in gym and felt like I split a lung. Then my little(hi Alex) tackled me outside of the bathroom. On top of all that, I was accused of stealing a teacher's stuffed koala. 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