<?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-5099012</id><updated>2011-04-21T13:59:30.674-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Il Giornale</title><subtitle type='html'>Il Giornale would be The Journal in italian.  Just thought i'd clear that up.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahmckenney.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099012/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahmckenney.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099012/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11949839969825218799</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>159</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5099012.post-107359281273209936</id><published>2004-01-08T15:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-01-08T15:15:15.390-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>@($*@*(!(_$#$#()#@(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;STUPID ACTIVETOPIC SHUTDOWN THINGY! SHOUTBOXES GONE!!! )@$(*@&amp;$@)*&amp;#)@!&amp;$)*@&amp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5099012-107359281273209936?l=sarahmckenney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099012/posts/default/107359281273209936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099012/posts/default/107359281273209936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahmckenney.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107359281273209936' title=''/><author><name>sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11949839969825218799</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-5099012.post-107222141637387191</id><published>2003-12-23T18:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-12-23T18:18:18.076-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>CINNABON ROCKS MY WORLD!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5099012-107222141637387191?l=sarahmckenney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099012/posts/default/107222141637387191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099012/posts/default/107222141637387191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahmckenney.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107222141637387191' title=''/><author><name>sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11949839969825218799</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-5099012.post-107196219322843680</id><published>2003-12-20T18:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-12-20T18:17:50.996-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wisdom from Sarah: Never shake a Snapple can when it is already open.  It never ends well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i betcha that Northern Burlington County Regional High School and Middle School will be the only schools in the universe still in school on the 23rd of December.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5099012-107196219322843680?l=sarahmckenney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099012/posts/default/107196219322843680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099012/posts/default/107196219322843680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahmckenney.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107196219322843680' title=''/><author><name>sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11949839969825218799</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-5099012.post-107142427193180517</id><published>2003-12-14T12:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-12-14T12:52:20.920-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok update on yesterday&lt;br /&gt;i wake up and get a call from ashleigh telling me to come over at around 11:30.  so ok i do.  she was havin a little cast party at her house.  and we started watching scary movie 2.  at around 12:30 we're wondering where is everyone??  then i hear a knock at the door and its potesh, shane, and devon.  we go up to ashleigh's room and try to get online but her computer is sooo slow!  shane gets on his name and i try to confuse mary while talking on his screen name.  then i turn around and im like hey where'd everybody go.  then they come back and ashleigh has got scary movie 2 with her.  so me and her watch it again and laugh before all the funny parts because we know when they're coming.  then on one part where two people are having sex in a freezer the vase on the tv falls over.  so yeha after potesh getting scared of that movie even though me and devon are like its not scary its not scary!!  we went downstairs and played old school video games.  ashleighs' mom played and it was so funny haha i cant describe it.  then me, devon, and juli walked down to my house to get some cord.  and they got lost in my house trying to find me when i ran to my room.  i thought it was funny.  then juli gets some cord after a lot of difficulty and  sprints ahead of us and im just like  WAIT YOU DON'T KNOW WHERE YOU'RE GOING!! haha.  we had pretzels and chocolate!  then ashleigh's dog throws up on my script and fernando's like who dropped the rice and her mom is like thats not rice thats throw up.  oh....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well at pandora's we were all gettin ready and jill's like oh you can come to my house afterwards if you want so im like woohoo another party.  there were a lot of foreign languages goin on and im just like uhh ok?  then like 5 minutes before the show started we started trying to pick up people.  and shane's like oh no im too fat to be lifted but i can lift you.  i got lifted by ashleigh and shane.  i tried lifting him but i couldn't.  but i was strong enough for jackie and kaeli.  some mistakes were devon's voice cracking the moment she got on stage.  then when we just walk across and shane is following us i turn around and he's makin faces and im just trying really really hard not to bust out laughing.  then theres jill forgetting the entire lament.  oh i felt so sorry for her...before sit down you're rockin the boat me and shane got some water and then when i was running up the stairs i tripped and the water went everywhere and i started choking.  and  at the end of that song where we have to fall to the floor i hit my butt really hard and kinda screamed.  owww.  then theres getting whipped by a flower.  all the things we do to each other that would make people at our school freak out and think that we were raping them.  "my boobs feel smaller tonight"  haha.   good times good times.  shane's thing with his eyes that josh couldn't do.  tying ties.  looking at our mouths in the mirror.  then after i went to jill's house.  and me and ashleigh are calling shane a band nerd cause he had to go to his band banquet and couldn't come.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got a ride to her house with fernando.  and there were some things that were said in that car haha.  when we got there we went to her basement and ordered pizza.  we basically just talked a lot then.  we played disney charades and devon was so hapy that someone guessed who she was that she jumped up into the air and landed on her ankle.  and me and asleigh are like ADVANCED JUMPING JACKS!  then ashleigh's who am i who am i and does some jumping jacks and then falls over.  we draw on each other  and ashleigh drew a penis on my back.  then when we were all sitting on the couch and fernando's behind it we're like fernando roll over roll over!!!  and he tries and knocks over the table next to him.  haha.  we play dare or double dare and kaeli has to eat this weird thing and she runs around the house refusing to eat it.  then ashleighs like oh i could SO do fear factor and eats a spoonfull of whatever that was.  ewww.  whatever whatever i do what i want.  there were stories about romances within the cast..some very freaky.  well i got home at around 12:30 but didn't actually go to bed until 1am.  so im really tired and can't remember a lot of the funny stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ill copy paste this in my xanga so it doesn't feel left out&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5099012-107142427193180517?l=sarahmckenney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099012/posts/default/107142427193180517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099012/posts/default/107142427193180517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahmckenney.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107142427193180517' title=''/><author><name>sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11949839969825218799</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-5099012.post-107101026701618252</id><published>2003-12-09T17:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-12-09T17:52:09.700-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ooook well.  last weekend i was SUPPOSED to go to PA to liz's house but of course my parents are morons and 2 inches of snow scared them.  of course that tripled over night but oh well.  today was the homestead trip. i wore this black skirt and i was freezing at the bus stop.  brrrrrrrr.  hmmm i still had to go to my first 3 classes.  i was reading jen's "manga" and then kayt walks up behind me and yells SARAH WHY ARE YOU READING THAT PORN!  and im like uhhh not porn?  hahahaha.  well i thought it was funny.  gym was fabulous as usual.  i played knockout.  gotta love that game.  beth is moving in like february and we're all sad.  :'(.  and she plays field hockey.  but her new school doesn't have that.  so shes gonna do cheerleading.  so ashleigh and me*oo grammar usage*were like do a toe touch do a toe touch do it do it do it!!!  and beth's like no you do it ashleigh!  and ashleigh says no sarah you do it! but i was in a skirt! no way i was gonna do it.  but she did it.  and we laughed mwahaha.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhh the bus ride to homestead was like a really really cramped hell.  the soprano's in concert choir had to ride with the 8th graders.  total torture.  they kept SCREAMING these raps.  and i couldn't hear myself think...it was like&lt;br /&gt;"DO YOU WANT SOME CHEESE???!!"&lt;br /&gt;"WHAT?!&lt;br /&gt;"DO YOU WANT SOME CHEESE!!!????&lt;br /&gt;".....WHAT?!"&lt;br /&gt;"NEVER MIND!&lt;br /&gt;"DO YOU WANT SOME CHEESE?!"&lt;br /&gt;they really pissed me off.  and they didn't sound too great in their concert either.  they're total biotches.  when we were warming up with african celebration and the sopranoes went up to the high note some middle school choir kids got all pissed off and im like what? and they're like THATS ARE PART BITCH!!! and im just like huh? you're singing the basses and altoes part!! what are you doing?! THATS OUR PART SLUT!  ooo i was bout to bust a cap.  well they sand and like i said before it wasn't very good.  then concert choir.  yaaay for us! advance choir rocked cause their advanced duh.  and i got swedish fish.  ok...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the ride back.  when we got to the school.  erika got so pissed off at the 8th grades that she started screaming at them to shutup.  and they're like OHHH NO YOU DID NOT JUST SAY THAT !!!! and they started cheering for a fight.  and then a racist battle erupted.  WHITE GIRLS AIN'T TOUGH!! THEY CAN'T FIGHT!  ooohh no.  but of course there were some comments towards black people.  but i dont remember them.  i really hate racism.  its my "pet peeve" if you will.  and i would've gladly joined in with erika if i wasn't worried about losing my voice.  honestly how hard is it to move your mouth into the closed position????  during roll you couldn't hear ANYTHING!!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow...i feel so sorry for mr. walter cause he has to deal with them EVERY DAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHANE! you promised a long ass comment for this long ass entry and ill be lookin for one!!!! =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5099012-107101026701618252?l=sarahmckenney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099012/posts/default/107101026701618252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099012/posts/default/107101026701618252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahmckenney.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107101026701618252' title=''/><author><name>sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11949839969825218799</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-5099012.post-107092789874752603</id><published>2003-12-08T18:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-12-08T18:59:20.890-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>one word....YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAY!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok im done&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5099012-107092789874752603?l=sarahmckenney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099012/posts/default/107092789874752603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099012/posts/default/107092789874752603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahmckenney.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107092789874752603' title=''/><author><name>sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11949839969825218799</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-5099012.post-107072878140427298</id><published>2003-12-06T11:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-12-06T11:40:39.983-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>quizzes that i stole from rachel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/D/davesnavyangel/1036888211_esrose-ind.gif" border="0" alt="Rose"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Rose- you are beautiful in every way- touch, smell,&lt;br&gt;and sight- but be careful- you do have thorns!&lt;br&gt;Just make sure you use them for good and not&lt;br&gt;bad! You are a symbol of love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/davesnavyangel/quizzes/What%20Elegant%20Flower%20Are%20You%3F/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;What Elegant Flower Are You?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/D/donarepa/1066804824_litaryquiz.JPG" border="0" alt="solitary"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Your soul is bound to the &lt;b&gt;Solitary Rose&lt;/b&gt;: The&lt;br&gt;Alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"When I wake up alone, the shades are still&lt;br&gt;drawn on the cold window pane so they cast&lt;br&gt;their lines on my bed and lines on my&lt;br&gt;face."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Solitary Rose is associated with loneliness,&lt;br&gt;melancholy, and patience.  It is governed by&lt;br&gt;the goddess Merope and its sign is The Sword,&lt;br&gt;or Unrequited Love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a Solitary Rose, you may be summed up as a&lt;br&gt;hopeless romantic.  You desire love and have so&lt;br&gt;much love to give, but thing just never seem to&lt;br&gt;work out the way you want them to.  In life,&lt;br&gt;you can be very optomistic, even when things&lt;br&gt;are gray and nothing works out to your&lt;br&gt;expectations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/donarepa/quizzes/What%20Rose%20Is%20Your%20Soul%20Bound%20To%3F/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;What Rose Is Your Soul Bound To?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/D/donarepa/1065503143_orangequiz.JPG" border="0" alt="orange"&gt;&lt;br&gt;You are &lt;b&gt;Orange&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;You are outgoing and optomistic.  You always try to&lt;br&gt;find the bright spot in everything.  You are&lt;br&gt;energetic and people are naturally attracted to&lt;br&gt;you.  However, you are not always sure of what&lt;br&gt;your purpose or goals are.&lt;br /&gt;Most Compatible With: Fresh Mint&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/donarepa/quizzes/Which%20Tic-Tac%20Flavor%20Are%20You%3F/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;Which Tic-Tac Flavor Are You?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;somebody take this and tell me if they get fresh mint hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/Y/Yvie-Yasha/1069880386_rshipplove.jpg" border="0" alt="Worship love"&gt;&lt;br&gt;You worship you boyfriend you think about him all&lt;br&gt;the time, OK most of the time and you might&lt;br&gt;have your friends worred about your grades with&lt;br&gt;all that writing you do about him, It's ok I&lt;br&gt;have a friend just like you (PLEZ RATE)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/Yvie-Yasha/quizzes/How%20attached%20are%20you%20to%20your%20boyfriend%20(Now%20with%20pics)/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;How attached are you to your boyfriend (Now with pics)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/F/fireyprincess4u/1059423405_rieldisney.jpg" border="0" alt="Ariel"&gt;&lt;br&gt;You are Ariel from The Little Mermaid!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/fireyprincess4u/quizzes/What%20Disney%20Princess%20are%20you%3F/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;What Disney Princess are you?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did i take this quiz once before?? hmmm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5099012-107072878140427298?l=sarahmckenney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099012/posts/default/107072878140427298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099012/posts/default/107072878140427298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahmckenney.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107072878140427298' title=''/><author><name>sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11949839969825218799</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-5099012.post-107072810820295936</id><published>2003-12-06T11:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-12-06T11:29:26.920-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>well...there are no words to describe how pissed off i am right now&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5099012-107072810820295936?l=sarahmckenney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099012/posts/default/107072810820295936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099012/posts/default/107072810820295936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahmckenney.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107072810820295936' title=''/><author><name>sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11949839969825218799</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-5099012.post-106995846681351864</id><published>2003-11-27T13:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-11-27T13:41:53.640-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Lovin me for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People ask if I'm in love with you&lt;br /&gt;Because I'm sitting here with your picture&lt;br /&gt;And smiling to myself (I smile)&lt;br /&gt;I'm kinda lost in my own thoughts of you&lt;br /&gt;My heart speaks before my mind thinks through&lt;br /&gt;And I blush as I say yes (yes)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a feeling of vulnerability coming over me&lt;br /&gt;And I'm feeling weak and I can't speak (speak)&lt;br /&gt;I can't think, no&lt;br /&gt;Never thought I'd give in so willingly to a human being&lt;br /&gt;With abilites to set me free (free)&lt;br /&gt;Let me be me&lt;br /&gt;Makes me wanna say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your lips, your eyes, your smile, your kiss&lt;br /&gt;I must admit it's a part of me&lt;br /&gt;You please me, complete me, filling me&lt;br /&gt;Like a melody&lt;br /&gt;Your soul, your flow, your youth&lt;br /&gt;Your truth is simply proof&lt;br /&gt;We were meant to be&lt;br /&gt;But the best quality that's hooking me&lt;br /&gt;Is that you're loving me 4 me (loving me)&lt;br /&gt;Is that you're loving me 4 me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now people ask why I'm in love with you&lt;br /&gt;Well let me start by sayin you got my heart&lt;br /&gt;By just being who you are&lt;br /&gt;And what we got is between me and you&lt;br /&gt;Doesn't matter about the money I make or what I do&lt;br /&gt;Or that I'm a, a star&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unconditionally you're there for me&lt;br /&gt;Undeniably you inspire me, spiritually&lt;br /&gt;So sweet&lt;br /&gt;This is meaningful, it's incredible&lt;br /&gt;Pleasurable, unforgettable&lt;br /&gt;The way I feel (I feel)&lt;br /&gt;So sweet&lt;br /&gt;Makes me wanna say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your lips, your eyes, your smile, your kiss&lt;br /&gt;I must admit it's a part of me&lt;br /&gt;You please me, complete me, filling me&lt;br /&gt;Like a melody&lt;br /&gt;Your soul, your flow, your youth&lt;br /&gt;Your truth is simply proof&lt;br /&gt;We were meant to be&lt;br /&gt;But the best quality that's hooking me&lt;br /&gt;Is that you're loving me 4 me (loving me, loving me)&lt;br /&gt;Is that you're loving me 4 me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's so amazing how something so sweet&lt;br /&gt;Has come and rearranged my life&lt;br /&gt;I've been kissed by destiny&lt;br /&gt;Oh heaven came and saved me&lt;br /&gt;An angel was placed at my feet&lt;br /&gt;This isn't ordinary&lt;br /&gt;He's loving me 4 me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5099012-106995846681351864?l=sarahmckenney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099012/posts/default/106995846681351864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099012/posts/default/106995846681351864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahmckenney.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106995846681351864' title=''/><author><name>sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11949839969825218799</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-5099012.post-106980044413498941</id><published>2003-11-25T17:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-11-25T17:48:08.450-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>another day...another creepy conversation about std's and various body parts&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5099012-106980044413498941?l=sarahmckenney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099012/posts/default/106980044413498941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099012/posts/default/106980044413498941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahmckenney.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106980044413498941' title=''/><author><name>sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11949839969825218799</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-5099012.post-106952970101651220</id><published>2003-11-22T14:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-11-22T14:35:40.356-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>mwahahahhahaha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5099012-106952970101651220?l=sarahmckenney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099012/posts/default/106952970101651220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099012/posts/default/106952970101651220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahmckenney.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106952970101651220' title=''/><author><name>sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11949839969825218799</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-5099012.post-106952969325880554</id><published>2003-11-22T14:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-11-22T14:35:32.593-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="width: 400; text-align: center; font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 9pt;"&gt;&lt;p style="margin-right: 0; margin-left: 0; margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0; background: #7F0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Bill Gates&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;Circle I Limbo&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-right: 10; margin-left: 10; margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0; background: #8F0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Oakland Raider Fans&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;Circle II Whirling in a Dark &amp; Stormy Wind&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-right: 20; margin-left: 20; margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0; background: #9F0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Libertarians&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;Circle III Mud, Rain, Cold, Hail &amp; Snow&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-right: 30; margin-left: 30; margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0; background: #AF0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;General asshats&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;Circle IV Rolling Weights&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-right: 40; margin-left: 40; margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0; background: #BF0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Bill Clinton&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;Circle V Stuck in Mud, Mangled&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="border-style: solid none; border-color: black; background: white; margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0;"&gt;River Styx&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-right: 50; margin-left: 50; margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0; background: #CF0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The New York Yankees&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;Circle VI Buried for Eternity&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="border-style: solid none; border-color: black; background: white; margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0;"&gt;River Phlegyas&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-right: 60; margin-left: 60; margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0; background: #DF0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;George Bush&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;Circle VII Burning Sands&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-right: 70; margin-left: 70; margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0; background: #EF0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Osama bin Laden&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;Circle IIX Immersed in Excrement&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-right: 80; margin-left: 80; margin-top: 0; margin-bottom: 0; background: #FF0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Saddam Hussein&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;Circle IX Frozen in Ice&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gaydeceiver.com/misc/hell/" style="color: red;"&gt;Design your own hell&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5099012-106952969325880554?l=sarahmckenney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099012/posts/default/106952969325880554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099012/posts/default/106952969325880554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahmckenney.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106952969325880554' title=''/><author><name>sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11949839969825218799</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-5099012.post-106893623087583936</id><published>2003-11-15T17:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-11-15T17:44:21.106-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>well it seems that shane gave in&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5099012-106893623087583936?l=sarahmckenney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099012/posts/default/106893623087583936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099012/posts/default/106893623087583936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahmckenney.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106893623087583936' title=''/><author><name>sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11949839969825218799</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-5099012.post-106893232207562783</id><published>2003-11-15T16:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-11-15T16:39:12.326-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ALLRIGHT!  today was the all south jersey chorus audition.  i get to the school get on the bus and people are practice their songs.  the jr. high people were screaming their songs and im just like yeah they're gonna ruin their voices....hormones...sheesh.  when we get to the school i had to pee like you wouldn't believe.  so i walk with alyssa and erica to the bathroom.  we see sara, chelsea, sarah, and christina in the bathroom and we're like wow the bathrooms are really small!  well when we all leave we go to the warm up room and well warm up.  after the altos got warmed up me and becky walked to our audition rooms.  there was absolutly no line and barely any altos at all there so we're like ALL RIGHT SCORE!!  so there like 1 person in front of me so i wait for her and then go in.  and omg the guy who brought be in! HOTT!!  jesus.  i was like dying.  sizzle sizzle.  and since it was a blind audition the judges faced away from me.  i did my two diatonic scales and my chromatic scale.  and they were ok.  then i did turtle dove and that was ok too.  so then i leave and becky's like yay i heard you good job! and im like oh thanks!  so then i walk to the quartet room and walk in.  they couldn't read my number so i waited about 5 minutes and then walked in.  once again.  the guy who brought me into the room. omg.  he was even hotter.  then he played the cd and i got the note on the pitch pipe and did the whole do ti la sol thing.  then i accidently went to the soprano note on one part and i was thinkin oh crap.  so then i leave and wait for becky to do hers.  and she sounded really good! i hope we both make it.  then we walked to the cafeteria and got some stale nachos and i got some hershey's chocolate.  after that we went back up and waited with sara, sarah, christina, and chelsea.  after that we just walked around.  and then went back to the cafeteria.  then everyone was there but the guys.  and we're like where are they?? so me, becky, and jeremy go up to the tenor and bass floor.  we find cadence, brian, and kenny sitting.  im like whats taking so long.  and brian hadn't auditioned yet.  so while we were waiting we played kill, marry, or fuck.  which is you get 3 names and you have to say which one you wanna marry, which one you wanna kill, and which one you wanna fuck.  it was so hard!  haha.  but that was definetly my favorite part of the day!!!  i think the weirdest one was when kenny asked me about the beast, jafar, and abu.  haha.  oh man.  then everyone else comes up and we stop playing for some reasons.  brian gets in line and takes forever.  so me, cadence, becky, and jeremy went downstairs to find the bus.  but we got horribly lost.  and ended up in the cafeteria.  well we finally found our way outta there.  on the bus ride  i just listened to my cd player.  and tried to get jeremy to sit somewhere else cause he's real annoying heh.  then we get back and my mom doesn't come for like half an hour and i tried calling her cell but i got no answer so i start walking.  when i get halfway up school house road she gets there.  and then we went to wawa.  and then i came home.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5099012-106893232207562783?l=sarahmckenney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099012/posts/default/106893232207562783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099012/posts/default/106893232207562783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahmckenney.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106893232207562783' title=''/><author><name>sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11949839969825218799</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-5099012.post-106815872518647582</id><published>2003-11-06T17:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-11-06T17:52:56.403-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok i wanna keep my legs in one piece haha shane&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so ill post it here.  cause shane is big baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DaBestest  Name: hey&lt;br /&gt;Cowchpotaytoe: hello cheddar&lt;br /&gt;DaBestest  Name: hi mozzerella&lt;br /&gt;Cowchpotaytoe: haha yes!&lt;br /&gt;DaBestest  Name: :-D&lt;br /&gt;Cowchpotaytoe: i wanna have a conversation of blatant randomness today&lt;br /&gt;Cowchpotaytoe: shall we start with oysters?&lt;br /&gt;DaBestest  Name: the oyster queen owes me money&lt;br /&gt;Cowchpotaytoe: the money owes my an oyster queen&lt;br /&gt;DaBestest  Name: huh? haha&lt;br /&gt;Cowchpotaytoe: lol i just reversed your sentence, ho&lt;br /&gt;DaBestest  Name: ohhh&lt;br /&gt;DaBestest  Name: im a little slow ok?!&lt;br /&gt;Cowchpotaytoe: haha&lt;br /&gt;Cowchpotaytoe: shall we start on aquatic sponges now?&lt;br /&gt;DaBestest  Name: whats with your fascination with water thingies...&lt;br /&gt;Cowchpotaytoe: dunno&lt;br /&gt;Cowchpotaytoe: they're wet&lt;br /&gt;Cowchpotaytoe: like my vagina&lt;br /&gt;Cowchpotaytoe: haha&lt;br /&gt;DaBestest  Name: hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;DaBestest  Name: too much info bud&lt;br /&gt;Cowchpotaytoe: i had to tell somebody!&lt;br /&gt;DaBestest  Name: well thanks for bein honest?&lt;br /&gt;Cowchpotaytoe: yes i try&lt;br /&gt;Cowchpotaytoe: well, the sponges have been selling lettuce heads for the past eight weeks&lt;br /&gt;Cowchpotaytoe: they've only sold two&lt;br /&gt;DaBestest  Name: are they in need of money??&lt;br /&gt;Cowchpotaytoe: forty-three dollars and eight cents would be pleasurable&lt;br /&gt;DaBestest  Name: maybe they should go see the oyster queen.  unless she spent the money on some prostitue for her husband &lt;br /&gt;Cowchpotaytoe: her husband is the biggest mollusk slut around!&lt;br /&gt;DaBestest  Name: oh i know;-)&lt;br /&gt;Cowchpotaytoe: hey! how would you know?!&lt;br /&gt;DaBestest  Name: ohh i dunno&lt;br /&gt;Cowchpotaytoe: you screwed him didn't you?!&lt;br /&gt;DaBestest  Name: no my sister did that horny bitch&lt;br /&gt;Cowchpotaytoe: o&lt;br /&gt;Cowchpotaytoe: we should hit her with stuff&lt;br /&gt;Cowchpotaytoe: until she stops screwing mollusks&lt;br /&gt;DaBestest  Name: yeah!  lets throw condoms at her so she would learn that its possible to have little oyster babies withnout protection..yeah&lt;br /&gt;Cowchpotaytoe: amen!&lt;br /&gt;Cowchpotaytoe: or maybe we should arrange a band of sponge assassins to take out the oyster slut king and take his forty-three dollars and eight cents&lt;br /&gt;DaBestest  Name: hallelujah&lt;br /&gt;Cowchpotaytoe: we should beat our wives and have sex with out children!&lt;br /&gt;Cowchpotaytoe: ^ lmfao, i just heard someone on TV say that&lt;br /&gt;DaBestest  Name: haha&lt;br /&gt;DaBestest  Name: what channel?&lt;br /&gt;Cowchpotaytoe: E!&lt;br /&gt;DaBestest  Name: oh of course&lt;br /&gt;Cowchpotaytoe: with the exclamation point!&lt;br /&gt;DaBestest  Name: i turn it on and i see some kinda drug stuff&lt;br /&gt;Cowchpotaytoe: haha&lt;br /&gt;Cowchpotaytoe: haha they like drugs&lt;br /&gt;DaBestest  Name: who doesn't nowadays&lt;br /&gt;Cowchpotaytoe: the oyster queen?&lt;br /&gt;DaBestest  Name: maybeh&lt;br /&gt;Cowchpotaytoe: haha maybeh!&lt;br /&gt;DaBestest  Name: 8-)&lt;br /&gt;DaBestest  Name: i say we try to do everything on your list&lt;br /&gt;DaBestest  Name: while eating donuts&lt;br /&gt;Cowchpotaytoe: yes!&lt;br /&gt;Cowchpotaytoe: krispy kreme ones&lt;br /&gt;DaBestest  Name: i have some right now cause i went to dunkin donuts today&lt;br /&gt;Cowchpotaytoe: yay!&lt;br /&gt;Cowchpotaytoe: im coming over&lt;br /&gt;Cowchpotaytoe: to steal your pastries&lt;br /&gt;Cowchpotaytoe: and run&lt;br /&gt;DaBestest  Name: if you can get past the guards allright&lt;br /&gt;Cowchpotaytoe: they are winged, aren't they?&lt;br /&gt;DaBestest  Name: i dunno&lt;br /&gt;Cowchpotaytoe: go check!&lt;br /&gt;DaBestest  Name: but the first thing i wanna do is call a priest a boy toucher yessum&lt;br /&gt;Cowchpotaytoe: me too!&lt;br /&gt;Cowchpotaytoe: maybe the guards are priests&lt;br /&gt;DaBestest  Name: they're too far from here! the guards are toooooo faar&lt;br /&gt;DaBestest  Name: im thirsty&lt;br /&gt;DaBestest  Name: brb&lt;br /&gt;Cowchpotaytoe: no!&lt;br /&gt;Cowchpotaytoe: drink me&lt;br /&gt;Cowchpotaytoe: haha&lt;br /&gt;DaBestest  Name: thats one of my friends screen names actually&lt;br /&gt;Cowchpotaytoe: yea i know&lt;br /&gt;Cowchpotaytoe: ashleigh&lt;br /&gt;DaBestest  Name: different ashley&lt;br /&gt;Cowchpotaytoe: o&lt;br /&gt;DaBestest  Name: screen name on aim&lt;br /&gt;Cowchpotaytoe: o&lt;br /&gt;DaBestest  Name: she copied it cause she was jealous hah&lt;br /&gt;Cowchpotaytoe: that was truly a most blatantly random conversation&lt;br /&gt;DaBestest  Name: my moms makin tortelini&lt;br /&gt;Cowchpotaytoe: yum yum&lt;br /&gt;DaBestest  Name: mmmmmm num num&lt;br /&gt;Cowchpotaytoe: haha num num?&lt;br /&gt;DaBestest  Name: num nums&lt;br /&gt;DaBestest  Name: yup&lt;br /&gt;DaBestest  Name: and yes this was random&lt;br /&gt;DaBestest  Name: just about as random as the one i immortilized for all time&lt;br /&gt;Cowchpotaytoe: yay random!&lt;br /&gt;Cowchpotaytoe: unless your computer melts...or flies away&lt;br /&gt;DaBestest  Name: i regulate a good room temperature and secure my computer to the desk to keep that from happening&lt;br /&gt;Cowchpotaytoe: haha&lt;br /&gt;Cowchpotaytoe: i just imagined my computer sprouting wings and flying out the window&lt;br /&gt;DaBestest  Name: haha&lt;br /&gt;DaBestest  Name: i imagined it melting into a little puddle like a snowman in jly&lt;br /&gt;DaBestest  Name: july**&lt;br /&gt;Cowchpotaytoe: hah&lt;br /&gt;Cowchpotaytoe: my computer just started melting&lt;br /&gt;Cowchpotaytoe: its running down my leg&lt;br /&gt;DaBestest  Name: that can't be healthy&lt;br /&gt;DaBestest  Name: next time you wash use mustard mixed with mayonaise to get the melted computer off&lt;br /&gt;Cowchpotaytoe: o ill do it&lt;br /&gt;DaBestest  Name: im sure you will&lt;br /&gt;DaBestest  Name: is it raining?&lt;br /&gt;Cowchpotaytoe: dont thibnk so&lt;br /&gt;DaBestest  Name: i could've sworn i heard it..&lt;br /&gt;Cowchpotaytoe: lol&lt;br /&gt;Cowchpotaytoe: that's my computer beeping as it flies over your house&lt;br /&gt;DaBestest  Name: ::looks out window:: oh yes::waves::&lt;br /&gt;Cowchpotaytoe: haha&lt;br /&gt;DaBestest  Name: you're computer is very nice:-)&lt;br /&gt;Cowchpotaytoe: he cyberly waved back&lt;br /&gt;DaBestest  Name: 8-)&lt;br /&gt;Cowchpotaytoe: ooops, the oyster queen just ate his wings and my computer fell from the sky into the sea. the sponges just caught him with their sponginess&lt;br /&gt;Cowchpotaytoe: (yes, my computer is a he)&lt;br /&gt;DaBestest  Name: oh no!  we must save him&lt;br /&gt;Cowchpotaytoe: lol yes&lt;br /&gt;DaBestest  Name: we can take my secret land to sea portal&lt;br /&gt;Cowchpotaytoe: woot!&lt;br /&gt;DaBestest  Name: just close your eyes and imagine your there.  keep them closed and voila your there!  &lt;br /&gt;Cowchpotaytoe: hey! im there&lt;br /&gt;Cowchpotaytoe: yay! i just drowned!&lt;br /&gt;DaBestest  Name: um yay?&lt;br /&gt;Cowchpotaytoe: yes&lt;br /&gt;Cowchpotaytoe: drowning causes the sausage fairy to bring me back to life and to enlarge the worldwide population of sponges, thus saving the life of my computer&lt;br /&gt;DaBestest  Name: yay!&lt;br /&gt;DaBestest  Name: i think i understood that!&lt;br /&gt;DaBestest  Name: is that why theres an army of sponges outside of my house screaming that they want their square pants or they'll take over the world?&lt;br /&gt;Cowchpotaytoe: yes&lt;br /&gt;Cowchpotaytoe: exactly&lt;br /&gt;DaBestest  Name: oh&lt;br /&gt;DaBestest  Name: well&lt;br /&gt;Cowchpotaytoe: give them pantaloons!&lt;br /&gt;DaBestest  Name: but idont have any squaer shaped ones&lt;br /&gt;Cowchpotaytoe: i have 24&lt;br /&gt;Cowchpotaytoe: and two others are triangles&lt;br /&gt;DaBestest  Name: 1...2...3...theres 25 out there!&lt;br /&gt;Cowchpotaytoe: those are for the deformed sponges&lt;br /&gt;Cowchpotaytoe: hmmmmmm&lt;br /&gt;Cowchpotaytoe: that means that we need scissors!&lt;br /&gt;Cowchpotaytoe: and an ostrich&lt;br /&gt;Cowchpotaytoe: and very hairy ostrich&lt;br /&gt;DaBestest  Name: i have an ostrich&lt;br /&gt;Cowchpotaytoe: bring it here, man!&lt;br /&gt;DaBestest  Name: we keep him in the backyard to provide the family with omelettes&lt;br /&gt;Cowchpotaytoe: clever&lt;br /&gt;DaBestest  Name:  i know&lt;br /&gt;DaBestest  Name: it was MY idea&lt;br /&gt;Cowchpotaytoe: im cutting the ostrich&lt;br /&gt;Cowchpotaytoe: with my scissors&lt;br /&gt;DaBestest  Name: oh now dont cut it!&lt;br /&gt;Cowchpotaytoe: to provide pseudo-square pants for the sponge&lt;br /&gt;DaBestest  Name: dont bring the ostrich into this&lt;br /&gt;Cowchpotaytoe: i already have&lt;br /&gt;Cowchpotaytoe: and here's the pants!&lt;br /&gt;Cowchpotaytoe: (the ostrich is lying on the floor, butchered)&lt;br /&gt;DaBestest  Name: :-(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there i hope your happy =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think ill stop now&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5099012-106815872518647582?l=sarahmckenney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099012/posts/default/106815872518647582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099012/posts/default/106815872518647582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahmckenney.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106815872518647582' title=''/><author><name>sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11949839969825218799</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-5099012.post-106808955292992216</id><published>2003-11-05T22:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-11-05T22:32:50.543-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i just have to immortilize this convo for all time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DaBestest  Name: :-D&lt;br /&gt;tohot4u2touch87: aaaaaaaah!&lt;br /&gt;DaBestest  Name: haha&lt;br /&gt;tohot4u2touch87: LOL&lt;br /&gt;tohot4u2touch87: leave meh so me comments&lt;br /&gt;DaBestest  Name: woah&lt;br /&gt;tohot4u2touch87: LOL j/k&lt;br /&gt;DaBestest  Name: :-)&lt;br /&gt;DaBestest  Name: meh so me?&lt;br /&gt;tohot4u2touch87: wat?&lt;br /&gt;tohot4u2touch87: LOL&lt;br /&gt;DaBestest  Name: ohhh&lt;br /&gt;DaBestest  Name: ok&lt;br /&gt;DaBestest  Name: nvm&lt;br /&gt;tohot4u2touch87: :-P&lt;br /&gt;tohot4u2touch87: i'm j/k&lt;br /&gt;tohot4u2touch87: heheh&lt;br /&gt;DaBestest  Name: hehe&lt;br /&gt;DaBestest  Name: so waaassup&lt;br /&gt;DaBestest  Name: i saw you after school!! haha&lt;br /&gt;tohot4u2touch87: yeah!&lt;br /&gt;tohot4u2touch87: LOl&lt;br /&gt;DaBestest  Name: i was like hi and you were like hi and we were like heyyyy&lt;br /&gt;tohot4u2touch87: HAHAHHAHA&lt;br /&gt;tohot4u2touch87: the end!&lt;br /&gt;tohot4u2touch87: lol j/k&lt;br /&gt;DaBestest  Name: hshs&lt;br /&gt;DaBestest  Name: haha**&lt;br /&gt;tohot4u2touch87: shsh&lt;br /&gt;tohot4u2touch87: HAHAH&lt;br /&gt;DaBestest  Name: hshs im hissing at you! rawr&lt;br /&gt;tohot4u2touch87: hahahah woahhhh gRrrr&lt;br /&gt;tohot4u2touch87: LOL&lt;br /&gt;tohot4u2touch87: * defensive *&lt;br /&gt;tohot4u2touch87: sike&lt;br /&gt;tohot4u2touch87: hahah&lt;br /&gt;DaBestest  Name: haha&lt;br /&gt;DaBestest  Name: *offensive* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*pounce*&lt;br /&gt;tohot4u2touch87: HAHAHAHHAHA&lt;br /&gt;tohot4u2touch87: LMBO&lt;br /&gt;tohot4u2touch87: *defensive* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                     *fire attack*&lt;br /&gt;tohot4u2touch87: LOL sike!&lt;br /&gt;DaBestest  Name: haha&lt;br /&gt;DaBestest  Name: we're havin an online battle!&lt;br /&gt;DaBestest  Name: oh man i just read this convo from the top and it made no sense&lt;br /&gt;tohot4u2touch87: AAAAHAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;DaBestest  Name: yeah haha&lt;br /&gt;DaBestest  Name: oh i just remembered&lt;br /&gt;DaBestest  Name: no school till wednesday &lt;br /&gt;tohot4u2touch87: yes!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;tohot4u2touch87: :D&lt;br /&gt;tohot4u2touch87: that's y i'm sooo #@$%$&amp; LOL&lt;br /&gt;DaBestest  Name: %@$(%@$^*((#($@!)#!@#@#_)%)&lt;br /&gt;DaBestest  Name: haha&lt;br /&gt;tohot4u2touch87: lol&lt;br /&gt;DaBestest  Name: well we're always #%(#^(#&lt;br /&gt;tohot4u2touch87: yes yes tru that!&lt;br /&gt;tohot4u2touch87: LOL&lt;br /&gt;DaBestest  Name: yeah we got blonde in our brains&lt;br /&gt;tohot4u2touch87:  hahah yeah! &lt;br /&gt;tohot4u2touch87: nd hearts&lt;br /&gt;tohot4u2touch87: LOL&lt;br /&gt;DaBestest  Name: yeah yeah&lt;br /&gt;DaBestest  Name: haha&lt;br /&gt;tohot4u2touch87: :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5099012-106808955292992216?l=sarahmckenney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099012/posts/default/106808955292992216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099012/posts/default/106808955292992216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahmckenney.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106808955292992216' title=''/><author><name>sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11949839969825218799</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-5099012.post-106808204899520846</id><published>2003-11-05T20:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-11-05T20:27:46.560-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>DaBestest  Name: "daisy" is sluttier than ever&lt;br /&gt;overissuechic: HAHAHAAHAHAH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know who she is.  jenn knows who she is.  but do you??? nooo.  and you never will haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH.....MY....GOD!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;i just found out that mary is doing evita too!!!  oh this is gonna rock!  i haven't seen her since august 16! hahaha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5099012-106808204899520846?l=sarahmckenney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099012/posts/default/106808204899520846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099012/posts/default/106808204899520846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahmckenney.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106808204899520846' title=''/><author><name>sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11949839969825218799</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-5099012.post-106790692958622776</id><published>2003-11-03T19:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-11-03T19:49:04.200-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i dont feel like updating anymore..but i do it anyway&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5099012-106790692958622776?l=sarahmckenney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099012/posts/default/106790692958622776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099012/posts/default/106790692958622776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahmckenney.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106790692958622776' title=''/><author><name>sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11949839969825218799</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-5099012.post-106721516798442833</id><published>2003-10-26T19:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-10-26T19:39:32.216-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>id just like to say that just because you're not on the "cool people" list does not mean you're not cool!  so stop yelling at me!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just make a journal and you'll get on it jeez.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5099012-106721516798442833?l=sarahmckenney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099012/posts/default/106721516798442833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099012/posts/default/106721516798442833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahmckenney.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106721516798442833' title=''/><author><name>sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11949839969825218799</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-5099012.post-106712272770461297</id><published>2003-10-25T18:58:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-10-25T18:58:50.263-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>where do little kids get so much energy! i am sooo exhausted!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5099012-106712272770461297?l=sarahmckenney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099012/posts/default/106712272770461297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099012/posts/default/106712272770461297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahmckenney.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106712272770461297' title=''/><author><name>sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11949839969825218799</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-5099012.post-106684658937598616</id><published>2003-10-22T14:16:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-10-22T14:16:29.270-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey guess what?! im updating from the library!!! im supposed to be working on my jim crow laws project but ohhhh wellllll&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5099012-106684658937598616?l=sarahmckenney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099012/posts/default/106684658937598616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099012/posts/default/106684658937598616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahmckenney.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106684658937598616' title=''/><author><name>sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11949839969825218799</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-5099012.post-106678480553522454</id><published>2003-10-21T21:06:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-10-21T21:06:45.623-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yay! my mom says that i can probably do guys and dolls if i can get a ride.  woohoo!  sexxxxy benny! =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy 17th to stacy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need to talk to ellen or liz badly.  they need to move back so we can do bff things again!  ='(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and ashley are so much alike that we get the same results on our fitness tests! hehe.  yeah good times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hummmmm.......................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5099012-106678480553522454?l=sarahmckenney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099012/posts/default/106678480553522454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099012/posts/default/106678480553522454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahmckenney.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106678480553522454' title=''/><author><name>sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11949839969825218799</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-5099012.post-106668983333193829</id><published>2003-10-20T18:43:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-10-20T18:43:52.936-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yay new template thanks to chris who helped me big time! thank you thank you thank you chris!!!  we went through the frustration together but came out victorious!!!! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5099012-106668983333193829?l=sarahmckenney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099012/posts/default/106668983333193829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099012/posts/default/106668983333193829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahmckenney.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106668983333193829' title=''/><author><name>sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11949839969825218799</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-5099012.post-106624907731480744</id><published>2003-10-15T16:17:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-10-15T16:17:57.233-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i wonder if mary got her garlic bread....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5099012-106624907731480744?l=sarahmckenney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099012/posts/default/106624907731480744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099012/posts/default/106624907731480744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahmckenney.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106624907731480744' title=''/><author><name>sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11949839969825218799</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-5099012.post-106624875689114636</id><published>2003-10-15T16:12:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-10-15T16:12:36.893-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>well today i had major painful cramps. so i didn't dress for gym class. but mr. smith said that i needed a note...its not like i plan these things to happen!!! geez. so ashley gave me some motrin but i said that there was no way i could ever swallow those pills cause they were real big. then ashley says oh well give me anything and i can swallow it i can swallow things this big! then me and azema started crackin up cause of course we have dirty minds haha. she was like i didn't mean it i didn't mean it! ohh good times good times. then in choir mr. taylor lost my application for south jersey chorus so i yelled at him and filled out another one heh. and in algebra we had to a test that i couldn't finish cause the teacher is insane and won't let us use calculators on all these decimal division and stuff. i hate algebra!!! grrrr. in lunch i found some nyquil pills that i left in my purse since like febraury haha. and reshma was admiring lynsey's condoms. im like you've never seen any before?? and she says hey are these for after school is that why you have them?? and lynsey says what?!?! are you kidding??? they're for saturday! haha oh i love lunch this year =). and in play practice we learned how to dance. and i was coming out of a twirl and i slipped and fell on the stage. it hurt but i was fine haha. then there was no room at all on the bus so people were sitting in people's laps. arg i hate my bus soooooo much! ok i can't think of anything else to write now. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5099012-106624875689114636?l=sarahmckenney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099012/posts/default/106624875689114636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099012/posts/default/106624875689114636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahmckenney.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106624875689114636' title=''/><author><name>sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11949839969825218799</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-5099012.post-106574607903873857</id><published>2003-10-09T20:34:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-10-09T20:34:38.763-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I went to college night and i found A LOT of schools i wanna apply to &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Roger Williams University, RI&lt;br /&gt;Messiah College, PA&lt;br /&gt;Columbia College Chicago, IL&lt;br /&gt;UConn, CT&lt;br /&gt;Arcadia University, PA&lt;br /&gt;Averett University, VA&lt;br /&gt;University of Bridgeport, CT&lt;br /&gt;Marywood University, PA&lt;br /&gt;Mercer Community College, NJ&lt;br /&gt;Pace University, NY&lt;br /&gt;Montclaire State University, NJ&lt;br /&gt;Rutgers University, NJ&lt;br /&gt;UARTS, PA&lt;br /&gt;School of South Carolina, SC&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5099012-106574607903873857?l=sarahmckenney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099012/posts/default/106574607903873857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099012/posts/default/106574607903873857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahmckenney.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106574607903873857' title=''/><author><name>sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11949839969825218799</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-5099012.post-106547873913731273</id><published>2003-10-06T18:18:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-10-06T19:07:22.720-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>DaBestest Name: dude stop that!&lt;br /&gt;Blac Goth Raven: o you stop that dude&lt;br /&gt;DaBestest Name: duuuuuude!&lt;br /&gt;Blac Goth Raven: sweeeeeeeeeeeeeet&lt;br /&gt;DaBestest Name: we have such productive conversations&lt;br /&gt;Blac Goth Raven: i kno :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DaBestest  Name: NO!&lt;br /&gt;Blac Goth Raven: yes&lt;br /&gt;DaBestest  Name: NO NO NO!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Blac Goth Raven: uh huh&lt;br /&gt;DaBestest  Name: noooooo:'(&lt;br /&gt;Blac Goth Raven: yes&lt;br /&gt;DaBestest  Name: once again very productive conversation&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5099012-106547873913731273?l=sarahmckenney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099012/posts/default/106547873913731273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099012/posts/default/106547873913731273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahmckenney.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106547873913731273' title=''/><author><name>sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11949839969825218799</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-5099012.post-106537532585770489</id><published>2003-10-05T13:35:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-10-05T13:35:25.483-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>well here's something that i found today=) i cant believe i keep these ancient things&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and just a quote from a different entry----"We had to fight the intruders cause they tried to take the magic rock"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Febraury 12, 1995&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a guy in a big yellow hat walking by my house and i want his hat.  It's yellow.  i like yellow.  but my mom says i cant wear hats inside so i wont steal it i guess.  But today at school i was in music class and we are gonna be doing a play thing.  he said we'll all have to act well so we look good on the stage.  i just wanna know what we have to act like.  he never told us!  but we don't have a stage.  unless the gym with the big poles in the middle count as a stage.  we have to sing.  and we have to learn words.  oh the guy with the hat is back and he's walking up the driveway.  im gonna go tell him i like his hat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;strange strange i know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5099012-106537532585770489?l=sarahmckenney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099012/posts/default/106537532585770489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099012/posts/default/106537532585770489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahmckenney.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106537532585770489' title=''/><author><name>sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11949839969825218799</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-5099012.post-106536230750571720</id><published>2003-10-05T09:58:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-10-05T09:58:27.683-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hmmm...well im thinking about putting something from my personal journal in here...but then i rethink it and i think...maybe someday.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5099012-106536230750571720?l=sarahmckenney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099012/posts/default/106536230750571720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099012/posts/default/106536230750571720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahmckenney.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106536230750571720' title=''/><author><name>sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11949839969825218799</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-5099012.post-106522507407610155</id><published>2003-10-03T19:51:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-10-04T12:59:00.210-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today is a day for writing things that only people who were there would understand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-wee ooo wee ooo weee ooo CRASH!&lt;br /&gt;-hardhick&lt;br /&gt;-matrix jump!*crack*&lt;br /&gt;-the locust mary&lt;br /&gt;-one more time!  &lt;br /&gt;but we did it one more time 10 times ago! &lt;br /&gt;ONE MORE TIME!!&lt;br /&gt;-paul the hott president&lt;br /&gt;-maybeh&lt;br /&gt;-lookie present!*smack* DEVIN ARE YOU OK?!??!!&lt;br /&gt;-trampoline injuries&lt;br /&gt;-oh my god you have a carpet!!&lt;br /&gt;-judges like costumes so wear a costume next time!&lt;br /&gt;-spill it reshma!&lt;br /&gt;-ULTIMATE BALL!!&lt;br /&gt;-Grace: look at the people running on treadmills in that window&lt;br /&gt;me: oh where?!?!&lt;br /&gt;-that one going to the bathroom monologue&lt;br /&gt;-Mary: is her hair sizzling?&lt;br /&gt;Jess: WHAT?!?!&lt;br /&gt;-Rachel: yo whats up*pop*&lt;br /&gt;Me: oh my god! the pen went through the bed its deflating!!!&lt;br /&gt;-Target!&lt;br /&gt;-wally world&lt;br /&gt;-Turn left, then right, then straight for 50 miles&lt;br /&gt;-Ashley: Sara you're fired&lt;br /&gt;-We play hide and seek but only on fridays&lt;br /&gt;-The sun'll come out....next wednesday!!&lt;br /&gt;-tuuurn arooound&lt;br /&gt;-i missed the chair&lt;br /&gt;-the toilet seat is telling me im fat and ugly......&lt;br /&gt;-SALIVATE!&lt;br /&gt;-Guy: oh watch out for those south jersey kids they think they have their own state&lt;br /&gt;Emily: own state? how bout own country!&lt;br /&gt;-can i have some of your chicken thats not chicken?&lt;br /&gt;-that avril lavine look alike that was into nathan&lt;br /&gt;-if you're gonna be in the guys room then the door has to be wiiiiiide open!&lt;br /&gt;-oh yeah he fell for absolutly no reason&lt;br /&gt;-uh oh rosa parks is here....&lt;br /&gt;-Me: oh no!! im a product of crayola!!!!&lt;br /&gt;-Me: lets jump in a pool with all our clothes still on!&lt;br /&gt;Ellen: in a thunderstorm?? HELL YEAH!&lt;br /&gt;-Me: do you always get this high from incense?&lt;br /&gt;Ellen: yup&lt;br /&gt;-that cowboy&lt;br /&gt;-buttons&lt;br /&gt;-me and ellen making our own music videos&lt;br /&gt;-flatfoot&lt;br /&gt;-mine and shane's version of the hard knock life&lt;br /&gt;-baaaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok ok ok thats all for now&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5099012-106522507407610155?l=sarahmckenney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099012/posts/default/106522507407610155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099012/posts/default/106522507407610155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahmckenney.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106522507407610155' title=''/><author><name>sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11949839969825218799</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-5099012.post-106505237650320638</id><published>2003-10-01T19:52:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-10-01T19:52:56.763-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey! im in such a good mood!!!!  i have a feeling something exciting is gonna happen but im not gonna say cause it'll jynx it.  ill tell ya if it happens.  hehe.  well i've been sick a lot lately.  but it hasn't been sick stay home sick.  its been sick drive me fuckin crazy sick yep.  i could barely sing in choir today and mr. taylor noticed and he talked to me after class and was like are you ok?? you usually sing out.  grr i hate being sick!!!!  i wish i could be healthy again.  OH! and the 500 building is getting new curtains for the stage!! yay!!! its about time.  those old ones are gettin really....old...yeah.  and dont you hate it when you're in gym and you're playing ultimate ball and the other team is EXTREMELY competitive??  its just a game jeez.  the other team was  really taking it seriously.  there were some fights here and there.  mostly about whether it was in or out.  they play dirty!  rawr!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been playing the piano a lot more lately.  i find its very relaxing when you're playing a song right.  but it takes me a while to get it right cause i cant sight read music on the piano very well.  but i take it one bar at a time woohoo!  but i think that sometimes i might be stressing myself too much.  thats why right now my msn messanger name says "Sarah is stressed"  cause i am.  i really think that i just might do very very very very badly in english this year.  we're doing a lot of grammar stuff and i've never been good in that!  :(.  but this is what i get for taking honors english i guess.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my sister is watching dora the explorer&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5099012-106505237650320638?l=sarahmckenney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099012/posts/default/106505237650320638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099012/posts/default/106505237650320638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahmckenney.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106505237650320638' title=''/><author><name>sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11949839969825218799</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-5099012.post-106488456581810725</id><published>2003-09-29T21:16:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-09-29T21:16:05.800-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i added a link to a poetry page that i've kinda forgotten about but i will try to update that as much as i update this:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by the way i decided to go to homecoming......hated it...ok bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5099012-106488456581810725?l=sarahmckenney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099012/posts/default/106488456581810725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099012/posts/default/106488456581810725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahmckenney.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106488456581810725' title=''/><author><name>sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11949839969825218799</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-5099012.post-106400792455395393</id><published>2003-09-19T17:45:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-09-19T17:46:48.653-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Things to do before i die:&lt;br /&gt;Play Sandy in Grease&lt;br /&gt;Go to UARTS&lt;br /&gt;Live in New York&lt;br /&gt;Make All South Jersey Chorus&lt;br /&gt;Kick a certain girl in the face&lt;br /&gt;Move out &lt;br /&gt;Get a boyfriend who won't abuse me&lt;br /&gt;Sing a duet with Kelly Clarkson&lt;br /&gt;Make it on American Idol&lt;br /&gt;Swim with dolphins&lt;br /&gt;Pass math&lt;br /&gt;bring my fish back to life&lt;br /&gt;Learn how to jitterbug&lt;br /&gt;Make a good grilled cheese&lt;br /&gt;Get my old room back&lt;br /&gt;Get back my natural hair color&lt;br /&gt;Make a CD&lt;br /&gt;Have a jello filled pool and see how long it lasts&lt;br /&gt;Kill commercials&lt;br /&gt;Get through the first level of Alice&lt;br /&gt;Have a room like Niki's&lt;br /&gt;Donate my voice to Disney&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think thats it......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5099012-106400792455395393?l=sarahmckenney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099012/posts/default/106400792455395393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099012/posts/default/106400792455395393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahmckenney.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106400792455395393' title=''/><author><name>sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11949839969825218799</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-5099012.post-106354678014942364</id><published>2003-09-14T09:39:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-09-14T09:40:19.263-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I follow the night&lt;br /&gt;Can't stand the light&lt;br /&gt;When will I begin&lt;br /&gt;To live again?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day I'll fly away&lt;br /&gt;Leave all this to yesterday&lt;br /&gt;What more could your Love do for me?&lt;br /&gt;When will Love be through with me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why live life from dream to dream?&lt;br /&gt;And dread the day when dreaming ends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day I'll fly away&lt;br /&gt;Leave all this to yesterday&lt;br /&gt;Why live life from dream to dream?&lt;br /&gt;And dread the day when dreaming ends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day I'll fly away&lt;br /&gt;Fly, fly away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one day i will fly away. far far from here!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5099012-106354678014942364?l=sarahmckenney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099012/posts/default/106354678014942364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099012/posts/default/106354678014942364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahmckenney.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106354678014942364' title=''/><author><name>sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11949839969825218799</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-5099012.post-106341808184171300</id><published>2003-09-12T21:54:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-09-12T21:54:41.646-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>http://triggur.org/names/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go there.  funny stuff&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5099012-106341808184171300?l=sarahmckenney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099012/posts/default/106341808184171300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099012/posts/default/106341808184171300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahmckenney.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106341808184171300' title=''/><author><name>sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11949839969825218799</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-5099012.post-106305012385447335</id><published>2003-09-08T15:42:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-09-08T15:42:03.766-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok no more shoutbox for now&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5099012-106305012385447335?l=sarahmckenney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099012/posts/default/106305012385447335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099012/posts/default/106305012385447335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahmckenney.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106305012385447335' title=''/><author><name>sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11949839969825218799</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-5099012.post-106304949365387939</id><published>2003-09-08T15:31:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-09-08T15:31:33.610-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh and if anyone can help me get the shoutbox into the actual journal area that would be great!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>once again a new layout cause someone was yelling at me for changing the layout and not giving him credit for it when i DID!!!!!! i would never not give anyone credit for something they did!!!! argh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5099012-106304945544431464?l=sarahmckenney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099012/posts/default/106304945544431464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099012/posts/default/106304945544431464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahmckenney.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106304945544431464' title=''/><author><name>sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11949839969825218799</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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title=''/><author><name>sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11949839969825218799</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-5099012.post-106280065592675893</id><published>2003-09-05T18:24:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-09-05T18:24:15.923-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey.  its been a tradition with my journals to post my schedule. soooo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HR: 111&lt;br /&gt;1st: Lab Bio 205&lt;br /&gt;2nd: Band 502/Lab Bio on Fridays&lt;br /&gt;3rd: Gym&lt;br /&gt;4th: Lunch&lt;br /&gt;5th: Advanced Acting 503&lt;br /&gt;6th: Concert Choir 701&lt;br /&gt;7th: Algebra 1 412&lt;br /&gt;8th: AP U.S. History 1 102 *don't know why though.....*&lt;br /&gt;9th: Honors English 2 405&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so far school is ok.  i have gotten some homework but it was all easy stuff....so yeah.  next week is the fall play audition woo woo.  and then maaaaybe a guys and dolls audition.  hopefully i can do that.  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5099012-106280065592675893?l=sarahmckenney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099012/posts/default/106280065592675893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099012/posts/default/106280065592675893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahmckenney.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106280065592675893' title=''/><author><name>sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11949839969825218799</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-5099012.post-106177699701956944</id><published>2003-08-24T22:03:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-08-24T22:03:17.030-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok i added mary to my friends list.  im not sure if many people who read this will know her though.......&lt;br /&gt;ok update on my horrible vacation that i just copied and pasted from my other a lot more active journal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the car ride was horrible. my sisters were whining and my dad was yelling and i had to sit through 8 hours of it. when we got there i took a nap. the first day nothing happened. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 2- we went to the beach and i had a great time. we saw some dolphins and i went out on the boogie board and had a lot of fun. then i took another nap cause i was really tired. when i woke up i was feeling really crummy. so i just lay down in bed for a while. then my mom said she was going to Wings and i love that store so i went with her. when we were there i was looking at bathing suits and i was feeling very nausious(sp?) and i had to sit down. when i had a pair of shoes that im wearing right now actually i told mom that i didn't feel good. she got my sister and said that she had to take me back to the beach house but she wanted to try on 3 bathing suits and ran to the dressing room and locked the door. so i had to sit outside the door and wait and wait. i was feeling really really dizzy and she was taking forever. when she finally came out i ran to the car and mom drove home. i laid in bed and tried to sleep but my head hurt and i was feeling really sick. a couple hours later i threw up in the bathroom and my mom took my temperature and it was 102. the highest it was all week was 103. she said to rest in bed. i pretty much stayed there the rest of the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 3- i wake up from a restless night and later at around 3 my mom takes me to the ER. they take me in and do some stuff like blood pressure then they put me in a room and im lying down on the bed dizzy. then the doctor comes in and says that he'll need to do some cat scans and give me some iv's. then i really get scared and i start crying and saying that im gonna die cause im very over dramatic. they wheel me to a real bed and put an iv in my arm. i'd only had one before back in 6th grade. and it hurts! i cried some more. then they wheeled me down and i had to switch onto the cat scan bed. then the nurse asks me if there's any chance that i might be pregnant. and i say that there can't be at all. but she doesn't believe me and i have to get back onto the other bed and go take a pregnancy test. they look at my bloodwork and then i go back to the catscan and get scanned. i don't like the scan. i hated it. then they wheel me to a room and im there alone for about an hour. then they come back and say that im going to have to stay the night. i was really unhappy there. my room was a basic hospital room nothing special. and i was doomed to another restless night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 4-i wake up after i long night of constant nurse checking ins with my temp and blood pressure and i hated it! i watched some tv but then turned it off cause it gave me a headache and tried to sleep. but they wanted me to walk around so i walked down to the nursery. and i saw a little tiny baby girl. and that made me smile a little. then i went back and i threw up more times. basically it was just more of the same stuff as the day before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 5- now they start to feed me. but its a liquid diet. since i had a kidney infection they had to get me to go to the bathroom a lot. and it was gross disgustion hospital food. and then i find out that i can see the ocean from my window. but im facing away from it from my bed. i had 5 needles stuck in me. on my left arm i had one from the first day that was in for about 3 days. and one in my right arm that was there for a couple hours cause it hurt soooooooo much. two in my right hand from when they drew blood and from when the put the iv in and then took it out cause there was o vein there. and then one in my right wrist that was there for one day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 6-this is the day i get out! my fever is down and im feeling fine. i go home after happily sayin so long to my bed. i get back to the house and i just relax. i go to the beach and the water is FREEZING. figures. so we leave and get ready to go shopping. we go to a place called timbuktu that has a bunch of shops. i get a bathing suit and some fudge. we go out to dinner at the seaside cafe. its right next to the bay. then we go home and i go to bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 7- its time to go home so we pack everything up and leave. we have breakfast at stack em high then get on the road. i remember seeing a truck full of cows and i laughed hehe. there was this motorcycle gang that seemed to be following us through delaware. and the entire ride gave me a headache.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the end &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5099012-106177699701956944?l=sarahmckenney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099012/posts/default/106177699701956944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099012/posts/default/106177699701956944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahmckenney.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106177699701956944' title=''/><author><name>sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11949839969825218799</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-5099012.post-106073322522160629</id><published>2003-08-12T20:07:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-08-12T20:07:05.193-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/F/fireyprincess4u/1059423405_rieldisney.jpg" border="0" alt="Ariel"&gt;&lt;br&gt;You are Ariel from The Little Mermaid!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/fireyprincess4u/quizzes/What%20Disney%20Princess%20are%20you%3F/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;What Disney Princess are you?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay!! my favorite movie!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/C/coolcatcatherine/1059512029_shappyeyes.jpg" border="0" alt="Your: Happy eyes! Your cheerfull, bright and always want to try something new. Your inquisitive and quite lovable. You have many friends and will succseed in life."&gt;&lt;br&gt;Your: Happy eyes! Your cheerfull, bright and always&lt;br&gt;want to try something new. Your inquisitive and&lt;br&gt;quite lovable. You have many friends and will&lt;br&gt;succseed in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/coolcatcatherine/quizzes/What%20type%20of%20eyes%20do%20you%20have%3F/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;What type of eyes do you have?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woohoo im happy........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/S/SpazMatazz/1042696403_esh2ogddss.jpg" border="0" alt="Water Goddess"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Water Goddess. You like peace and serenity and are&lt;br&gt;usually content with life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/SpazMatazz/quizzes/What%20element%20would%20you%20rein%20over%3F%20(For%20Girls)/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;What element would you rein over? (For Girls)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ooooo pretty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/P/pressthebigredbutton/1055173224_CRussellquizdemocrat.jpg" border="0" alt="Democrat"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Threat rating: High. The Bush administration is&lt;br&gt;concerned that it may not get a second term.&lt;br&gt;Therefore, we are going to change the rules so&lt;br&gt;that each Democrat vote only counts as 0.2&lt;br&gt;votes because Democrat is a shorter word than&lt;br&gt;Republican&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/pressthebigredbutton/quizzes/What%20threat%20to%20the%20Bush%20administration%20are%20you%3F/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;What threat to the Bush administration are you?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;am i?? i dont really know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/U/uth0ughtwr0ng/1060667239_ureskellly.jpg" border="0" alt="kelly"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Kelly Clarkson.. you are the girl next door. You&lt;br&gt;are the biggest dork but the coolest person to&lt;br&gt;be around. You love everyone.. and everyone&lt;br&gt;loves you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/uth0ughtwr0ng/quizzes/which%20season%20one%20american%20idol%20are%20you%3F/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;which season one american idol are you?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow im a star go me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5099012-106073322522160629?l=sarahmckenney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099012/posts/default/106073322522160629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099012/posts/default/106073322522160629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahmckenney.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106073322522160629' title=''/><author><name>sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11949839969825218799</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-5099012.post-106065435858517987</id><published>2003-08-11T22:12:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-08-11T22:12:38.583-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table border='1' cellspacing='0' cellpadding='2' align='center'&gt;&lt;form action='http://memegen.deskslave.org/viewmeme.pl?un=Sari&amp;meme=1060343392' method='POST'&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;th colspan=2 bgcolor='#000000'&gt;&lt;font color='#DDDD88'&gt;Who Will You Marry? 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ok.  i get to dance.  we wait around for victor to get there and while thats going on ashliegh teaches me how to cartwheel.  and i can do a pretty decent one:).  then he gets there and we warm up.  he wants to kill us all.  he really does.  and what is with the sudden obsession with everyone wanting to tickle me!!!  i have to distance myself from some people cause i know that they'll do it to me.  we go over the hard knock life dance which is my favorite dance!!  the little kids we have in it are soooooo cute!! we do this cool chain reaction pushing thing which i start!! score.  then  i have to lift jackie while she kicks her legs into the air and then we put her down and go into some routine. my favorite part is the part where we do this spinning thing.  its oodles of fun.  then...then he brings in the NYC dancers.  they do not know how to listen at all!  victor had to take 2 people out of the dance because they wouldn't be quiet and kept goofing off while we did the dance.  it was a freakin boot camp.  i hate that song...i hate that dance.  i was not in a good mood.  but i got into a good mood when we brought in the liiiiitle little kids to do hard knock life.  my favorite is brittany!  shes soooo adorable!  she'll be standing next to me on the beds.  while he was talking to the kids to go over some stuff.  me, ashleigh, shane, and naomi were sitting backstage.  "i wanna marry your belly button!"  we say the weirdest things to each other haha.  "cotton blankets! boom boom steada wool empty bellies! boom boom steada full its the hard knock life!!!"  i love hitting the chair/bed during the boom boom part.  we will have beds soon.  and sandy will  be played by a real dog hehe that'll be interesting.  "look! i can fit both of my feet in your shoe!"  we were making fun of shane's flat feet hehe it was loads of fun!  im gonna get real emotional when its time for the musical to be over.  YOU ALL BETTER BE AT THE GUYS AND DOLLS AUDITION!!  ill kill ya if you don't.  im gonna miss everyone soo much since we all go to different schools.........:(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5099012-105961849393398182?l=sarahmckenney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099012/posts/default/105961849393398182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099012/posts/default/105961849393398182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahmckenney.blogspot.com/2003_07_01_archive.html#105961849393398182' title=''/><author><name>sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11949839969825218799</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-5099012.post-105951708981686724</id><published>2003-07-29T18:18:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-07-29T18:18:09.810-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>well i updated the email me link in my archives and added one to this main page since i did change my email....k thats all for now&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5099012-105951708981686724?l=sarahmckenney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099012/posts/default/105951708981686724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099012/posts/default/105951708981686724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahmckenney.blogspot.com/2003_07_01_archive.html#105951708981686724' title=''/><author><name>sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11949839969825218799</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-5099012.post-105901054289746547</id><published>2003-07-23T21:35:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-07-23T21:35:42.546-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok.....i dislike preteens.....i love little kids....liiiitle kids.  today i had dance lessons...and it was goin great until victor brought in the preteens.  our marching circle was a disaster.  it was super crowded.  we did it a million kabillion times and people still had no idea where to go.  i was takin my frustration out on josh the poor guy.  and my smile was obviously pasted on.  i was panicking.  much.  &lt;br /&gt;Me: OMG OMG WHAT ARE WE GONNA DO?! THE KIDS ARE THERE AND THEN HES FOLLOWING HER AND..AND..AND....*squeak*&lt;br /&gt;Josh: pull yourself together!&lt;br /&gt;  then finally victor brought the kids off and just had us leads do the dance.  it was soooooo much better because we actually got to the end of the song without victor yelling DO IT AGAIN FROM THE TOP COME ON PEOPLE!!!!  then they left.  and he brought in the little little kids who i loved to death :D.  we did i think im gonna like it here.  without annie.  so im just doing the air's hair for about 5 counts.  but it worked out really well.  hard knock life was sorta choreographed.  me and some other girls who new the routine really well went over it with the little ones.  i love the routine.  although its hard on your feet.  a little later into the song we have to leap over a little one and then they have to jump onto our back and we spin them then put them down and lift them again while they do a toe touch thingy.  the girl i have to lift is suuuper light.  &lt;br /&gt;the part in to beginning i cant really do....but i can fake it really well!!&lt;br /&gt;fake, center, fake, center, jump, jump, fist slap, fist slap, right step, hands up, step, kick, swing, turn, uhh the butt turn, up, turn to the left.  haaa!&lt;br /&gt;i can teach it to you if you want......people like devon, shane, and kelly didn't really do much....it was mostly us orphans who were up and about.  im gonna be hurtin tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5099012-105901054289746547?l=sarahmckenney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099012/posts/default/105901054289746547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099012/posts/default/105901054289746547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahmckenney.blogspot.com/2003_07_01_archive.html#105901054289746547' title=''/><author><name>sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11949839969825218799</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-5099012.post-105882437211013687</id><published>2003-07-21T17:52:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-07-21T17:52:52.126-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>this weekend i went to jen's house for the pool party and we had a fabulous time.  i found a snorkel and goggles so i went "snorkeling".  it was soo much fun!!  after a couple hours we went inside and got something to eat then we went upstairs and watched the pink floyd movie that was really freaky.  we went swimming again.  played marco polo.....on sunday bailey came over so we went down to the 711 and the shoppete.  we loaded up on candy and rented the ring.  i had already rented swimfan.  when we got back to my house i turned on swimfan.  that movie is quite disturbing.  then we watched the ring.  and i was totally freaked out even though i've seen it before.  why? WHY?!  why did i watch it again?  i looked away on most parts.......i have a heart on my hand......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5099012-105882437211013687?l=sarahmckenney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099012/posts/default/105882437211013687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099012/posts/default/105882437211013687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahmckenney.blogspot.com/2003_07_01_archive.html#105882437211013687' title=''/><author><name>sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11949839969825218799</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-5099012.post-105856486949765774</id><published>2003-07-18T17:47:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-07-18T17:47:49.326-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today i had soooooo much fun.  it started with me, jess, shane, josh, jackie, aand naomi sitting at a table talking about our dreams.  then our singing instructor came in so we started singing our songs.  when we got to the hard knock life my duet buddy wasn't here so i had to sing it solo! ahh.  and my solo "santa clause what's that? whose he?"  is screwed up.  when i sing it to the music it sounds horrible.  but when im singing it without it it sounds fine!!  its very frustrating.  when i finished singing my songs me, jess, shane, jackie, and naomi sat at a table makin friendship bracelts.  me and shane were playing with a piece of fabric and chains and one chain got caught in jackie's hair when he threw it so she's freaking out and im trying to calm her down.  i get her calmed a little so i start trying to figure out the hair thing.  i rip out one part and take about 10 hairs with me.  then i decide to be careful so i get the last part out without ripping out any hairs.  then we see shannon and kelly playin hide and seek and they can't find yaffi.  so we go over and start looking.  we find him then i look for kelly, jackie, and yaffi.  they were all in the dressing room and i went in there a bunch of times and looked around but i didn't see them until i focused on the vaccum cleaner and saw kelly.  yaffi and jackie were in the same room.  then i hid under some chairs which was not comfortable.  after that we sang through all the songs and of course my voice cracks.  but before that shane had hid somewhere and i wanted to know where he hid but he wouldn't tell me.  he eventually told me he was hiding behind the red curtain.....where i kinda was.....yeah.  then we ran through dances but it was really cramped so i ended up hitting him in the face twice haha.  since mary(annie) isn't gonna be here till august we couldn't do the toss....so that sucked...i like the toss....oh well.  then we were done.  so we played hide and seek again.  and again we couldn't find shane....i never found him i had to leave before i did.  ohhhh well......well thats all for now! bye bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5099012-105856486949765774?l=sarahmckenney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099012/posts/default/105856486949765774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099012/posts/default/105856486949765774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahmckenney.blogspot.com/2003_07_01_archive.html#105856486949765774' title=''/><author><name>sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11949839969825218799</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-5099012.post-105840968127748682</id><published>2003-07-16T22:41:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-07-16T22:41:21.156-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The pictures link is finally up!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5099012-105840968127748682?l=sarahmckenney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099012/posts/default/105840968127748682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099012/posts/default/105840968127748682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahmckenney.blogspot.com/2003_07_01_archive.html#105840968127748682' title=''/><author><name>sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11949839969825218799</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-5099012.post-105814663804431193</id><published>2003-07-13T21:37:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-07-13T21:42:26.856-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>heres a quiz i stole from brian's journal hehe :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First name: Sarah&lt;br /&gt;Single or Taken: eh kinda off and on&lt;br /&gt;Sex: female&lt;br /&gt;Birthday: April 27, 1988&lt;br /&gt;Astrological sign: Taurus!!!&lt;br /&gt;siblings: 2 sisters&lt;br /&gt;hair color: depends...im lettin my original hair color grow out! woowoo&lt;br /&gt;Eye color: uh greenish blue&lt;br /&gt;shoe size: i have no idea&lt;br /&gt;Height: 5,4??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*-;-*F a s h i o n S t u f f *-;-* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where is your favorite place to shop?: i despise shopping&lt;br /&gt;What do you have pierced: ears&lt;br /&gt;What do you get labelled as?: one time i was accused of being anorexic.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*-;-* T h e E x t r a S t u f f *-;-* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What kind of shampoo do you use?: renewal 5X&lt;br /&gt;What are you most scared of?: bees....baad child hood memories&lt;br /&gt;How many tvs?: uhhh....5&lt;br /&gt;What are you listening to right now?: nothing&lt;br /&gt;What car do you wish to have?: bright yellow VW bug so when im on the highway people we be like WOW look at that!&lt;br /&gt;Who is the last person that called you???: bailey&lt;br /&gt;Who is the last person you got a text from?: i dont have a cell phone....yes this is the sad sad life i live&lt;br /&gt;How many messenger buddies do you have on msn/aim?: lemme check.....138&lt;br /&gt;If you could change one thing about yourself what would it be??: i wanna be able to dance a little better....at dance i feel so stupid hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;;-*Favor I t e s *-;-* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Band: ah i don't know!!&lt;br /&gt;Movie: oh ummm The Little Mermaid!&lt;br /&gt;Number: 6&lt;br /&gt;Boy's name: Brandon&lt;br /&gt;Girls name: Hope&lt;br /&gt;Favorite subject in school?: Theatre...or maybe it'll be choir...i dunno but i do know that im taking it next year unless they screw up my schedule AGAIN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-* H a v e Y o u E v e r *-;-* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smoked?: never&lt;br /&gt;Bungee Jumped: i waaaannnnaaa&lt;br /&gt;Broken the law?: unless i didn't realize i did......&lt;br /&gt;Made yourself throw-up?: why would i do that just to get out of school on an exam day?&lt;br /&gt;Gone skinny-dipping?: ehh no &lt;br /&gt;Been in love?: yes......&lt;br /&gt;Made yourself cry to get out of trouble?: i can make myself cry very easily....im very good at recalling bad memories and that just makes me tear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*-;-* First Thing That Comes To Mind*-;-* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thread: string!&lt;br /&gt;C.D: jamming&lt;br /&gt;School: hell&lt;br /&gt;Blue: and black....in a different order&lt;br /&gt;Red: hearts&lt;br /&gt;Cow: love hehe&lt;br /&gt;Greenland: my mom...i don't know why&lt;br /&gt;Cat: scratches&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*-;-* W h i c h I s W o r s e? *-;-* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Barfing on your date or your date barfing on you?: i do not want barf on me&lt;br /&gt;Cat POOP or Dog POOP?: would that be on my shoe or on the street?&lt;br /&gt;Having your heart broken or knowing you've broken someone elses heart: i wouldn't know.....i know that having your heart broken sucks and i wish i didn't know the feeling...but i don't think i've ever broken someone else's..so i wouldn't know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:&gt;*-;-* F i n a l Q u e s t i o n s *-;-* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you like filling these out?: not really&lt;br /&gt;How many people are you sending this to?: i have to send it to people?&lt;br /&gt;If you could be someone else for a day who would you be?: statue of liberty?? does that count?  i wanna hold that torch&lt;br /&gt;If you were a tree, what type would you be?: cherry blossom they're very pretty&lt;br /&gt;Favorite cartoon character?: bart simpson.....eat my shorts!&lt;br /&gt;What do you have for breakfast in the morning?: absolutly nothing!&lt;br /&gt;Who's your best friend?: ellen of course...shes my "twin" sister born 2 months apart and we look nothing alike&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5099012-105814663804431193?l=sarahmckenney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099012/posts/default/105814663804431193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099012/posts/default/105814663804431193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahmckenney.blogspot.com/2003_07_01_archive.html#105814663804431193' title=''/><author><name>sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11949839969825218799</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-5099012.post-105814542929640198</id><published>2003-07-13T21:17:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-07-13T21:17:09.273-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i had such a good time today!! water fights to video game dancing and food fights SILLY STRING!! and "karate" routines!!  the karate routine was HILARIOUS!!  me, vicki, and another girl would do it for anyone around us even random kids on a trampoline that we DID NOT know hahaha.  it was like this...ok.  DOWN FIST FIST DOWN FIST DOWN FIST FIST TURN TURN PUNCH DO SOMETHING DOWN HERE WHAM PUNCH DO SOMETHING DOWN HERE WHAM!  and that was it.  i got beth two weeks notice which we saw at the movies.  the only person from our movie crew that wasn't there was chris.  but hes a poopy head so its ok.  we had a biiiig water fight and i got soaked then while playin water twister someone broke out silly string and it got all over my hair it was so funny.  water balloon filling and dumping water on beth!!  the food fight was only between a few people.  it was with the cake.  it was just flyin everywhere.  volleyball and badmitton which me and vicki are horrible at but played anyway.  i got a hold of the hose and nailed a bunch of people.  beth got creamed the poor girl.  dancing to the music that we cannot hear.  and i taught some people some dances from the musical but as soon i got to the kick slide part they quit cause they couldn't do it.  SPIRIT FINGERS!!&lt;br /&gt;haha it was a good time&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5099012-105814542929640198?l=sarahmckenney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099012/posts/default/105814542929640198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099012/posts/default/105814542929640198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahmckenney.blogspot.com/2003_07_01_archive.html#105814542929640198' title=''/><author><name>sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11949839969825218799</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-5099012.post-105770885130880834</id><published>2003-07-08T20:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-07-08T20:00:51.300-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>people are yelling at me to post more often but is it my fault that im just lazy??  no.  weell ellen and rachel are comin over and bailey is more than likely gonna join in! woohoo party!  yesterday was my first musical practice...they gave us goldfish...gargus never gave us goldfish!  ooo boy this show is gonna be.......interesting.  and the people at the website where i posted a long rant actually posted what i said!! after a long time of yelling at them about my right to freedom of speech.  they said that they wouldn't put it up because it seemed "insulting".  but i convinced them to!! hah yes im so proud of myself.  some people will understand what i just said......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;party plans!! i've got beth's party on sunday and then jen's pool party the next saturday hehe PARTY!!! i love partying.  &lt;br /&gt;whee party party&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have to go to the dance instructor tomorrow.  ohhh boy.  last time i went to see him he had us try to do these weird complicated things.  but he's funny!! he reminds me of jack from will and grace I LOVE HIM!! hehe.  oh and i think his name is jack too.........or maybe its not....i can't remember.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been waking up before noon for a while......it doesn't feel right....i need more sleep but thats just not possible right now!!  because i live in a noisy noisy house.  and my mom wakes me up when she feels that im sleeping in too late.  i don't like being woken up at 10am!!!  especially when i go to sleep around 3.  i think i  got more sleep during the school year.....nahh.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k gotta go&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5099012-105770885130880834?l=sarahmckenney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099012/posts/default/105770885130880834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099012/posts/default/105770885130880834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahmckenney.blogspot.com/2003_07_01_archive.html#105770885130880834' title=''/><author><name>sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11949839969825218799</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-5099012.post-105666202455851003</id><published>2003-06-26T17:13:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-06-26T17:13:44.553-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wel....blog has a new look.......i like it i guess...&lt;br /&gt;schools out!!! yay!  and its really hot outside! its finally starting to feel like summer.  none of the depressing cold gloomy weather woohoo!.  &lt;br /&gt;Hopefully my counselor won't screw up my schedule......eh&lt;br /&gt;ellen is coming next friday!  yay im so excited! its been too long.  &lt;br /&gt;eck i come to update a journal with nothing to write psh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5099012-105666202455851003?l=sarahmckenney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099012/posts/default/105666202455851003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099012/posts/default/105666202455851003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahmckenney.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#105666202455851003' title=''/><author><name>sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11949839969825218799</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-5099012.post-95840603</id><published>2003-06-19T17:19:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-06-19T17:19:10.186-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wow i haven't made a "real" update in a while!  i got my yearbook and ive been gettin people to sign it you know the usual thing with yearbooks im sure and if you don't then shame on you!  brian still has mine.....hmm.  last friday i went to NYC to see a broadway play and me and gracie talked about literally everything on the bus!  the bus ride was truly lots of fun.  i seem to have an extreme talent for pointing out every VW Bug.  hehe.  when we got there we had some time before the show started sooo me, gracie, tif, iyana, sarah, chrissy, danielle,....and...i think thats it........we went into the mariott just to use the bathroom hehe.  we took the escalators up and we really looked like tourists.  it was reallly obvious.  the bathrooms were very classy!!  very nice.  the chairs were very comfortable.  tif started talking about urinetown and this lady says that its supposed to be really funny so i wanna go see it and my mom said maybe.  when we got out of the snazzy hotel we went to starbucks and got some hot beverages.  when we got out of there danielle and chrissy were missing.  so we're freaking out.  then tif says that they have their tickets so they should figure it out.  so we started walking down to the theatre.  it was raining.  but i didn't care.  i love the rain.  when we got there we had to drink our drinks really fast before we could go in.  so we drink really fast.  ouch hot.  we went in and found our seats.  and lo and behold danielle and chrissy are in their seats waiting for the show to begin and we're like OMG.  the set moved!! like it moved across the stage.!!!  very nice techy work.  impressed me.  i got the soundtrack to it today! it finally came in the mail hehe im such a loser.  on the bus ride back me and grace talked about cocoa.  who is a person.  and you can't know.  when we got back i went home and went to sleep right away cause i was soo tired.  the next day i felt sick.  so i was really sad.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my voice went bye bye so gargus yelled at me.....yeah.  when me and brit did our scene i did so bad!  i had no energy to play juliet.  we played improv games and ashley is just hilarious when she does her little deer in the headlights thing hahaha.  the next day in theatre arts i was in a game and i was a wife who wanted her husband to come out of the dump.  then kelly walks in and she says that he is cheating on her with some lady and im like excuse me what?  cause i was the lady apparently.  so we started fighting and we were screaming at each other which was hard cause we're friends.  then it turns into an episode of jerry springer haha.  weird twists.  in french we watched lilo and stitch and i found it funny hearing french coming out of stitches mouth hehe.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i got home today i called bailey and she came over then ellen called so i was talking to her for a while about stuff we can do when she gets here.  and other things.  we talked for a while cause it has been a while since we spoke to each other.  she doesn't know what im getting cause its supposed to be a surpirise but i wont write it in here cause she reads this!  hehe.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k thats all i can think of to write right now&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5099012-95840603?l=sarahmckenney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099012/posts/default/95840603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099012/posts/default/95840603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahmckenney.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#95840603' title=''/><author><name>sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11949839969825218799</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-5099012.post-95672752</id><published>2003-06-14T20:29:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-06-14T20:29:58.063-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im not in a typing mood...im in a singing mood so thats what im gonna do im gonna stop typing and sing to the many songs i download :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5099012-95672752?l=sarahmckenney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099012/posts/default/95672752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099012/posts/default/95672752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahmckenney.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#95672752' title=''/><author><name>sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11949839969825218799</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-5099012.post-95605534</id><published>2003-06-12T17:35:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-06-12T17:35:44.280-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>me, ellen, casey, and rachel are gonna go on a big road trip the summer before we go to college heheh yay&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5099012-95605534?l=sarahmckenney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099012/posts/default/95605534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099012/posts/default/95605534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahmckenney.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#95605534' title=''/><author><name>sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11949839969825218799</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-5099012.post-95603803</id><published>2003-06-12T16:41:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-06-12T16:41:21.643-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i also redid bailey's blog.....and im pretty sure alex still wants me to do hers......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5099012-95603803?l=sarahmckenney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099012/posts/default/95603803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099012/posts/default/95603803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahmckenney.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#95603803' title=''/><author><name>sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11949839969825218799</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-5099012.post-95476451</id><published>2003-06-09T15:20:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-06-09T15:20:35.913-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>if youd care to check out ellen's journal that i redid for her you will notice that the layout fits her perfectly :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5099012-95476451?l=sarahmckenney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099012/posts/default/95476451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099012/posts/default/95476451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahmckenney.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#95476451' title=''/><author><name>sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11949839969825218799</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-5099012.post-95434988</id><published>2003-06-08T16:25:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-06-08T16:25:46.176-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>new layout!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just love finding new ones and i love this one!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5099012-95434988?l=sarahmckenney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' 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somewhere!  grace's dress was oh so fun!  just like she said :D.  the music in the beginning was ok but then i didn't like it.  too much crap rap.  and they didn't play any of the songs we requested.  but i did like the grease mix that was fun since i knew most of the dances.  i took lots of group pictures.  some people didn't know how to work the camera haha.  oh oh and i found this purple mask on the floor so i put it on and it was fun!  i had glitter all over my face when i got home.  i was surprised to see liz there cause she said she wasn't goin.  i had lots of punch!  around 1030 i lost all feeling in my legs hehe.  the last couple of songs were lots of fun and reminded me of something funny me and vicki used to share haha FEELINGS! lmao.  we had lots of fun throwing beads at everybody.  when i got home i took all the pins out of my hair and the rubber band and that wasn't so hard but when i tried to get a brush through my hair it took some time.  i got very frustrated with it.  soooo i had a jolly good time :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5099012-95433957?l=sarahmckenney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099012/posts/default/95433957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099012/posts/default/95433957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahmckenney.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#95433957' title=''/><author><name>sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11949839969825218799</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-5099012.post-95340233</id><published>2003-06-05T15:48:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-06-05T15:48:16.960-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sorry sorry ill update! :D &lt;br /&gt;ok ok semi formals comin up yay so excited!  my dress is gorgeous its soo beautiful ive been wearing it around the house :D.  youll see it if you go so that means that youll have to go now.  i went to jen's house last weekend and went in her pool even though it was freezing outside brrr.  then we went to the mall to go dress shopping and thats when i found my dress! my dress! THE one.  we went into hop topic and she got these great mints that say "since your breath smells like butt"  and i got a giant care bear stuffie.  i think i probably spent about 100 dollars that day.  hehe me and my shopping problems.  when we got back to her house we planned on going back in the pool but then we heard thunder so that messed everything up :(.  then we fell asleep on the couches while watching titanic and i woke up at around 8 but jen had been awake since 6 and she said that i was snoring.  haha.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday me liz and jess were really scaring the french sub.  he thought liz had ADD or something "did you take your medicine today?" aww poor liz.  then after school me and seth "missed" the bus and stayed after and we went outside and saw andrew so we talked to him for a while.  then it started raining really hard so we ran into the middle of the road and started dancing.  then my mom came and picked us up and shes like were you singing in the rain? and we say nope we were dancing in the rain!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today in theatre arts me and brit convinced ashley to wait until tomorrow to watch our scene.  brit told me to fall and be like i cant do it i fell so i just all of a sudden fell on the floor and said i cant im hurt!  &lt;br /&gt;"shes the phantom of the opera i can't practice with her!"  we were really not in the mood to practice.  even though we did....when she walked away.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope you're all happy&lt;br /&gt;i promise ill update on the semi!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5099012-95340233?l=sarahmckenney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099012/posts/default/95340233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099012/posts/default/95340233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahmckenney.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#95340233' title=''/><author><name>sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11949839969825218799</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-5099012.post-94964276</id><published>2003-05-27T20:31:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-05-27T20:31:08.693-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yay im guessing its fixed now cause everything seems to be working!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5099012-94964276?l=sarahmckenney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099012/posts/default/94964276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099012/posts/default/94964276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahmckenney.blogspot.com/2003_05_01_archive.html#94964276' title=''/><author><name>sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11949839969825218799</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-5099012.post-94879143</id><published>2003-05-25T22:16:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-05-25T22:16:46.600-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>once i can get to my template page  i will add ashley to my friends list.  there is something seriously wrong with blogger lately.   what with pages not loading.  template coming up blank? which really scared me by the way.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also i was reading brian's journal.  him and christina are back together.  i dont really know her but id like to say im happy for them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aand i dyed my hair again today.  aaand the audition went fantabulous!!  i really think i nailed a real major part.  annie possibly? hehe.  the director/judge saw me in alky.  she read my experience list.&lt;br /&gt;Her: oh i saw alky who were you in it?&lt;br /&gt;me: the raped one&lt;br /&gt;Her: ohhh ok i know who you were&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;um yay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my memory of bolt came back today.  but i forgot my old username so i made a new one&lt;br /&gt;Tipsy_Llama.  if you want message me if you're on it.  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5099012-94879143?l=sarahmckenney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099012/posts/default/94879143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099012/posts/default/94879143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahmckenney.blogspot.com/2003_05_01_archive.html#94879143' title=''/><author><name>sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11949839969825218799</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-5099012.post-94825685</id><published>2003-05-24T09:11:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-05-24T09:11:10.060-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>*Full Name*: Sarah Jean McKenney&lt;br /&gt;*Birthday*: April 27, 1988&lt;br /&gt;*Star Sign*: Taurus&lt;br /&gt;*Age*: 15&lt;br /&gt;*What Are You Listening To Right Now*: Easy Street from Annie :D&lt;br /&gt;*Last Thing You Said*: Well im singing to easy street&lt;br /&gt;*What Is Sitting Next To You Right Now*? The bar thing&lt;br /&gt;*What Was The Last Thing You Ate*?Cinnamon Rolls&lt;br /&gt;*what celebrity Do You Want To Spend The Rest Of Your Life With?* Matthew Perry of Matt le Blanc&lt;br /&gt;*Where Do You Want To Go On Your Honeymoon*? um...hollywood&lt;br /&gt;*First Daughter's Name*? Chelsea&lt;br /&gt;*First Son's Name*? Will&lt;br /&gt;*Who Makes You Happy*? Friends of course&lt;br /&gt;*How Many Buddies On Your List*? um...124&lt;br /&gt;*What Do You Like To Do*? go out and have some fuun&lt;br /&gt;*What Did You Do Yesterday*? slept over at ashleigh's house&lt;br /&gt;*Last Person You Talked To On The Phone*? my mother&lt;br /&gt;*What Are You Afraid Of*? bees, friends abandoning me&lt;br /&gt;*Do You Wear Contacts/Glasses*? yes&lt;br /&gt;*Eye Color*? um depends really&lt;br /&gt;*Hair Color*? hmmm red? brown? in the middle?&lt;br /&gt;*Worst Thing About Opposite Sex*? they don't seem to listen&lt;br /&gt;*If You Could Change One Thing About Yourself, What Would It Be?* i want to sing better&lt;br /&gt;*Siblings* 2 sisters&lt;br /&gt;*Have You Ever Hated Anybody In Your Family*? Hasn't everyone?&lt;br /&gt;*Fast Food*: ew&lt;br /&gt;*Candy*: oo thats hard.....&lt;br /&gt;*Do You Like M&amp;Ms*? oh yes i love m&amp;ms especially the peanut ones&lt;br /&gt;*Favorite Drink* green tea?&lt;br /&gt;*Favorite Movie* oh oh i kno this i was just talking about this!!.......Little mermaid&lt;br /&gt;*Favorite Television Show* You shouldn't even have to ask this. "FRIENDS"!!!!!(ill just keep kristen's answer here :D)&lt;br /&gt;*Favorite Color* Blue&lt;br /&gt;*Jewelry*: earrings...thats it&lt;br /&gt;*Favorite Sports* not really into sports&lt;br /&gt;*Favorite Numbers* 6, 16, 66, 666, 6 basically&lt;br /&gt;*Favorite Month* April&lt;br /&gt;*Favorite Perfume/Cologne* the stuff i get from bath and body works&lt;br /&gt;*Sun or Rain* rain&lt;br /&gt;*Scary or Happy Movies* Happy! Scary! depends&lt;br /&gt;*Favorite Saying*: i dont know&lt;br /&gt;*Career* Actress oh yes&lt;br /&gt;*Going to College* yup....if i can get that kind of money&lt;br /&gt;*Where Do You See Yourself In Ten Years* in hollywood&lt;br /&gt;*Have You Ever Loved Somebody So Much It Made You Cry* yes.....unfortunatly&lt;br /&gt;*Have You Ever Drunk Alcohol* A sip or two here and there&lt;br /&gt;*Have You Ever Done Drugs* no of course not&lt;br /&gt;*Have You Ever Broken the Law* i don't believe so....unless taking the nerds out of the box and not payin for them is breakin the law....&lt;br /&gt;*Have You Ever Broken A Bone* nope&lt;br /&gt;*Have You Ever Skinny Dipped* noo&lt;br /&gt;*Have You Ever Played Strip Poker* poker yes&lt;br /&gt;*Have You Ever Played Truth or Dare* yes&lt;br /&gt;*Have You Ever Flashed Somebody* on a dare&lt;br /&gt;*Have You Ever Mooned Somebody* no&lt;br /&gt;*Have You Ever Been in a Physical Fight* yes a few times&lt;br /&gt;*Have You Ever Ridden in a Police Car* Nope&lt;br /&gt;*Have You Ever Been on a Plane* yeah i like the window seats&lt;br /&gt;*Have You Ever Come Close To Dying* i thought i would when i almost went off a bridge on my bike even though the bridge was two feet from the ground&lt;br /&gt;*Have You Ever Been In A Suana* yep my old neighbor in germany had one&lt;br /&gt;*Have You Ever Been In A Hot Tub* Dude, those are so awesome!&lt;br /&gt;*Have You Ever Swum In The Ocean* yes they're fun except when you meet a jellyfish&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*What Do You Think About The Following*&lt;br /&gt;*Scars* um...&lt;br /&gt;*Abortion* im not really sure about that&lt;br /&gt;*Country Music* ugh no way&lt;br /&gt;*Classical Music* well im in band so ummm maybe?&lt;br /&gt;*Soap Operas* "oh roberto" "amanda" "marco!!" bunch o jibberish&lt;br /&gt;*Airplanes*: scary somtimes.&lt;br /&gt;*Amusement Parks* I LOVE THEM!!!&lt;br /&gt;*Your Good Luck Charm* a screw i mangled.......lynzi and beth kno&lt;br /&gt;*The Worst Song You've Ever Heard* anything by britney spears&lt;br /&gt;*Do You Have A Lava Lamp* No, my sister does though&lt;br /&gt;*Do You Sleep With A Stuffed Animal* yes im not ashamed&lt;br /&gt;*Your Most Prized Possession* my care bear stuffie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Are You..*&lt;br /&gt;*A Vegetarian* yes i love the animals&lt;br /&gt;*Good At Sports* hellll noooo&lt;br /&gt;*Good Actor/Actress* i like to think so&lt;br /&gt;*Deep Sleeper* im not sure&lt;br /&gt;*Good Dancer* hah no way&lt;br /&gt;*Good Storyteller* Not really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Have You Ever..*&lt;br /&gt;*Had Chicken Pox* Yeah&lt;br /&gt;*Had Strep Throat* yes&lt;br /&gt;*Had A Cold* yes&lt;br /&gt;*Had Stitches* no&lt;br /&gt;*Had Bloody Nose* yes&lt;br /&gt;*Had Cancer* no&lt;br /&gt;*Been Hospitalized* yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Do You..*&lt;br /&gt;*Enjoy Parks* Sure &lt;br /&gt;*Like School* Not very often lately.&lt;br /&gt;*Like To Shop* no&lt;br /&gt;*Like To Party* Hell yeah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Would You..* &lt;br /&gt;*Eat A Live Hamster For A Million Dollars* no :(&lt;br /&gt;*Go To A Hanson Concert If You Had A Free Ticket* ew no&lt;br /&gt;*Get Anything Pierced Other Than Your Ears* yes why not?&lt;br /&gt;*Kill Somebody You Didn't Know For $15 Billion* no im not like that&lt;br /&gt;*If You Were Stuck On An Island, Who Would You Want To Be Stuck With* a couple thousand people so my friends in my head won't go hungry&lt;br /&gt;*What Three Things Would You Take From Your Room To An Island With You* grumpy bear.....keyboad ill just plug it into a tree......i dunno&lt;br /&gt;*Do You Want People To Reply* reply to what&lt;br /&gt;*Nickname.* Sher, Sarahrahrah, Kashew,  Fuzzy D, S, Saya&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5099012-94825685?l=sarahmckenney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099012/posts/default/94825685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099012/posts/default/94825685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahmckenney.blogspot.com/2003_05_01_archive.html#94825685' title=''/><author><name>sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11949839969825218799</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-5099012.post-94825248</id><published>2003-05-24T08:49:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-05-24T08:49:42.933-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh my gawd!  im gettin so nervous....i have to go to my audition in 2 hours and 18 minutes!  i feel like im gonna throw up.  im fine with the singing and acting part cause i can do that......but when i was at ashleigh's house yesterday she informed me that we have to learn a dance too!! i can't dance at all!!!  if you saw me at musical tryouts tryin to do that dance you'd know what i'm talking about!  well yesterday i went over to her house and i found these jazz shoes so i put them on and started dancin around her house....they're very easy to move in i like em.  so then her mom got the keyboard and brought it downstairs and i played it while ashleigh sang part of your world..she's gonna be singin that for auditions.  i wanna play the piano for mine.  cause im scared that if they play it they'll play differently than ive been practicing with these past 2 weeks.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we went to the shoppette and i saw the ring in the movie section.  i grab it and shove it in her face and she screams haha.  so we get on the topic on little girls crawling out of tvs.  but then we go to magazines and we read the embarassing moments.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i go home to get some stuff and grab the annie movie so we can watch it back at her house.  we watched it and we sang along to the songs.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k im rambling a little here.....well wish me luck in 2 hours and 13 minutes!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5099012-94825248?l=sarahmckenney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099012/posts/default/94825248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099012/posts/default/94825248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahmckenney.blogspot.com/2003_05_01_archive.html#94825248' title=''/><author><name>sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11949839969825218799</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-5099012.post-94758822</id><published>2003-05-22T19:03:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-05-22T19:03:35.483-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>liz lies i have put her on my list&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5099012-94758822?l=sarahmckenney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099012/posts/default/94758822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099012/posts/default/94758822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahmckenney.blogspot.com/2003_05_01_archive.html#94758822' title=''/><author><name>sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11949839969825218799</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-5099012.post-94714298</id><published>2003-05-21T21:49:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-05-21T21:49:19.983-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>if you will note the button under the shoutbox you will realize that it is a link to my poetry.  inspired by ashley i created one.  read it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see what i'm really like&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5099012-94714298?l=sarahmckenney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099012/posts/default/94714298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099012/posts/default/94714298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahmckenney.blogspot.com/2003_05_01_archive.html#94714298' title=''/><author><name>sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11949839969825218799</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-5099012.post-94607606</id><published>2003-05-19T20:53:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-05-19T20:53:45.206-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>whooo....today was a good day....even though it was a monday.  i had many laughs during band listenin to pintos whale watch stories....i remember when i went on that all those years ago.  i spent so much money at the quincy market....haha im such a big spender.  i need help!! will somebody please help me pick a song from annie?!  i want either maybe, its the hard knock life, tomorrow, little girls, i think im gonna like it here, nyc, easy street, you're never fully dressed without a smile.  ahh i can't choose....and i have to know by saturday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have an appointment with my eye doctor tomorrow.  woohoo........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went to ashleigh's house to watch the tape of the plays.  i was dying laughing at our mistakes.  it was truly funny.  truly.  her family wanted me to sing for them but i was like ohhhh no im not singing and they said aww come oooon siiiiing!!  i wasn't in a singing mood.  and i dont like it when people crowd me asking me to do something that i dont really feel like doing....peer pressure!! thats what it is.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woah i thought i would lose this cause i clicked a link and this page changed so i clicked the back button hoping itll still be here and look!! it is! yay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5099012-94607606?l=sarahmckenney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099012/posts/default/94607606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099012/posts/default/94607606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahmckenney.blogspot.com/2003_05_01_archive.html#94607606' title=''/><author><name>sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11949839969825218799</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-5099012.post-94544794</id><published>2003-05-18T14:59:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-05-18T14:59:28.333-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>since i had so much fun at the competition i think ill update on it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i woke up at 5am....and got ready to go and waited for tif to come.  turns out she slept through her alarms so when we got there gargus was yellin.  on the bus i was practically sleeping.  when we got there we waited for them to begin then after that i left to get into costume.  my greek dress!! and my whore costume under it.  then i went to do my monologue and i didn't do so good.  so i left and went to the scene room so me and tif could do our scene.  we got so many laughs it was great!  then i was free until the second block so we walked around.  second block i had an improv monologue but i didn't do it until the end of the block hehe.  i was watching our large scene.  it was funny.  ash, erika, katie, and lauren did a good job.  &lt;br /&gt;"is that a dagger i see before me?"&lt;br /&gt;"no dear its your writing pencil"&lt;br /&gt;then i went to do my improv.  the guy in there was hilarious and obiously gay but that didn't bother me.  he did kermit in a bar.  it was sooo funny!!  my topic was ok mr. policeman this is what happened.  thats the same one that cadence got.  i started by talking about goin to a party and gettin some marijuana and crack.  "look at my impaired judgement"  then i started talking bout how hes doin it because im a girl.  "i was on the football team! i was quarterback!!!  of course i didn't do a good job but i was still on the team!!!"  i didn't do such a good job.   when i was done i said...."i don't know what else to say haha"  i was free!!  until second round.  so i went and me liz and mle found erika and cadence doing an improv so we watched through the window.  then i was standing outside the door and erika opened it and it hit me.  it was pretty funny.  so then i watched liz's and mle's improv..mle had accidently flushed a watch down the toilet and liz was not happy about it.  that was the improv and it was funny.  we got to eat lunch.  i was so hungry.  on second round i did my monologue and i did so much better.  on my scene we didn't do so good.  then second round.  i watched our scene again.  then after that i walked with liz and mle to my improv.  i did so much better!!  my hated boss just died and i had to speak at his funeral.  then i find out hes my father.  and somehow while im talking i get on the subject of my french teacher haha. "but its not her funeral its dennis rodman's!!"  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finals we had a lot of people make it.  liz and mle got finals for comedic pair.  ash and tif for dramatic monologue.  our scene made it.  and erika got triple booked in finals.  she got the scene,  persuasive speaking and something else......toms river got alll of comedic monologue and pretty much most of the other ones.  everyone from there got at least 2 awards...or so it seemed.  our school got 4th for overall points!! and we only had 12 people go!  toms river stole a clapping routine from rosa parks so they were doin it all throughout the awards ceremony.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the bus ride back i was lookin at my score sheets. &lt;br /&gt;on the round one scene we got 5th in our room and an 80.  tif has the round 2 sheet.&lt;br /&gt;the round one monologue which i felt was bad got a great review.  " nice content.  great volume.  anger seems realistic. nice costume(the costume really helps) i got 2nd in my room with an 85.&lt;br /&gt;round 2 monologue.  she said i had a good classic choice.  good passion.  i had the greek names down.  i remembered the variety of vocal tones.  i got 4th in my room with a 93.&lt;br /&gt;round one improv was so bad haha.  i got a bad review...im not surprised.&lt;br /&gt;2nd round review made me laugh.  i had a nice title.  my title was excuse me.  i got 4th in my room with an 89.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we stopped at mcdonalds.  i got a side salad and a milkshake.  when we were gettin ready to go we saw some people who were from the competition and we were like THESPIANS YEAHHH!!!  i also found out that i was 4 points away from getting to monologue finals.  it was that close.  all the awards were really close.  and it seems that the judges can't add cause there were many mistakes in points.  but not results altering mistakes.  by the time we got back to the school i was ready to fall asleep on my feet.  me lauren chrissy and cadence were standing outside.  cadence was sittin on erika's car.  she started yellin at him from the school.  so he started bouncing on it. haah.  before danielle got in her car she said "bye lauren sarah chrissy erika candice i mean cadence"  cadence was the only guy on the trip.  poor guy.  the car ride was cramped with bags and stuff.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5099012-94544794?l=sarahmckenney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099012/posts/default/94544794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099012/posts/default/94544794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahmckenney.blogspot.com/2003_05_01_archive.html#94544794' title=''/><author><name>sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11949839969825218799</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-5099012.post-94409726</id><published>2003-05-15T16:38:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-05-15T16:38:51.546-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>post about the plays!&lt;br /&gt;before we were supposed to be there me liz and mle found some dresses from ancient greece.  we all put one on but liz took hers off after a while and walked around the school.  i had a purple one and mle had a bright pink one.  we saw mr. pinto standing outside so we walked out there and he was like "what are you wearing?"  when we went back to the theatre arts room gargus started yellin so we sneaked in and put the dresses back into the closet without her seeing us.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;before we went on we had graham take some pictures of the cast.  i threw him my camera but he missed and it fell and the button was pushed so a picture was taken...........basically the play was good...people got the jokes i didn't think they would.  then today gargus gave out the awards.  awards given to our play was lydnsey got a stage manager award.  liz got excellence in acting.  sara got best actress which she deserved and i got best supporting actress.  our play also won best play.  so we did really good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so then we walked around the halls puttin up flyers.  me, ashleigh, ashley, and lyndsey walked around and took tape and thumbtacks from other posters so we could hang up our flyers hehe.  but we got a stapler so that was easier.  &lt;br /&gt;k thats all i think.............&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5099012-94409726?l=sarahmckenney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099012/posts/default/94409726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099012/posts/default/94409726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahmckenney.blogspot.com/2003_05_01_archive.html#94409726' title=''/><author><name>sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11949839969825218799</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-5099012.post-94230397</id><published>2003-05-12T18:51:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-05-12T18:51:42.376-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wow im starting to slack in these journal entries i feel so ashamed.   maybe i should go stick my head in the oven to punish myself.  but i won't.  cause im not suicidle anymore  :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ive been really pissed off at my health class lately. not the entire class just some select people.  like john paul.  god i hate that kid.  we were watching a movie on smoking and there was this one lady who had to have a tube in her neck and he just started laughing at her because he thought it was hilarious what she has to go through.  argh.  its not funny when you have to go through it every day like i do.  my sister has exactly what she has.  in fact she has a lot of things smokers get minus the emphysema and lung cancer and all that jazz.  and i just don't like hearing people make fun of it.  she has gone through more surgery in the first year of her life than most people have in their entire lives!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eep.  2 days till the play.  eep again.  i got my costume hehe.  i love it.  we were supposed to have dress rehersal today but since there was other stuff going on we moved it to tomorrow.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i downloading the bloopers episode of friends which i haven't seen and i think i laughed the hardest on the part where chandler, rachel, and ross are trying to get a couch up a very narrow stairwell&lt;br /&gt;PIVOT&lt;br /&gt;PIVOT&lt;br /&gt;PIVOOOOOOOOOTHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAAHHAAH&lt;br /&gt;lmao&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5099012-94230397?l=sarahmckenney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099012/posts/default/94230397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099012/posts/default/94230397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahmckenney.blogspot.com/2003_05_01_archive.html#94230397' title=''/><author><name>sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11949839969825218799</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-5099012.post-94008721</id><published>2003-05-08T15:58:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-05-08T15:58:58.920-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i got an 86 on my french test!!&lt;br /&gt;like liz said "ill have to hang it on the refridgerator!!!!!!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5099012-94008721?l=sarahmckenney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099012/posts/default/94008721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099012/posts/default/94008721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahmckenney.blogspot.com/2003_05_01_archive.html#94008721' title=''/><author><name>sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11949839969825218799</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-5099012.post-93821028</id><published>2003-05-05T16:43:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-05-05T16:43:20.670-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey i decided to actually make a worthwhile post to give all you people something to read.&lt;br /&gt;1st period was health and i took a quiz that i think i bombed.  then in math i had a quiz that i did horrible on. and my french test i probably failed cause she was hurrying us.  you have 15 minutes to do this......5 minutes come on come one finis finis.  in lunch andrew said that someone said that we're probably gonna be doin oklahoma for our musical next year.......gracie is gonna bring me in the video so i can watch it.  and she also has to bring in that hippie jacket so i can see it!!!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;during the weekend i went to jen's house.&lt;br /&gt;when i got there i saw that her house was huge!  when she was givin me a tour i ran into her parents bed.  it really hurt.  we played the piano, air hockey and this slots machine in her game room.  we went to see anger management and i loved it.  it was sooo funny!  we got ritas on the way back.  then we flew a kite and it got stuck in trees and a light pole thingy.  we ran out of string!!!!  it was a real pain to get all the string back on the thing.  we chased her cat outside.  that is one fast kitty.  we were looking for her in her parents room and i ran into the bed again.  we also played this game for playstation where you have this dance mat and you have to put your feet on the right arrows.  it was crazy.  i couldn't do it that well.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on sunday i went to sesame place.  when we got there i called jenn and asked her where she was.  so then i found her and we went to some water rides.  but she forgot her bathing suit so me and my sister went without her.  then we went back and after some more rides we went to see elmos world live.  but me and my sister didn't get there in time so they closed off the theater.  so we went upstairs and found this room where you can write all over the wall.  i wrote a bunch of stuff.  some stuff that jenn wasn't too happy about hehehe.  well i saw elmo's world from up there.  after that we were hungry.  so i got some ice cream.  the guy there was really taking his sweet time.  there were like 5 people in front of me but it took him an hour to get through all of them.  well after some foodage me jenn my sister and her sister went to stand in line for the one roller coaster they had.  when we were about halfway through the line the parade started.  we could see it from where we were standing.  me and jenn were checking out some of the guys.  there was a cop, striped shirt guy, and guy standing next to guy with jester hat.  we never got any of their names.  after we waited for an hour to get to the ride me and kelly sat in the front car!! *WHEE* and jenn and my sister sat in the one behind us.  when we got off my neck hurt.  its the rides fault i should sue.  when we got off we got our stuff and left.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k thats all for now&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5099012-93821028?l=sarahmckenney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099012/posts/default/93821028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099012/posts/default/93821028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahmckenney.blogspot.com/2003_05_01_archive.html#93821028' title=''/><author><name>sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11949839969825218799</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-5099012.post-93772656</id><published>2003-05-04T21:32:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-05-04T21:32:18.470-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok i THINK its done&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5099012-93772656?l=sarahmckenney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099012/posts/default/93772656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099012/posts/default/93772656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahmckenney.blogspot.com/2003_05_01_archive.html#93772656' title=''/><author><name>sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11949839969825218799</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-5099012.post-93771049</id><published>2003-05-04T20:58:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-05-04T20:58:11.166-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey new layout that is still in the works a little i have some things here and there i have to fix before its done&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5099012-93771049?l=sarahmckenney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099012/posts/default/93771049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099012/posts/default/93771049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahmckenney.blogspot.com/2003_05_01_archive.html#93771049' title=''/><author><name>sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11949839969825218799</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-5099012.post-93679839</id><published>2003-05-02T20:13:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-05-02T20:13:13.630-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok i think this will be a quicky&lt;br /&gt;my mom is bein an ass and is not letting me work at six flags during the summer&lt;br /&gt;shes also not letting me stay off the base past 9 cause shes too lazy to come get me&lt;br /&gt;so im trapped until i can drive.  it really sux&lt;br /&gt;soo im gonna have to go to the movies during the day and then hurry home and then do nothing until the next day when i go to sesame place.&lt;br /&gt;well jenn's goin too so i should have fun&lt;br /&gt;i forgot something i was gonna say crap....&lt;br /&gt;im sure ill remember sometime&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5099012-93679839?l=sarahmckenney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099012/posts/default/93679839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099012/posts/default/93679839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahmckenney.blogspot.com/2003_05_01_archive.html#93679839' title=''/><author><name>sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11949839969825218799</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-5099012.post-93491482</id><published>2003-04-29T18:05:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-04-29T18:05:56.996-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i got to pet a little kitten today!! i was so happy it really made my day better!!  during history some lady brought in a little kitten and shes wondering if anybody wants it.  i want it but i can't since my daddy is allergic to cats.  it really sucks the big monkey butt.  well i got to pet it and i was so happy!! soo....yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;umm....ew&lt;br /&gt;the bachelor and bachelorette shows piss me off.  cause they call it reality even though the people on it who are desperate for a relationship are just.....you wonder how they don't already have a relationship because they're always perfect! and the pathetic nobodys looking for somebody to spend the rest of their life with are just trying to get on tv.  cause they're all perfect too!! perfect hair. perfect skin.  and that married by america show that seems to have disappeared.  perfect.  once more.  thats not reality.  other reality shows that aren't of people looking for love are ok.  i like american idol...i find it to be funny.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i finished watching season one of friends and it ended on the worst possible episode.  even though ive already seen it i don't like to be left hanging like that.  EVER.  aw man now i gotta go buy season two.  well i was planning on that anyway......but......so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im goin to sesame place on sunday!  i love sesame place its so much fun! since we usually get there first so we can go on all the rides before anybody! and its mostly water rides for anyone who hasn't gone!  rubbie duckie you're the one.....you make bathtime so much fun.......i forget the rest :D&lt;br /&gt;i got horribly sun burned the last time i went.  hopefully i won't this time i hate getting sunburned.  it hurts much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im also gonna be goin to jen m's house on saturday and we're gonna hang out and then go see anger management! woohoo i wanna see that movie so much!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh i got my report card.  as did most of you who read this.  im happy with my grades.  except for SOME people who get a 106 on a test and hate themselves afterward.  a 106! you think they'd be happy........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5099012-93491482?l=sarahmckenney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099012/posts/default/93491482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099012/posts/default/93491482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahmckenney.blogspot.com/2003_04_01_archive.html#93491482' title=''/><author><name>sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11949839969825218799</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-5099012.post-93347549</id><published>2003-04-27T12:37:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-04-27T12:37:41.056-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yesterday was the circus trip and all i have to say is....how do they get the animals to do that?!  but i got stuck sitting next to the rudest guy ever.  when he got there he came about half an hour after the show started and he wouldn't sit down! so the lady behind him asks him to please sit down so her daughter could see and he says "HEY CAN'T I TAKE OFF MY JACKET?! I HAD TO WAIT SO YOU HAVE TO WAIT TOO!!" hes was such a jerk!!&lt;br /&gt;well the show was amazing i reccomend it to everybody!!  lotsa lights! O_O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aaand today is my birthday whee!!! i got some stuff i wanted and im in the process of rounding up people to go the movies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5099012-93347549?l=sarahmckenney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099012/posts/default/93347549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099012/posts/default/93347549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahmckenney.blogspot.com/2003_04_01_archive.html#93347549' title=''/><author><name>sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11949839969825218799</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-5099012.post-93205823</id><published>2003-04-24T19:08:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-04-24T19:47:26.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>lately ive been thinking why i was put on this earth.  what is my purpose?  sure i have great friends who are there for me.  but i sure wish that i could've chosen my family.  my dad is always drinking and my mom is always yelling at me about something.  my sisters are a real pain too.  whenever i get a chance to be home alone i seize that oppurtunity to relax in the silence.  before spring break started my mom said she wants me to do stuff.  well ive had plenty of oppurtunities to hang out with friends but i always need a ride to their house or to the movie theater.  so even though they said they want me to hang out with friends they refuse to give me rides to anywhere!  so ive been pretty much friend deprived since spring break started.  i really wish that i had parents who were there for me.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i watched the sound of music today during my hours of solitude!  i got to the part where they are hiding from the bad people and my family walks in the door and all i could think was.........oh no.  so then my sister started playing with her new loud annoying toy that has the really high pitched irritating beeping noise so that i couldn't hear what was going on in the movie.  so i turn it up so that i can hear it.  so then my mom comes in and yells at me "TURN THAT TRASH DOWN!!!" so i do and she says "THATS NOT LOW ENOUGH!!!!!!" so she walks over and turns it down.  then i say "um mom i can't hear it at all" and she says "oh yeah?" and i say back to her "yeah cause see when the numbers are at 0 then that typically means that you can't hear anything coming from this box with the moving pictures" then she yells "DON'T SMART MOUTH ME IF I SAY THAT THATS HOW LOW ITS GONNA BE THEN THATS HOW LOW ITS GONNA BE!!  NOW GO CLEAN YOUR ROOM!!" i had already cleaned it yesterday.  and i slaved to make it sparkle.  and i told her that. so she got heather and set her loose in my room so then its a mess again.  "now its not clean. CLEAN IT UP!"  grr....well i have yet to clean it i didn't listen to her.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k i don't know what else to write&lt;br /&gt;bye bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5099012-93205823?l=sarahmckenney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099012/posts/default/93205823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099012/posts/default/93205823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahmckenney.blogspot.com/2003_04_01_archive.html#93205823' title=''/><author><name>sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11949839969825218799</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-5099012.post-93077598</id><published>2003-04-22T19:50:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-04-22T19:50:38.690-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im so frustrated.&lt;br /&gt;as you can probably see from my imood over above the shoutbox.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my dads adding more.&lt;br /&gt;is eating 3 of those chocolate kisses eating the whole bag in one seating?? i don't think so!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ho hum.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k im out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5099012-93077598?l=sarahmckenney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099012/posts/default/93077598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099012/posts/default/93077598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahmckenney.blogspot.com/2003_04_01_archive.html#93077598' title=''/><author><name>sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11949839969825218799</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-5099012.post-93075172</id><published>2003-04-22T19:01:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-04-22T19:01:31.200-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>you know when sometimes you can have a talent but not know it until somebody tells you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well today i was walking in the woods and i was singing but not realizing it...that happens sometime.  and this random guy walks up to me and he says "i think simon cowell just might give you props on your voice!" and im just like wha? you're kidding right?&lt;br /&gt;hmmmm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 DAYS BABY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5099012-93075172?l=sarahmckenney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099012/posts/default/93075172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099012/posts/default/93075172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahmckenney.blogspot.com/2003_04_01_archive.html#93075172' title=''/><author><name>sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11949839969825218799</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-5099012.post-93017278</id><published>2003-04-21T21:43:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-04-21T21:43:50.576-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ahh no &lt;br /&gt;i tried fixing my archive page and its really screwed up&lt;br /&gt;i need some help...i need an expert.  &lt;br /&gt;whats wrong is there is no link to bailey's blog on the archives and they end at april 11 so i tried republishing them and it says i can't cause im not an adminstrator...HELLO?! i own this blog its mine!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you can help then ..... help&lt;br /&gt;please?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5099012-93017278?l=sarahmckenney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099012/posts/default/93017278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099012/posts/default/93017278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahmckenney.blogspot.com/2003_04_01_archive.html#93017278' title=''/><author><name>sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11949839969825218799</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-5099012.post-93014535</id><published>2003-04-21T20:50:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-04-21T20:50:06.436-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ahhh my hand hurts!!&lt;br /&gt;probably cause i did a really detailed drawing today and getting ready to do another one.  ive been doin a lot of it lately.  maybe ill scan in my pictures and put them up somewhere for everyone to see :D&lt;br /&gt;ive been in a really good mood lately!! &lt;br /&gt;agh what am i doin to myself?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my parents left the house to me today and i was real happy bout that so i just chilled in the house alone.  something i dont get to do as often anymore.  bein alone sometimes is good. cause you can think about things without a sister comin in your room and sayin "SARAH COME LOOK FOR EGGS WITH ME!!!"  &lt;br /&gt;my house is way too noisy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grandpa: whats the scoop milkshakes?! i gotta hott date tonight so ill need the car&lt;br /&gt;homer: ohh no your not takin my car you'll probably drive it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love the simpsons!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im so excited i can't wait for saturday!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5099012-93014535?l=sarahmckenney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099012/posts/default/93014535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099012/posts/default/93014535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahmckenney.blogspot.com/2003_04_01_archive.html#93014535' title=''/><author><name>sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11949839969825218799</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-5099012.post-92994344</id><published>2003-04-21T14:04:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-04-21T14:04:52.670-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so i was talkin to cody on the phone and he gave me this coolo site.&lt;br /&gt;the &lt;a href="http://www.fridayfive.org/"&gt;Friday Five&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;even though its not friday here are last weeks five questions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Who is your favorite celebrity?&lt;br /&gt;ooo matthew perry definetly i love him hes sooo funny :D&lt;br /&gt;2. Who is your least favorite?&lt;br /&gt;um britney spears. i despise her&lt;br /&gt;3. Have you ever met or seen any celebrities in real life?&lt;br /&gt;i saw a whole bunch of characters at disney world...does that count?&lt;br /&gt;4. Would you want to be famous? Why or why not?&lt;br /&gt;sure.  looks like fun! :D&lt;br /&gt;5. If you had to trade places with a celebrity for a day, who would you choose and why?&lt;br /&gt;Courtney Cox.  cause she gets to be married to matthew perry on friends :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe i like these.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come support your local music scene&lt;br /&gt;	Saturday, April 26th&lt;br /&gt;	CB Lamb park   4:30 pm&lt;br /&gt;	FREE music show for all!!!&lt;br /&gt;SkinGraft, A New Unity, The Perfect Solution, &lt;br /&gt;            OverIssue, Stabbing Pencils &lt;br /&gt;and more…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;id go but im goin to the circus that day.....oh well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but jenn is involved in some way in overissue so i thought id advertside it in a way.....well go!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5099012-92994344?l=sarahmckenney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099012/posts/default/92994344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099012/posts/default/92994344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahmckenney.blogspot.com/2003_04_01_archive.html#92994344' title=''/><author><name>sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11949839969825218799</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-5099012.post-92947728</id><published>2003-04-20T18:03:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-04-20T18:03:32.356-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>01] what's your first name? Sarah&lt;br /&gt;[02] middle name? Jean&lt;br /&gt;[04] nickname? Sarahrahrah&lt;br /&gt;[06] gender? Female&lt;br /&gt;[07] birthday? April 27&lt;br /&gt;[08] your sign? Taurus&lt;br /&gt;[09] where do you live? America&lt;br /&gt;[10] do you have a boyfriend/girlfriend? yes we hit one day today :D&lt;br /&gt;[11] if so what's her/his name? Cody&lt;br /&gt;[12] have you ever been in love? yeah duh&lt;br /&gt;[13] who are/were your crushes? oh well my close friends know&lt;br /&gt;[14] do you have any piercings, or want any piercings? yes two in each ear&lt;br /&gt;[15] if so what do you have/want pierced? i want 3 in each ear!&lt;br /&gt;[16] do you have a tattoo or want one? um....dont have one i probably will in the future though&lt;br /&gt;[17] if so what kind and where? i dont really know&lt;br /&gt;[18] where do you shop at the most? places&lt;br /&gt;[19] what color is your hair? red, brown......&lt;br /&gt;[20] what color are your eyes? um.....green&lt;br /&gt;[21] how tall are you? 5,4?&lt;br /&gt;[23] do you smoke? nope&lt;br /&gt;[24] do your friends smoke? i certainly hope not&lt;br /&gt;[25] who are your closest friends? ellen, liz, bailey, jenanan&lt;br /&gt;[26] who are your friends? everybody!&lt;br /&gt;[27] who are your best friends online? online? um....jenanan?&lt;br /&gt;[28] do you like bath &amp; body works? smells good&lt;br /&gt;[29] kind of shampoo and conditioner do you use? herbal essences&lt;br /&gt;[30] is your hair short or long? long a little past my shoulders&lt;br /&gt;[31] do you like to shop? eh not really&lt;br /&gt;[32] what sports do you play? um....softball&lt;br /&gt;[33] what turns you on? llamas&lt;br /&gt;[34] what turns you off? pimps&lt;br /&gt;[35] what place do you go for fun? movies....&lt;br /&gt;[36] what do you do for fun? round up friends and act stupid&lt;br /&gt;[37] how many phones do you have in your house? 6....i think&lt;br /&gt;[38] how many tv's do you have in your house? 4&lt;br /&gt;[39] what's your favorite food(s)? salad&lt;br /&gt;[40] do you look like anyone famous? not really&lt;br /&gt;[41] do you think ricky martin is muy guapo (very handsome)? hell no&lt;br /&gt;[42] who are the most attractive people you know? cody is a sexy beast :P&lt;br /&gt;[43] are you a virgin? yeah&lt;br /&gt;[44] do you wish to be like your parents? ..........................hell no&lt;br /&gt;[45] what cologne should a hot guy wear? i dunno&lt;br /&gt;[46] what are you listening to right now? the mom wigging out&lt;br /&gt;[48] how many hours per day do you spend talking on the phone? practically none&lt;br /&gt;[49] do you have your own phone line? nope&lt;br /&gt;[51] what are your favorite shoes? you know....i dont know&lt;br /&gt;[52] what kind of clothes do you sleep in: pajamas....what kind of quiz is this?&lt;br /&gt;[53] what's your favorite soda? id have to say pepsi twist&lt;br /&gt;[54] what things do you say a lot? uh huh&lt;br /&gt;[56] who is the coolest person in the world?: your mom&lt;br /&gt;[57] do you think you're weird or funny? a lot of both&lt;br /&gt;[59] who was the last person you called? um......my moms cell to ask her somethin&lt;br /&gt;[60] where do you wanna get married? Earth&lt;br /&gt;[61] who is the hottest girl/guy in your school? aw why does it have to be in my school??&lt;br /&gt;[62] what are your favorite girl names? Ashley and uhhh Katie&lt;br /&gt;[63] what are your favorite guy names? cody yeah duh&lt;br /&gt;[64] what's your worst memory in the past 5 years? I don't really keep the bad memories.&lt;br /&gt;[65] what's your favorite childhood memory? um my 5th birthday when i got the little mermaid toothpaste? i dont kno...........crackwhore&lt;br /&gt;[66] what is your favorite fast food restaurant? mcdonalds they got good salads&lt;br /&gt;[67] who do you really hate? That dustin kid&lt;br /&gt;[68] do you have any brothers and sisters? uh-huh&lt;br /&gt;[69] if so, names? Karen and Heather&lt;br /&gt;[70] do you have a pool? nope&lt;br /&gt;[71] do you have a spa? nope&lt;br /&gt;[72] are you stupid? yeah, all the freakin' time!&lt;br /&gt;[73] what are you addicted to? smokin weed&lt;br /&gt;[74] do you like jewelry? its ok&lt;br /&gt;[75] who do you wish you were? me&lt;br /&gt;[76] who has it easier, boys or girls? guys.  duhhh.  &lt;br /&gt;[77] would you rather be short or tall? tall&lt;br /&gt;[78] do you like to dance? sure&lt;br /&gt;[79] do you like playing pranks on people? hell yeah&lt;br /&gt;[80] what's your least favorite subject in school? French&lt;br /&gt;[81] what's your favorite subject in school? Theatre Arts&lt;br /&gt;[82] what time is it? 5:33&lt;br /&gt;[83] what college do you wanna go to? UARTS&lt;br /&gt;[84] what school do you go to now? Northern Burlington....yeah u feel sorry for me&lt;br /&gt;[85] do you have a playstation or nintendo 64? both&lt;br /&gt;[85] if so, what are your favorite games? i dunno i haven't played in forever&lt;br /&gt;[87] do you sleep a lot? when I get the chance, yeah.&lt;br /&gt;[88] what are your favorite radio stations? 96.5&lt;br /&gt;[90] are you a morning person? zZzZ nope&lt;br /&gt;[91] what's your favorite tv station? comedy central&lt;br /&gt;[92] do you wear nail polish? no&lt;br /&gt;[93] how often do you shower? every day&lt;br /&gt;[94] do you get along with your parents? no&lt;br /&gt;[95] what room do you spend the most time in? My room&lt;br /&gt;[96] how many rooms does your house have? 1 living room, 1 den, 1 dining room, 4 bedrooms, 2 bathrooms....windows closest and such&lt;br /&gt;[97] what do you wanna be when you're out of school? successfull&lt;br /&gt;[98] do you curse a lot? Not as much as most people&lt;br /&gt;[99] are you ticklish? of course not...........heh heh........heh&lt;br /&gt;[100] THERE IS NO QUESTION!!! &lt;br /&gt;[101] what are you wearing right now? stuff&lt;br /&gt;[102] do you go to church? no&lt;br /&gt;[103] do you like the person who sent you this?of course&lt;br /&gt;[104] do you believe in god? uh huh&lt;br /&gt;[105] do you like to watch pda's? public display of affection? no pervert&lt;br /&gt;[106] do you show pda? nooo&lt;br /&gt;[107] do you believe in love at first sight? sure&lt;br /&gt;[108] what color tooth brush do you use? purple&lt;br /&gt;[109] how many times a day do you brush your teeth? 2&lt;br /&gt;[110] who is your favorite cartoon character? Tweety bid tweet tweet!&lt;br /&gt;[111] do you have a job? i will in about 2 months...damn school&lt;br /&gt;[113] what's your favorite fruit? apples&lt;br /&gt;[114] what's your favorite veggies? lettuce&lt;br /&gt;[115] what's your favorite candy? um i dunno candy's great&lt;br /&gt;[116] what was the best day of your life so far? hmmm ive gone through many days how do you expect me to pick just one??!!&lt;br /&gt;[117] what are you gonna do today? sleep im so tired&lt;br /&gt;[118] are you momma's little angel? Of course! Except I don't have a halo, and I'm a total pain in her ass. But other than that.&lt;br /&gt;[119] do you wear body spray? yup&lt;br /&gt;[120] who is the sweetest girl? hmmm..................you know i don't really know :) maybe casey&lt;br /&gt;[121] who is the sweetest guy? um....ummmm.......possibly....john everybody loves john&lt;br /&gt;[122] are you wearing nail polish now? no&lt;br /&gt;[123] if so, what color? CRACKWHORE!&lt;br /&gt;[124] how many rings or necklaces do you own? i dont know&lt;br /&gt;[125] do you wear a watch? no&lt;br /&gt;[126] did/do you have braces? nope&lt;br /&gt;[127] are you tired? yes!! definetly im fallin asleep at the computer i need a nap&lt;br /&gt;[130] what are you thinking right now? i hate you you!!!&lt;br /&gt;[131] are you having fun? .................................................&lt;br /&gt;[132] what time is it? 5:41&lt;br /&gt;[133] who makes you laugh? People........&lt;br /&gt;[134] who's your favorite teacher? ohhh daniels...orr no no! pinto he tells us stories :D&lt;br /&gt;[135] what is the best concert you have ever been to? i dunno&lt;br /&gt;[136] what is your favorite dream? i cant recall&lt;br /&gt;[137] what is your worst dream? when all my friends say they hate me&lt;br /&gt;[138] are you tired of filling this out yet? oh yes but i carry on&lt;br /&gt;[139] who of your friends do you think will get bored with this the most? i don't anyone will make it this far&lt;br /&gt;[140] who sent this lovely survey to you? i found it&lt;br /&gt;[141] what's your worst memory as a little kid? Didn't we already do this?&lt;br /&gt;[142] have you ever cheated on anyone/been cheated on? yes twice by the same person actually.....this thing is depressing me!!&lt;br /&gt;[143] do you believe in santa claus? Yeah! I'm serious, I'm like the only one left.&lt;br /&gt;[144] do you believe in ghosts? eh...a little&lt;br /&gt;*what's better? choose one or neither* &lt;br /&gt;[145] rap or r&amp;b? neither&lt;br /&gt;[146] pop or rock? rock&lt;br /&gt;[147] rock or metal? rock&lt;br /&gt;[148] classical or jazz? uh classical&lt;br /&gt;[149] hanson or manson?ew neither&lt;br /&gt;[150] koRn or 311? korn&lt;br /&gt;[151] no doubt or garbage? no doubt&lt;br /&gt;[152] jewel or fiona apple? dont kno&lt;br /&gt;[153] offspring or nine inch nails? nine inch nails&lt;br /&gt;[154] sugar ray or tool? sugar ray&lt;br /&gt;[155] backstreet boys or *nsync? ah get em away from me!!&lt;br /&gt;[156] joey mcintyre or jordan knight? joey mcintyre&lt;br /&gt;*your opinions* &lt;br /&gt;[157] what do you think about boy bands? ugh&lt;br /&gt;[158] what do you think about country? ugh&lt;br /&gt;[159] what do you think about heavy metal? ok&lt;br /&gt;[160] what do you think about rap? ugh&lt;br /&gt;[161] what do you think about r&amp;b? this is getting repetitive&lt;br /&gt;[162] do you think nkotb are coming back? noooo .&lt;br /&gt;*yes or no or eh* &lt;br /&gt;[163] like Hanson? no&lt;br /&gt;[164] like *Nsync? no&lt;br /&gt;[165] like Backstreet Boys? no&lt;br /&gt;[166] like Korn? yes&lt;br /&gt;[167] like Orgy? ??um no&lt;br /&gt;[168] like Sugar Ray? yes&lt;br /&gt;[169] like Metalica? yes&lt;br /&gt;[170] like No doubt? yes&lt;br /&gt;[171] like Britney Spears? i ate her&lt;br /&gt;[172] like Saves The Day? eh&lt;br /&gt;[173] like Dashboard Confessional? no&lt;br /&gt;[174] like MxPx? i don't know them&lt;br /&gt;[175] like Nine Inch Nails? are they still alive?&lt;br /&gt;[176] like Busta Rhymes? no!&lt;br /&gt;[177] like the Offspring? eh&lt;br /&gt;[178] like Shakira? yes&lt;br /&gt;[179] like Nelly Furtado? yup&lt;br /&gt;[180] like Ludacris? eh&lt;br /&gt;[181] like Janet Jackson? she ok&lt;br /&gt;[182] like Nickelback? not really&lt;br /&gt;[183] like Puddle Of Mudd? to roll around in? sure&lt;br /&gt;[184] like Cold? um....&lt;br /&gt;[185] like Lil Bow Wow? not really...no&lt;br /&gt;[186] like DMX? no&lt;br /&gt;[187] like Twisted Sister? who?&lt;br /&gt;[188] like Misfits? what?&lt;br /&gt;[189] like ICP? where?&lt;br /&gt;[190] like Dixie Chicks? um eh&lt;br /&gt;[191] like Mariah Carey? yeah&lt;br /&gt;[192] like Joe? Joe who?&lt;br /&gt;[193] like Hoobastank? Hooooooooooba&lt;br /&gt;[194] like Eminem? a little&lt;br /&gt;[195] like Shania Twain? a little&lt;br /&gt;[196] like Ja-Rule? nooo&lt;br /&gt;[197] like Jay-Z? ugh no&lt;br /&gt;[198] like Blues Traveler? a bit&lt;br /&gt;[199] like Barenaked Ladies? yeah, their older stuff.&lt;br /&gt;[200] like Incubus? hell. yes.&lt;br /&gt;[201] like Green Day? they're the basis of modern-day punk! awesomeness.&lt;br /&gt;[202] like RANCID? why is that in capital letters?&lt;br /&gt;[203] do you like the Beatles? my mom does&lt;br /&gt;[204] do you like The Deftones? no&lt;br /&gt;[205] do you like the Strokes? a little&lt;br /&gt;[206] do you like Queen? yeah!&lt;br /&gt;[207] do you like Elton John? no&lt;br /&gt;Seems Forever? um who?&lt;br /&gt;[209] do you like Depeche Mode? i dont know&lt;br /&gt;[210] how many cd's do you have? lots!&lt;br /&gt;[211] what cd's are in your cd player? i have no idea and i dont really wanna go look&lt;br /&gt;[212] how many tapes do you have? a few&lt;br /&gt;[213] do you own videos of your favorite group? nope&lt;br /&gt;[214] do you record your favorite group when they're on tv?um sometimes....i dont kno.....crackwhore&lt;br /&gt;[215] are you obsessed with your favorite group/singer/band? no&lt;br /&gt;[216] what's the oldest group/singer you are still listening to? i have no idea!&lt;br /&gt;[217] are most of your friends music freaks? a few are&lt;br /&gt;[218] what do you think of the girls and the whole teeny bopper thing? kill them....kill them all.&lt;br /&gt;[219] have you ever paid for a pay-per-view? no &lt;br /&gt;[220] do you ever buy merchandise of your favorite group? yeah if i have the money....sure why not?&lt;br /&gt;[221] what tv station is better...mtv or vh1?mtv duh&lt;br /&gt;[222] what is the worst show on mtv? um i dont kno.....probably that diary show&lt;br /&gt;[223] what is the best show on mtv? that battle of the sexes that i haven't seen in weeks&lt;br /&gt;[224] if you could marry any music person who would it be? ohhhhh i dont kno&lt;br /&gt;[225] what is the worst cd you own? hanson i dont know what was goin through my mind&lt;br /&gt;[226] what's your favorite movie soundtrack? coyote ugly&lt;br /&gt;[227] friend(s) that looks most like you? rachel&lt;br /&gt;[228] friend(s) you have the most fun with? i have fun with all my friends&lt;br /&gt;[229] friend(s) you've dreamt about? anyone...&lt;br /&gt;[230] long or short hair? um..? what? k&lt;br /&gt;[231] dark or blonde? dark?&lt;br /&gt;[232] tall or short? what am i doing?&lt;br /&gt;[233] mr. sensitive or mr. funny? oh ok i get it...mr. funny&lt;br /&gt;[235] dark or light eyes? dark&lt;br /&gt;[236] hat or no hat? no hat&lt;br /&gt;[237] ears pierced or no? um i dunno it doesn't really matter.&lt;br /&gt;[238] dark, tan or fair? doesn't matter.&lt;br /&gt;[239] NO QUESTION&lt;br /&gt;[240] freckles or none? it doesn't matter to me!&lt;br /&gt;[241] rugged outdoorsy type or sportsy type? sportsy &lt;br /&gt;[242] all american, homey g, or grunge? um um um ummmmmmmmmmmmmm all american DAMMIT i dont know.....&lt;br /&gt;[243] accent or american? doesn't matter! jeez.&lt;br /&gt;*preferences* &lt;br /&gt;[244] mt. dew or surge? Dew&lt;br /&gt;[245] mcdonalds or burger king? McDonalds&lt;br /&gt;[246] coke or pepsi? Pepsi&lt;br /&gt;[247] rather marry the perfect lover or perfect friend? Perfect friend. &lt;br /&gt;[248] sweet or sour? sweet&lt;br /&gt;[249] chocolate or vanilla? vanilla&lt;br /&gt;[250] tea or coffee?tea&lt;br /&gt;[251] sappy/action/comedy/horror? comedy horrors scare me....uh huh duh&lt;br /&gt;[252] cats or dogs? cats are cuddly&lt;br /&gt;[253] cool ranch or nacho cheese? NACHO CHEESE IS THE SHIZNIT!!!&lt;br /&gt;[254] mud or jello wrestling? mud is fun&lt;br /&gt;[255] with or without ice-cubes? with &lt;br /&gt;[256] milk/dark/white chocolate? white chocolate is also the shiznit&lt;br /&gt;[257] rain or shine? rain its fun to run around in&lt;br /&gt;[258] top or bottom? ummm bottom&lt;br /&gt;[259] favorite season? spring fall i dunno summer no too hot winter too cold fall and spring are perfect.&lt;br /&gt;[260] strawberry or cherry? strawberry&lt;br /&gt;[261] skiing or boarding? both caused me injuries....boarding&lt;br /&gt;[262] cake or cookies? cake!&lt;br /&gt;[263] cereal or toast? cereal, or buttered toast. Or buttered cereal! mmmm...&lt;br /&gt;[264] car or truck? car&lt;br /&gt;[265] night or day? night&lt;br /&gt;[266] gloves or mittens? gloves&lt;br /&gt;[267] pager or cell phone? cell phone&lt;br /&gt;[268] bunk bed or waterbed? i have a bunk bed but water beds are o so fun&lt;br /&gt;[269] chewing gum or hard candy? gum&lt;br /&gt;[270] motor boat or canoe? canoe, as long as we don't fall over.&lt;br /&gt;[271] lights on or off? off&lt;br /&gt;*what's your favorite?* &lt;br /&gt;[276] what's your favorite color? blue&lt;br /&gt;[277] what's your favorite number? 6&lt;br /&gt;[278] what's your favorite drink? hmm&lt;br /&gt;[279] what's your favorite animal? i like bunnies a lot&lt;br /&gt;[280] what's your favorite holiday? a certain day comin up in 7 days&lt;br /&gt;[281] what's your favorite quote? actually im not sure&lt;br /&gt;[282] what's your favorite sound? the sound of my victims screams mwahaha&lt;br /&gt;[283] what's your favorite ice cream flavor? lemon&lt;br /&gt;[284] what's your favorite song ever? Oh god, that's hard. I'll get back to you on that.&lt;br /&gt;[285] what's your favorite book? um i dont know&lt;br /&gt;[286] what's your favorite movie? the back to the future movies&lt;br /&gt;[287] what's your favorite tv show? i love gilligan's island&lt;br /&gt;[288] what's your favorite place? my room&lt;br /&gt;[289] what's your favorite game? charades&lt;br /&gt;[290] what's your favorite scent? raspberries&lt;br /&gt;[291] what's your favorite shape? um circles???? weird question&lt;br /&gt;[292] what's your favorite texture? corduroy&lt;br /&gt;[293] what's your house gonna look like? big....white......um big&lt;br /&gt;[294] how many kids do you want? i dont know...after children's theatre day i dont know if i can even handle one&lt;br /&gt;*on relationships* &lt;br /&gt;[295] what does your ideal girlfriend/boyfriend look like? hmm dark hair...dark eyes.....a little taller than me....hey i just described cody hehehehehe&lt;br /&gt;[296] how do they act? sweet and funny&lt;br /&gt;[297] where is your dream date? someplace fun&lt;br /&gt;[298] do you like to call or be called?depends really&lt;br /&gt;[299] move anywhere, where would it be? hollywood&lt;br /&gt;[300] what time is it now? 6:01 damn its over &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FINALLY&lt;br /&gt;never let me do that again...............&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5099012-92947728?l=sarahmckenney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099012/posts/default/92947728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099012/posts/default/92947728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahmckenney.blogspot.com/2003_04_01_archive.html#92947728' title=''/><author><name>sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11949839969825218799</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-5099012.post-92942106</id><published>2003-04-20T15:24:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-04-20T15:27:11.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i smell barbecue i hate barbecue&lt;br /&gt;sniff sniff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i found a bunch o sheet music i would like for presents :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://search.barnesandnoble.com/booksearch/isbnInquiry.asp?userid=36RCOXS7MP&amp;sourceid=00003447017899281500&amp;bfdate=04%2D20%2D2003+12%3A20%3A49&amp;isbn=0793567491&amp;itm=71"&gt;Disney's Princess Collection&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://search.barnesandnoble.com/booksearch/isbnInquiry.asp?userid=36RCOXS7MP&amp;sourceid=00003447017899281500&amp;bfdate=04%2D20%2D2003+12%3A20%3A49&amp;isbn=0793598761&amp;itm=175"&gt;The Sound of Music&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://search.barnesandnoble.com/booksearch/isbnInquiry.asp?userid=36RCOXS7MP&amp;sourceid=00003447017899281500&amp;bfdate=04%2D20%2D2003+12%3A20%3A49&amp;isbn=079358986X&amp;itm=249"&gt;Mariah Carey Butterfly&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://search.barnesandnoble.com/booksearch/isbnInquiry.asp?userid=36RCOXS7MP&amp;sourceid=00003447017899281500&amp;bfdate=04%2D20%2D2003+12%3A20%3A49&amp;isbn=0898986230&amp;itm=265"&gt;The Wizard of Oz&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://search.barnesandnoble.com/booksearch/isbnInquiry.asp?userid=36RCOXS7MP&amp;sourceid=00003447017899281500&amp;bfdate=04%2D20%2D2003+12%3A20%3A49&amp;isbn=076920001X&amp;itm=329"&gt;Anastasia&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://search.barnesandnoble.com/booksearch/isbnInquiry.asp?userid=36RCOXS7MP&amp;sourceid=00003447017899281500&amp;bfdate=04%2D20%2D2003+12%3A20%3A49&amp;isbn=0793593085&amp;itm=560"&gt;Mulan&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://search.barnesandnoble.com/booksearch/isbnInquiry.asp?userid=36RCOXS7MP&amp;sourceid=00003447017899281500&amp;bfdate=04%2D20%2D2003+12%3A20%3A49&amp;isbn=079353416X&amp;itm=564"&gt;Lion King&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://search.barnesandnoble.com/booksearch/isbnInquiry.asp?userid=36RCOXS7MP&amp;sourceid=00003447017899281500&amp;bfdate=04%2D20%2D2003+12%3A20%3A49&amp;isbn=0634045180&amp;itm=6"&gt;Contemporary Disney&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://search.barnesandnoble.com/booksearch/isbnInquiry.asp?userid=36RCOXS7MP&amp;sourceid=00003447017899281500&amp;bfdate=04%2D20%2D2003+12%3A20%3A49&amp;isbn=063404513X&amp;itm=7"&gt;Disney Giant Movie Hits&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;viola&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go &lt;a href="http://www.albinoblacksheep.com"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; its some hilarious stuff.  my personal favorite is the demented cartoon movie. its about a half hour long and its incredibly funny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5099012-92942106?l=sarahmckenney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099012/posts/default/92942106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099012/posts/default/92942106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahmckenney.blogspot.com/2003_04_01_archive.html#92942106' title=''/><author><name>sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11949839969825218799</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-5099012.post-92910895</id><published>2003-04-19T21:12:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-04-19T21:12:58.640-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey its 8:48 right now on a saturday night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mommy booked tickets to the circus today.  we got great seats!  ive only gone to a circus once before when i was 3.  i remember bein terrified of the loud music and big animals and the devils in disguise.  otherwise known as clowns.  but im older and more mature now.  i can handle it!!! besides with todays technology theres bound to be lots of lights and colors.  and who doesn't love lots of them?? i kno i do.  and u should. they're pretty.  we're goin april 26 one day before my birthday.  one day before i hit 15!  yay i can't wait.  its gonna be oodles of fun.  i get to make fun of fat men in red noses.  maybe ill run off and join them someday....it is the greatest show on earth. i wanna be an elephant....:P j/k.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah lil romeo is on the tv and hes got these 12 or 13 year old girls dancin like they're strippers or somethin.  its pretty scary.  im averting my eyes to the screen until the song is over.....o_O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today i was chattin it up on aim and some strange guy ims me and hes sayin these things that just totally freak me out.  totally random things.  like the squirrels live in my pants.  i thanked him for expanded my knowledge on such fine topics, warned him a few times, then blocked him.  stalkers on aim annoy me.  the world is full of them.  i should get out my flame thrower from my closet, dust it off, and go on a rampage.  you know you wanna join me.  it should be a marvelous time...seein people smolder and burn and turn into a pile of ash*stares off into space mumbling*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh by the way....me and cody are goin out now.  it was bound to happen sometime.  i don't even know why im saying this in here cause the only people who read this that know him are steph, melissa, and kayt.  i hope i don't screw this up.  im no good at relationships.  and since this is a long distance one that can't make it any better.  he doesn't have aim or a blog or any of that.  ill have to convince him.  he says he hates that sort of thing.....ill convince him....ill try my best!&lt;br /&gt;i hope this lasts longer than my past relationship&lt;br /&gt;last relationship- 2 weeks&lt;br /&gt;that sux&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i heard this one song today and i started crying cause of the memories it holds.  if you wanna know then ask steph.  her sn is MyLeftShoe.  but shes never on....literally.  i think shes on about once a month.  jeez.  but if she does get on then talk to her! shes loads o fun!!!!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was watchin some whose line yesterday and here are some of my favorite quotes&lt;br /&gt;damn this is sad.&lt;br /&gt;Ryan&lt;br /&gt;-hahahahahhaha im sorry.  i do&lt;br /&gt;-you may now frisk the bride.&lt;br /&gt;-colin do you sleep in boxer shorts?&lt;br /&gt;-stepped in poo yay yay yay&lt;br /&gt;-thank god you're here wet t-shirt contest boy!&lt;br /&gt;-im pregnant&lt;br /&gt;-so i told regis im leavin the show&lt;br /&gt;Drew&lt;br /&gt;-PORNO!!&lt;br /&gt;-super scooper&lt;br /&gt;-we should all get zippers on our pants&lt;br /&gt;-you crazy&lt;br /&gt;-hi im al gore&lt;br /&gt;Colin&lt;br /&gt;-give me liberty or a bran muffin!&lt;br /&gt;-get me my brown pants!&lt;br /&gt;-im canadian.  that should explain everything&lt;br /&gt;-sometimes im hot.  sometimes im cold.  right now im juuust right.&lt;br /&gt;-i taste like butter but im not&lt;br /&gt;-no i don't know where the others are*shifty eyes*&lt;br /&gt;-i cut up the rubber raft and made a woman!&lt;br /&gt;Wayne&lt;br /&gt;-*sings*after we make lovezZzZzZzZzZ&lt;br /&gt;-hurt you!&lt;br /&gt;-ill go get some khaki!&lt;br /&gt;-stop laughing soldier!&lt;br /&gt;-hiiiiiyahhhhh!&lt;br /&gt;wow that was pathetic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5099012-92910895?l=sarahmckenney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099012/posts/default/92910895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099012/posts/default/92910895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahmckenney.blogspot.com/2003_04_01_archive.html#92910895' title=''/><author><name>sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11949839969825218799</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-5099012.post-92843101</id><published>2003-04-18T12:11:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-04-18T12:11:00.936-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey im forced to update on a different computer cause something happened on our other one.  i was listenin to music and then it froze so i restarted it and it wouldn't come back on.....so its dead.       &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: hey mom&lt;br /&gt;mom: what do you want&lt;br /&gt;me: did you know that the circus' last day is on my birthday?&lt;br /&gt;mom: yes&lt;br /&gt;me: hint hint&lt;br /&gt;mom: ok i guess we can go to the circus for your birthday&lt;br /&gt;me: really?! wow that was easier than i thought it would be&lt;br /&gt;mom: IF we can ge tickets&lt;br /&gt;me: yay!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i guess ill be goin to the circus.&lt;br /&gt;if we can get tickets!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5099012-92843101?l=sarahmckenney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099012/posts/default/92843101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099012/posts/default/92843101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahmckenney.blogspot.com/2003_04_01_archive.html#92843101' title=''/><author><name>sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11949839969825218799</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-5099012.post-92801855</id><published>2003-04-17T17:50:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-04-17T17:50:28.310-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>attention!!&lt;br /&gt;woohoo my parents say that during the summer i can work at six flags!&lt;br /&gt;wahoo..............at least if they have job openings...i hope they do i need money jeez&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so come on down and watch me act like a complete idiot....&lt;br /&gt;come to think of it it won't be that much different&lt;br /&gt;:P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah i wanna be a costume character so bad!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5099012-92801855?l=sarahmckenney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099012/posts/default/92801855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099012/posts/default/92801855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahmckenney.blogspot.com/2003_04_01_archive.html#92801855' title=''/><author><name>sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11949839969825218799</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-5099012.post-92796795</id><published>2003-04-17T16:07:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-04-17T16:07:41.483-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today we had an assembly and i can't say i hated it cause i knew everyone in it.  so they would beat me up cause im feeble and can't fight heh&lt;br /&gt;i didn't hate it i liked it&lt;br /&gt;i liked the dancing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jenn don't feel bad bout bringin me down i would've rather heard it from you than from one of them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today the power went out during theatre arts so we had to practice in the dark!&lt;br /&gt;it was quite funny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was sleepin in french...zZzZzZ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gracie sang happy birthday to me in a bunch of different styles such as opera. hahahaha.  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5099012-92796795?l=sarahmckenney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099012/posts/default/92796795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099012/posts/default/92796795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahmckenney.blogspot.com/2003_04_01_archive.html#92796795' title=''/><author><name>sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11949839969825218799</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-5099012.post-92738250</id><published>2003-04-16T17:22:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-04-16T17:22:45.263-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today was a good day until 9th period&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for health we went outside and played kickball!  i was so proud of myself i made two runs and caught a fly ball....maybe it was all those years of softball................huh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got another research paper for english to do.  my topic is emily dickinson....her name rings  a bell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in band i didn't have to take my playing test!! but ohhh noooo once again i forgot my music.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9th period jenn told me somethin that brought me down but i won't go into that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;soo umm yep those are the highlights of the day&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5099012-92738250?l=sarahmckenney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099012/posts/default/92738250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099012/posts/default/92738250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahmckenney.blogspot.com/2003_04_01_archive.html#92738250' title=''/><author><name>sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11949839969825218799</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-5099012.post-92731267</id><published>2003-04-16T15:13:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-04-16T15:13:09.060-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ugh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what is he thinking..............jeez&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5099012-92731267?l=sarahmckenney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099012/posts/default/92731267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099012/posts/default/92731267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahmckenney.blogspot.com/2003_04_01_archive.html#92731267' title=''/><author><name>sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11949839969825218799</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-5099012.post-92681822</id><published>2003-04-15T20:01:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-04-15T20:01:28.280-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>survey!&lt;br /&gt;1. [Spell your name backwards]: haras yenneckm&lt;br /&gt;2. [Where do you live?]: New Jersey&lt;br /&gt;3. [Describe yourself in 4 words]: i've been called goofy, free-spirited, open minded, and anorexic.......im not anorexic but i have been called that...and i think i spelled it wrong........and this is way more than 4 words&lt;br /&gt;4. [Who/WHAT is your worst enemy?]: Myself...I'm such a klutz&lt;br /&gt;5. [If you could have any animal for a pet, what would it be?]:a dragon so i can toast marshmallows at any time&lt;br /&gt;6. [What is the latest you've ever stayed up]: um 36 hours? oh the joy of living with your best friend&lt;br /&gt;7. [Ever been to Belgium?]: ....................no&lt;br /&gt;8. [What's your favorite coin?]: ..............................penny? cause its a different color other than silver?? i dont know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[DESCRIBE YOUR...]&lt;br /&gt;9. [Wallet]: its got some school pictures and a big pineapple on it&lt;br /&gt;10. [Brush]: silver metal&lt;br /&gt;11. [Toothbrush]: purple&lt;br /&gt;12. [Jewelry worn daily]:two studs in each ear cause im boring when it comes to jewelry&lt;br /&gt;13. [Pillow cover]: purple&lt;br /&gt;14. [Blanket]: purple&lt;br /&gt;15. [Coffee cup]: i don't drink coffee that often but my favorite one out the oh so many we have is the one with tigger on it&lt;br /&gt;16. [Sunglasses]: ..........you mean my big big hott pink plastic ones i haven't worn in years?&lt;br /&gt;17. [Underwear]: heh&lt;br /&gt;18. [Shoes]: Boy, we getting personal here aren't we&lt;br /&gt;19. [Handbag]: none&lt;br /&gt;20. [Favorite top]: my superhero shirt!&lt;br /&gt;21. [Favorite pants]: um...my blue ones? oh wait they're all pretty much blue&lt;br /&gt;22. [Cologne/Perfume]: it says glitter babes on the bottle thing&lt;br /&gt;23. [CD in stereo right now]: um i think its system&lt;br /&gt;24. [Tattoos]: um none yet!&lt;br /&gt;25. [Piercings]: Ears&lt;br /&gt;26. [Wearing]: Jeans and black shirt with marvin the martian&lt;br /&gt;27. [Hair]: shoulder length and varies in color :P&lt;br /&gt;28. [Makeup]: only if im on stage&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT/WHO (is/are)&lt;br /&gt;29. [In my mouth]: my tongue last I checked&lt;br /&gt;30. [In my head]: gooey stuff&lt;br /&gt;31. [Wishing]: i could understand&lt;br /&gt;32. [After this]: what am i psychic?&lt;br /&gt;33. [Talking to]: mom&lt;br /&gt;34. [Eating]: nothing&lt;br /&gt;35. [Do you like candles]: Yup&lt;br /&gt;36. [Do you like incense]: Yup&lt;br /&gt;37. [Do you like the taste of blood]: Rarrr I'm a vampire&lt;br /&gt;38. [If you could get away with it and murder anyone, who and for what reason?]: Oh, you would just love me to tell you wouldn't you! You're not tricking me this time!&lt;br /&gt;39. [Person you wish you could be with right now]: I don't have to wish...I'm right here XD&lt;br /&gt;40. [What/Who is next to you]: my invisible friend..............he likes you&lt;br /&gt;41. [What do you want done with your body when you die]: You know...I don't know&lt;br /&gt;42. [Do you believe in love]: Yes&lt;br /&gt;43. [Do you believe in soulmates]: Yes&lt;br /&gt;44. [Do you believe in love at first sight]: Yes&lt;br /&gt;45. [Do you believe in Heaven]: This is getting redundant&lt;br /&gt;46. [Do you believe in forgiveness]: etc&lt;br /&gt;47. [Do you believe in God]: of course...who do you think I am? Oh, wait no. I'm the devil that's right.&lt;br /&gt;48. [What's something you wish you could understand better]: Why my plans for world domination didn't work.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5099012-92681822?l=sarahmckenney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099012/posts/default/92681822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099012/posts/default/92681822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahmckenney.blogspot.com/2003_04_01_archive.html#92681822' title=''/><author><name>sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11949839969825218799</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-5099012.post-92669117</id><published>2003-04-15T15:54:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-04-15T15:54:21.606-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i have some stories to type in here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today i was brushing my teeth and all of a sudden my sink makes a noise that a choking person makes so i start flipping out and screaming.  so i run out of the bathroom and into my living room and my mom walks in and shes like whats going on and i say THERES SOMEBODY IN MY SINK! all she says is im goin back to bed...........&lt;br /&gt;it freaked me out :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the ever so crowded 3:30 bus me and liz were talking about camp bernie and it turns out that her and katie rogers and some other people were all in my cabin.  i was like what?!  so it seems that i knew a lot of people i know now from camp bernie but didn't recognize them when i saw them again at the middle school or whatever.  like chris paul.  i knew him then but i guess i kinda forgot over the years.............it would've helped if i didn't leave me camera at the canoes!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;owl turds haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5099012-92669117?l=sarahmckenney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099012/posts/default/92669117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099012/posts/default/92669117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahmckenney.blogspot.com/2003_04_01_archive.html#92669117' title=''/><author><name>sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11949839969825218799</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-5099012.post-92614909</id><published>2003-04-14T19:59:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-04-14T19:59:50.436-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today i had a fairly good day aside from the shooting pains in my stomach :(&lt;br /&gt;hmmm....today my schedule was switched around and i didn't know so i went to math and im like uhh this isn't my class and ms cavalier was like no no no you go to what you had 9th last marking period.  so of course i have health or gym or whatever first again.  hum.....i got a 93 on my quarterly woohoo.  &lt;br /&gt;in math we did group work.  i like group work.  cause then sometimes i just let the group do the work :P  no i usuall do it and then just talk to people after..........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;english we watched more of the odyssey.  thats a good movie i like it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went to lunch and today i actually stayed in the cafeteria.  gracie is angry because the half of her play she has to half memorized includes her long monologue.  it was actually kinda funny to see her reaction.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;theatre arts we talked a little and then got on to rehearsing.  once again i can't say my one line without laughing. i can do it alone but not with sara standing there in front of me trying not to laugh herself.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ooo oooo oooo today in band i saw our arrangements for next year and im gonna be 3rd chair in symphonic band next year woo woo.  i was so happy.  and once again pinto told us of a dream and i was just like at least you slept last night cause i was so paranoid that i was gonna see a girl with long hair crawl out of my tv........................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in french ms kim decided to give us a quick review on occupations and she asked me what a laywer was in french and im just like uhh uhhhhhhhh aout??  i think its really avocate......aout is august.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in history mr daniels danced for us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in science i was feelin really bad and didn't wanna do anything.  it took all my energy just to get my binder out.  but i was happy to be able to pick my new seat.  im not sitting by jenn and gigi.  im happy about that.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have french homework.  and had a genius moment and left my book that has my packet in it in my locker.  o well i have it 7th period i have 6 periods to do it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im sorry if u said hi or somethin else to me in the hallway today and i didn't answer i was really spaced out.  it took me a while to realize i was bein talked to and when i did realize it i was already in my next class.............:D &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5099012-92614909?l=sarahmckenney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099012/posts/default/92614909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099012/posts/default/92614909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahmckenney.blogspot.com/2003_04_01_archive.html#92614909' title=''/><author><name>sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11949839969825218799</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-5099012.post-92600806</id><published>2003-04-14T15:37:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-04-14T15:37:05.640-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i now have an imood thingy cause i admired them so much...so....i got one...yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k whatever bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5099012-92600806?l=sarahmckenney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099012/posts/default/92600806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099012/posts/default/92600806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahmckenney.blogspot.com/2003_04_01_archive.html#92600806' title=''/><author><name>sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11949839969825218799</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-5099012.post-92552354</id><published>2003-04-13T21:02:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-04-13T21:02:05.513-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>14 days till my birthday!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woohoo!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5099012-92552354?l=sarahmckenney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099012/posts/default/92552354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099012/posts/default/92552354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahmckenney.blogspot.com/2003_04_01_archive.html#92552354' title=''/><author><name>sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11949839969825218799</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-5099012.post-92532225</id><published>2003-04-13T13:14:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-04-13T13:14:04.920-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yesterday was the last night for the musical.  but some crew member still had some tricks up their sleeves.  me lauren and emily put sugar in the sandwhich :P&lt;br /&gt;that was funny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the cast party was a lot of fun.  but i had to leave before i could finish watching the second day of convention and what cadence had taped that night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5099012-92532225?l=sarahmckenney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099012/posts/default/92532225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099012/posts/default/92532225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahmckenney.blogspot.com/2003_04_01_archive.html#92532225' title=''/><author><name>sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11949839969825218799</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-5099012.post-92502436</id><published>2003-04-12T18:18:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-04-12T18:18:12.233-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/1030461138_CDocumentsandSettingsBobbieAlbertMyDocumentsMyPicturesWLiiAKTNewFolderresultsU_R_Colin.jpg" border="0" alt=""&gt;&lt;br&gt;Colin Mochrie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/whoseline/quizzes/Which%20'Whose%20Line%20is%20it%20Anyway%3F'%20actor%20are%20you!%3F/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;Which 'Whose Line is it Anyway?' actor are you!?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/I/ickisthemeatfairy/1038111675_cturesryan.jpg" border="0" alt="You are Ryan Stiles!"&gt;&lt;br&gt;You are Ryan Stiles!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/ickisthemeatfairy/quizzes/Which%20person%20from%20Whose%20Line%20Is%20It%20Anyway%3F%20are%20you%3F/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;Which person from Whose Line Is It Anyway? are you?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/P/PrincessMoonray/1039373624_promokathy.jpg" border="0" alt="Kathy Greenwood"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Kathy Greenwood. You're very quiet, and normally&lt;br&gt;don't have much to offer. You have gotten some&lt;br&gt;good laughs, but you also set a record by going&lt;br&gt;through an entire show without talking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/PrincessMoonray/quizzes/Which%20Whose%20Line%20is%20it%20Anyway%204th%20seater%20are%20you%3F/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;Which Whose Line is it Anyway 4th seater are you?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/D/Dinette/1039756974_ItAnyway16.jpg" border="0" alt="Kathy"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Kathy/Denny/Caroline/Karen/Josie ~ The girl.  You&lt;br&gt;are underestimated by many, but you never let&lt;br&gt;true friends down.  You say the unthinkable,&lt;br&gt;and do the unimaginable.  You are woman, hear&lt;br&gt;you roar!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/Dinette/quizzes/Which%20Whose%20Line%20is%20it%20Anyway%3F%20cast%20member%20are%20you%3F%20%20/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;Which Whose Line is it Anyway? cast member are you?  &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/D/dacrazy1/1046619145_sPiczColin.jpg" border="0" alt="Colin"&gt;&lt;br&gt;You are COLIN! The bald guy! Everyone loves you for&lt;br&gt;your baldness. You make it apparent that you&lt;br&gt;are from Canada in every way you can! Wow, you&lt;br&gt;feel special don't you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/dacrazy1/quizzes/Which%20Whose%20Line%20is%20it%20Anyway%20character%20are%20you%3F/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;Which Whose Line is it Anyway character are you?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i took different quizzes on the same topic and got different people&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5099012-92502436?l=sarahmckenney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099012/posts/default/92502436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099012/posts/default/92502436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahmckenney.blogspot.com/2003_04_01_archive.html#92502436' title=''/><author><name>sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11949839969825218799</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-5099012.post-92499155</id><published>2003-04-12T16:50:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-04-12T16:50:39.810-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>....i watched the ring.......&lt;br /&gt;liz came over so i had the bright idea of goin down to the shoppette to rent a movie.  when we got there we saw the ring on the shelf so we were like oh lets get that so we got it came home and watched it....im so glad i watched it while the sun was still out.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she came out the tv*twitches*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5099012-92499155?l=sarahmckenney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099012/posts/default/92499155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5099012/posts/default/92499155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahmckenney.blogspot.com/2003_04_01_archive.html#92499155' title=''/><author><name>sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11949839969825218799</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></feed>
