<?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-10606505</id><updated>2011-04-21T21:00:45.199-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Story of a Girl With a Curl</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://curly-honey.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10606505/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://curly-honey.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>NaDiNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04421780364583524200</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>26</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10606505.post-111939719661729008</id><published>2005-06-21T16:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-21T16:39:56.623-07:00</updated><title type='text'>3 More Days</title><content type='html'>Hey ppl hows it going?&lt;br /&gt;Nadine here and i have not blogged for SUCH a long time!! im going up to camp in three days. I will be goin to Ontario Pioneer Camp to be a councellor for lil gurls and i am soooo excited. THis first week is called precamp, where we will be having training for how to deal with kids and other stuff like that; special needs, discipline, what to do...blah blah blah...and theres gonna be a HOE DOWN!!! im sooo excited! yesturday, i went to value village with my friend and her mom and i got this awesome overalls,  a sleeveless red plaid shirt, a 'kercheif, and a cowboy hat that has a sharif star on it! awesome! i love it sooo much! im gonna be the best HOE....LOL....i mean the best farmer/hick/dude with a pitchfork kinda person!&lt;br /&gt;    I am really excited to see what GOd is gonna do through me as well...whoa i just made it sound secondary. I really want God to be my reason for who i am and why i am up at camp and for my life. I would like to honour him in what ever way i can,...be it reading a bedtiem story to sleepy campers, answering difficult problems, learnign to work well in a team setting....i am jsut soooo excited for what God is going to do this summer!&lt;br /&gt;   PLease pray for me guys!!! i really need your prayers. Pray taht i will be an awesome councellor and that my kids are manageable and that i can be a good witness and that i will honour God in what i do. i would 'preciate it if you guys sent me letters too!! this is the email where u can reach me, i cannot reply, however, if you leave ur address, i can reply! this is the email: &lt;a href="mailto:summer@pioneercamp.com"&gt;summer@pioneercamp.com&lt;/a&gt;. In the subject line put my name: NAdine and my camp name: Slippy and my site: AC (thats adventure camp) Yep, email me if u get a chance and are thinking about me and stuff *wink Wink!! yep tahts it&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10606505-111939719661729008?l=curly-honey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://curly-honey.blogspot.com/feeds/111939719661729008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10606505&amp;postID=111939719661729008' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10606505/posts/default/111939719661729008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10606505/posts/default/111939719661729008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://curly-honey.blogspot.com/2005/06/3-more-days.html' title='3 More Days'/><author><name>NaDiNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04421780364583524200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10606505.post-111652908384802868</id><published>2005-05-19T02:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-19T11:58:03.853-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Ok...so europe was totally amazing and i was really excited to come to youth group last wednesday and tell my small group ALL about it!! unfortunately, i didnt really get the chance.&lt;br /&gt;There is one gurl in particular that i have been having touble with. We decide to go to TIm's to get some coffee or sumthing cuz i had returned and our leader wanted me to talk about how my trip was. This gurl was talking overtop of me when i was sharing with my leader and this gurl and another gurl in our group. SHe held up a paper...it must have been sumthing in between the two of them or sumthing, cuz tehy both started talking about it-at the same tiem that i was talking. I wasnt going to stop talking cuz at least my leader was interested in wat i had to say, but she obivously wasnte. When we did arrive at Tim's, SHe was talking about herself and all of her own problems and struggles when our leader wanted ME to talk. It was frusterating and i never realyl got to share about my trip. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;IT was really hard to realize that when u come back from a trip, not everyone will be excited with u and will be worrying about themselves cuz frankly, this type of people really doesnt care about ur trip, wat u learned or anything like that. It was such a harsh thing to have learned and i sort of felt liek my trip wasnt important. I doubted if wat happened really was amazing. But it was, it was one of the most amazing experiences ive ever had!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;I wonder if anyone else on the trip had a similar experience. I'm over it now cuz i had my mom to talk about it, but i wanna know if anyone had a similar situation to mine...?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10606505-111652908384802868?l=curly-honey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://curly-honey.blogspot.com/feeds/111652908384802868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10606505&amp;postID=111652908384802868' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10606505/posts/default/111652908384802868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10606505/posts/default/111652908384802868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://curly-honey.blogspot.com/2005/05/ok.html' title=''/><author><name>NaDiNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04421780364583524200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10606505.post-111573925211509652</id><published>2005-05-10T11:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-10T08:34:12.130-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Europe Thru My Eyes</title><content type='html'>Hey. When i was on the Europe Music Missions Trip, I kept a journal, but im not really sure if i should post it up on my blog, In my journal, i mostly just put stuff liek what were doing, not houw i felt or wat was going thru my mind as it happened. I really shoudl have, and thats wat i struggle with when i journal.&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;I will post up my pictures on a site, imagestation, i think and then i will put the link on my blog, but till then...i will share stuff that comes to me....but later, cuz rite now, i should really be doing homework.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10606505-111573925211509652?l=curly-honey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://curly-honey.blogspot.com/feeds/111573925211509652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10606505&amp;postID=111573925211509652' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10606505/posts/default/111573925211509652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10606505/posts/default/111573925211509652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://curly-honey.blogspot.com/2005/05/europe-thru-my-eyes.html' title='Europe Thru My Eyes'/><author><name>NaDiNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04421780364583524200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10606505.post-111392406777002820</id><published>2005-04-19T08:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-19T08:21:07.770-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bunnyherolabs.com/adopt/customize.php?mc=bunny.swf"&gt;http://bunnyherolabs.com/adopt/customize.php?mc=bunny.swf&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10606505-111392406777002820?l=curly-honey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://curly-honey.blogspot.com/feeds/111392406777002820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10606505&amp;postID=111392406777002820' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10606505/posts/default/111392406777002820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10606505/posts/default/111392406777002820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://curly-honey.blogspot.com/2005/04/httpbunnyherolabs.html' title=''/><author><name>NaDiNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04421780364583524200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10606505.post-111379237330432597</id><published>2005-04-17T22:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-19T07:53:56.526-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Interview at the GAP</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;hey!! so a lot of ppl have been askin me how my interview went at the gap. which by the way was named after the time period in which it was founded, which was the gap between generation X and Y. no idea how X and Y had a gap in btw them, but they do. wierd.&lt;br /&gt;And by the way...SUNSHINE if u didnt catch the irony in my last post...ITS IRONIC!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Ne ways. SO me and val arived at the Gap at 4:30 on the nose. 'turns out that the interviews for the gap were at the banana republic. the reason? prob for the reason for the Gap's name: just cuz. Here are the questions....the exact questions so you too may apply for the Gap (is this legal?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First off, they asked us our names and a bit about ourselves. ppl said their name, age, school...but i had some trouble...&lt;strong&gt;My name is n-n-na-ad-&lt;em&gt;Nadine Pasquale &lt;/em&gt;and i am jsut learning how to speak english today. I like going outside. I-I-I'm an outdoorsy person. I like camping and stuff&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. why do u wanna work&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I want to work at your store because i am interested in business, and when i go to university, i want to study business in the retail sector. I would like to see how a successful company like the gap runs its business as well.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. wat makes a good employee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dont remember my answer...sumthing about being approachable...?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. wat makes a good manager&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Definately someone who is approachable (agreeing with someone)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;4. wat do u look for in a manager&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am the kind of person who asks a lot of questions. my manager would have to be patient with me and be able to answer my questions...something about worrying...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. wat good things could come out of working at the gap&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;...dont think i answered this one...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. wat bad things&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BOXING DAY!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. o and wat kitchen appliance we would be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i didnt answer this one....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. my specific question just for me (and 3 other ppl got it too) what did you do when you had an upset customer. wat did you do...step by step adn how did the customer respond.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;this was SUCH an amazing question cuz me and my mom practiced it: I didnt really work in retail, but when i was a councelor at a summer camp, the girls (12/13 year old) suspected another cabin of stealing their missing stuff. I listened to the girls and said to them:" ill see wat i can do for you" (i kinda missed soem stuff that i practiced &gt;-&lt;) and me and the other councellor in my cabin discussed the issue with the other cabin's leader. It turns out that the girls jumped to concluesions and that their stuff jsut fell out of the back of the cabin!! LOL&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;YEah....so that was an inside look into my interview at the GAP. i was nervous scared and sitting in a totally NOT comfy seat. i sucked it up and it got better. I have left all this to God and i pray that if i get the job, it will be because God wants me to have it. Its in his hands.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;~Nadine~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10606505-111379237330432597?l=curly-honey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://curly-honey.blogspot.com/feeds/111379237330432597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10606505&amp;postID=111379237330432597' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10606505/posts/default/111379237330432597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10606505/posts/default/111379237330432597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://curly-honey.blogspot.com/2005/04/my-interview-at-gap.html' title='My Interview at the GAP'/><author><name>NaDiNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04421780364583524200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10606505.post-111323393008163444</id><published>2005-04-11T11:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-11T08:38:50.083-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Things You Must Do When Driving a GUrl Home</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Hey people. Orange here,.....its such a funky colour...yep yep...i like orange&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       On to business. Here is a complation of thigns u must do when driving a gurl home-or at least to the subway station. THis list will help u in live to ensure that the gurl u are driving home has a perfectly sane and comfortable ride home-or at least to the subway station:::&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       1. Make Her Run. Yep. excersice is a very important aspect of driving a gurl home. U are cold; you didnt bring a jacket; you are the most important person in this venture. Make her Run to the Underground Parking Lot. and if you pass police, do not look them in the eye. Run Ahead of the gurl. She will catch up later. Is she wearing a short skirt? Make her RUN FASTER and then JAYWALK. she wont get hurt. Make Her RUn. She wont mind at all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;2.  I Pod. Play your I Pod, but only your favourite songs. Who cares about her. Bring Out that country trangy music and that lame jon mayer. She'll love it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;3. Belt Out Your Favourite Tunes. YOuve got her favourite songs playing, shes looking out the window, tell her that u love this singer and sing along to the songs. Have no shame. Shes only looking out the window cuz you are passing cool plazas. Have No Shame&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10606505-111323393008163444?l=curly-honey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://curly-honey.blogspot.com/feeds/111323393008163444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10606505&amp;postID=111323393008163444' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10606505/posts/default/111323393008163444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10606505/posts/default/111323393008163444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://curly-honey.blogspot.com/2005/04/things-you-must-do-when-driving-gurl.html' title='Things You Must Do When Driving a GUrl Home'/><author><name>NaDiNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04421780364583524200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10606505.post-111290053263751978</id><published>2005-04-07T15:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-07T12:02:12.643-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Now im Done</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;well...i went to the job fair yesturday wiht like 50o other people who also applied. THat day, i wore an outfit that my mom suggested. well...i picked it and she told me it looked good. i wore it to danis babtism...i think. when i was there, i saw how horrible the outfit was. grr! soo ugly! ne ways...i did my thing and then later i went to the job fair and i saw val!! wow! seeing her really eased all my stress cuz she was a familar face that could get my mind off all my stress and anxiety about my applications to ae, my incident at gap, and my resume-drop off at jacob. She was sooo supportive and eager to listen to my story and it was great.&lt;br /&gt;    UN-fortunately, the interviewer asked me onli a few questions before i was given the boot. She asked me if i was going away during the summer, i told her i was going to camp and then she responded by saying that they wouldnt want me cuz for me to be hired and then leave again would be bad for a new store opening. she suggested that i come in august and apply then. With that, i got her name, thanked her and headed out.&lt;br /&gt;   Yep Yep&lt;br /&gt;~nadine~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10606505-111290053263751978?l=curly-honey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://curly-honey.blogspot.com/feeds/111290053263751978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10606505&amp;postID=111290053263751978' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10606505/posts/default/111290053263751978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10606505/posts/default/111290053263751978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://curly-honey.blogspot.com/2005/04/now-im-done.html' title='Now im Done'/><author><name>NaDiNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04421780364583524200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10606505.post-111280036755768574</id><published>2005-04-06T11:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-06T08:12:47.556-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What Am I Supposed To Do?!</title><content type='html'>Yep. This blog is about a guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;   &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I have no idea why i am so scared, so nervous, so unsure of myself when i am with you. but this is high school! its not supposed to be soo gay! I always make up stuff to say to you but then i just loose my confidence and then i end up stuttering and looking stupid. It shouldnt be this hard. i wish i could just turn off my feelings for you, but watever they are, they sure are shallow. I wish i didnt like you cuz i kno that we are two very different ppl who act differently and just dont go together. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;_____________________________________________________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;and now its done. whew!! ok..ne ways. these past few days, i have applied for a job in many stores: 2 Roots stores, Calderones, Blunotes, American Eagle, Jacob Connexion (thanx val), and the Gap (thanx val) the last 3 are the ones that im going to apply for today...including loblaws in bayview village. I really need a job and i did all of this on my own, no propting from mommy or daddy. i did it on the pure motivation: cha ching. yep, i really need money, i mean you doesnt?! Today, im going to fairview mall to get a SECOND application for AE,  cuz i lost the first one (thanx family) and to get an application for JC and plus, drop off my resume there. then take the bus to bayview village and then go to gap to get a resume and then go to starbucks cuz i won the bet. my prizze: any drink i want, any size....muhahhahahahhahzzz!! then go to the job fair at the Greek OThodox church/Midnight Ballroom for Loblaws. And plus, i have to buy shorts for luke just like mine AND buy a shirt for the europe performances. Yep, so i will hve like no time to do homework today...which means i might hav to miss youth!!!! boo hoo! esp. cuz i missed the last one.&lt;br /&gt;~Nadine~~~ very GO Go Go Gurl&gt;&lt;&gt;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10606505-111280036755768574?l=curly-honey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://curly-honey.blogspot.com/feeds/111280036755768574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10606505&amp;postID=111280036755768574' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10606505/posts/default/111280036755768574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10606505/posts/default/111280036755768574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://curly-honey.blogspot.com/2005/04/what-am-i-supposed-to-do.html' title='What Am I Supposed To Do?!'/><author><name>NaDiNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04421780364583524200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10606505.post-111237182566319280</id><published>2005-04-01T11:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-04-01T08:17:50.400-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quiz Results</title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellspacing="'0'" cellpadding="'5'" width="'600'" border="'0'"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;You scored as &lt;b&gt;banker/accountent&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="'0'" cellpadding="'0'" width="'300'" border="'0'"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';font-size:78%;"&gt;banker/accountent&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="'0'" cellpadding="'0'" width="'71'" bgcolor="#00dddd" border="'1'"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';font-size:78%;"&gt;71%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';font-size:78%;"&gt;hobo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="'0'" cellpadding="'0'" width="'54'" bgcolor="#00dddd" border="'1'"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';font-size:78%;"&gt;54%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';font-size:78%;"&gt;athlete&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="'0'" cellpadding="'0'" width="'38'" bgcolor="#00dddd" border="'1'"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';font-size:78%;"&gt;38%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';font-size:78%;"&gt;lawyer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="'0'" cellpadding="'0'" width="'29'" bgcolor="#00dddd" border="'1'"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';font-size:78%;"&gt;29%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';font-size:78%;"&gt;prostitude/pimp&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="'0'" cellpadding="'0'" width="'8'" bgcolor="#00dddd" border="'1'"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';font-size:78%;"&gt;8%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';font-size:78%;"&gt;unemployed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="'0'" cellpadding="'0'" width="'0'" bgcolor="#00dddd" border="'1'"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';font-size:78%;"&gt;0%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/" q_id="" size="1"&gt;job 4 u&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;created with &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/"&gt;QuizFarm.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table style="WIDTH: 313px; HEIGHT: 512px" cellspacing="'0'" cellpadding="'5'" width="'600'" border="'0'"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogger.com/" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;You scored as &lt;b&gt;Cinderella&lt;/b&gt;. Your alter ego is Cinderella! You often find yourself doing a lot of housework, but if you are patient, your hard work usually pays off. You are prone to losing things, so dont rush through everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="'0'" cellpadding="'0'" width="'300'" border="'0'"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';font-size:78%;"&gt;Goofy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="'0'" cellpadding="'0'" width="'75'" bgcolor="#00dddd" border="'1'"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';font-size:78%;"&gt;75%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';font-size:78%;"&gt;Cinderella&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="'0'" cellpadding="'0'" width="'75'" bgcolor="#00dddd" border="'1'"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';font-size:78%;"&gt;75%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';font-size:78%;"&gt;Sleeping Beauty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="'0'" cellpadding="'0'" width="'63'" bgcolor="#00dddd" border="'1'"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';font-size:78%;"&gt;63%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';font-size:78%;"&gt;Peter Pan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="'0'" cellpadding="'0'" width="'63'" bgcolor="#00dddd" border="'1'"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';font-size:78%;"&gt;63%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';font-size:78%;"&gt;Ariel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="'0'" cellpadding="'0'" width="'50'" bgcolor="#00dddd" border="'1'"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';font-size:78%;"&gt;50%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';font-size:78%;"&gt;The Beast&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="'0'" cellpadding="'0'" width="'50'" bgcolor="#00dddd" border="'1'"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';font-size:78%;"&gt;50%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';font-size:78%;"&gt;Cruella De Ville&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="'0'" cellpadding="'0'" width="'44'" bgcolor="#00dddd" border="'1'"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';font-size:78%;"&gt;44%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';font-size:78%;"&gt;Pinocchio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="'0'" cellpadding="'0'" width="'38'" bgcolor="#00dddd" border="'1'"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';font-size:78%;"&gt;38%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';font-size:78%;"&gt;Donald Duck&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="'0'" cellpadding="'0'" width="'31'" bgcolor="#00dddd" border="'1'"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';font-size:78%;"&gt;31%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';font-size:78%;"&gt;Snow White&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="'0'" cellpadding="'0'" width="'19'" bgcolor="#00dddd" border="'1'"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:'Arial';font-size:78%;"&gt;19%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/" size="1" q_id=""&gt;Which Disney Character is your Alter Ego?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span &gt;created with &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/"&gt;QuizFarm.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10606505-111237182566319280?l=curly-honey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://curly-honey.blogspot.com/feeds/111237182566319280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10606505&amp;postID=111237182566319280' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10606505/posts/default/111237182566319280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10606505/posts/default/111237182566319280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://curly-honey.blogspot.com/2005/04/quiz-results.html' title='Quiz Results'/><author><name>NaDiNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04421780364583524200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10606505.post-111211283795465502</id><published>2005-03-29T11:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-29T08:13:57.956-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter with the FAM</title><content type='html'>Hey.&lt;br /&gt;on sunday, my dads side of the family came over for our usual tradition of the italian easter brunch: Lamb and Eggs, hot cross buns, and fruit. My dads family are not christian and lately, a lot of our get togehters are as un-godly as things can get: crude jokes and humor, over-hyper monsters, xbox and small talk, and drinking.&lt;br /&gt;It is sad really, my moms family, the christians are all in vancouver and i wish we could have easter with them and celebrate easter for what it is: God dying on the cross for our sins and rising from the grave to go to be with the father.&lt;br /&gt;     On friday, after church, my fam went up to a frds cottage. it was pretty fun. me and mom driving while listening to nat king cole, sarah mc claucklan and my cinderella soundtrack cd. and dont forget hte tim hortans!! heehee....ice caps and timbits...yum yummmm!! we had fun when we got there, but we got there b4 the host family, and of course, after drinking an ice cap and a nalgene...i had to use the bathroom, but we had to wiat. I had to wiat...o well.&lt;br /&gt;   We had soo many funnie moments....jsut to name one quick one: &lt;em&gt;At breakfast...or was it lunch? ne ways...so im drinking orange juice...and they were talking about a family frds stupid dog (it really IS stupid...) and my mom is like "Bya is SOOOO stupid!!" and it was her tone and everything. i couldnt hold in my sip of juice; i sprayed it out adn started laughing...luckily it was a small sip. It wasnt embarrassing really, jsut really funny. ne ways.. so it totally burned my nose, kinda liek something that happened at alex's. so when i cleaned myself up, they wiped the table with their napkins...funny funny, i was more careful after that for sure.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     and that concludes my easter break, i was suck a nerd on monday...english and job resumes! i wanaa work at ae or blunotes....discounts o yeah!!&lt;br /&gt;~Madine~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10606505-111211283795465502?l=curly-honey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://curly-honey.blogspot.com/feeds/111211283795465502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10606505&amp;postID=111211283795465502' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10606505/posts/default/111211283795465502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10606505/posts/default/111211283795465502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://curly-honey.blogspot.com/2005/03/easter-with-fam.html' title='Easter with the FAM'/><author><name>NaDiNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04421780364583524200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10606505.post-111197209807281447</id><published>2005-03-27T17:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-27T17:08:18.073-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nat King Cole: i love u</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Hey.&lt;br /&gt;My mom recently got the Best of Nat King Cole Cd. I really like it. i started wiht just noing his L-O-V-E song and then i started to listen to the rest of it and i must say, i am totally hooked. i listened to it almost all the way home from a friends cottage. i dont kno wat it is about that dead guy. all i kno is that he is such a good song writter. my favourite song of his is called either Incredible or Unforgetable. oooo!!! he is simply amazing...**sigh... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10606505-111197209807281447?l=curly-honey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://curly-honey.blogspot.com/feeds/111197209807281447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10606505&amp;postID=111197209807281447' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10606505/posts/default/111197209807281447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10606505/posts/default/111197209807281447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://curly-honey.blogspot.com/2005/03/nat-king-cole-i-love-u.html' title='Nat King Cole: i love u'/><author><name>NaDiNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04421780364583524200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10606505.post-111101084396948858</id><published>2005-03-16T14:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-16T14:07:23.970-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What is winning?</title><content type='html'>Hey.&lt;br /&gt;my question for today is "what is winning?" right now, both tim hortons and country style have their rrrrrrroll up the rrrrrrrim to win. seventeen magazine is running a contest for every day of this month. like today, i could win this purfume stuff that smells  like apples (yay.) like i wanna smell like an apple anyway. will i win? belive me, i was excited the first day i typed in the magic word, only to find out the next day that i had lost and that someother person won MY would-be prize. everyday i have lost. will i ever win??? i did win something from roll up the rim to win. i won: a coffee (whoopee.) i was hoping for the 10, 000. chances of that: slim to none. ive always dreamed of winning something amazing from a contest like a trip or ooodles of moolah. did i? nope. who are these ppl who win all teh cool stuff? where are they? how did they get so lucky? and why cant i be as lucky?&lt;br /&gt;thats that i guess, OUT!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10606505-111101084396948858?l=curly-honey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://curly-honey.blogspot.com/feeds/111101084396948858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10606505&amp;postID=111101084396948858' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10606505/posts/default/111101084396948858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10606505/posts/default/111101084396948858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://curly-honey.blogspot.com/2005/03/what-is-winning.html' title='What is winning?'/><author><name>NaDiNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04421780364583524200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10606505.post-111076589065438898</id><published>2005-03-13T21:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-13T18:04:50.656-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My March Break..WeEk 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Georgia on my mind.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;         LOL&gt;&gt;&gt;sorry not lez. its a song. its also the font im using. cool cool. ok so lukey came back from his trip to Vancouver to see hte cuzins. ie. the BOY cuzins, thats y i didnt go. he took West Jet out and he was supposed to take Jets Go back. and we all noe about wat happened to Jets Go. yep. so my mom had to get him a new ticket. oooo!!! u never know how much u miss someone until they come walking out of the terminal... *Gasp** so sad....and he got a tan! crap and crap! i NEED a tan badly. i also need my eyebrows done, IM GETTING THEM DONE!!! im sooo excited!! tis tru!! and does anyone know when alexie is comin backkkk???&lt;br /&gt;~Nadine~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10606505-111076589065438898?l=curly-honey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://curly-honey.blogspot.com/feeds/111076589065438898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10606505&amp;postID=111076589065438898' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10606505/posts/default/111076589065438898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10606505/posts/default/111076589065438898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://curly-honey.blogspot.com/2005/03/my-march-breakweek-2.html' title='My March Break..WeEk 2'/><author><name>NaDiNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04421780364583524200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10606505.post-111014526223975633</id><published>2005-03-06T16:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-06T13:41:02.243-08:00</updated><title type='text'>March Break Kick-offfffff</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Hey.&lt;br /&gt;today, i am writting in "trebuchet' font. but there is nothing "tres bouche" about it. its just normal. dont we have ANY crazy fonts? i mean HELLO!! this is a blog. not a word document. any ways. so, on friday, i watched reg' and kelly and hten ellen. and the rest of that day was a blurrrr....on saturday, me and mom went shopping. we had been plannign it for a while and it was mostly cuz i saw the cutest bag at sears!! *serious* ne ways...so we got it and another one that i didnt like so much, but mom convinced me that it would be easy to pack and stuff.. and thennnn we went to look in the dress shop. we went to fairwhether and i saw the *cutest* lil dress! *gasp* it was sooooo beee-utiful!! and then i tried on more dressies and then my mom was able to get an idea of  what she was gonna sew for me for formal...which, btw (I DONT HAVE A DATE YET FOR....jk jk) and then we went to look at shoes. at first i was like, there is no way that they are gonna have a size 11 shoe. they did. i was astonished. so, now i guess i like shoes. however, i discovered that i have webbed toes. I KNO!! its awful. so i only have 4 toes, except one branches off to make two. but i still have four. ....right?? right. and then i saw a really nice purse/bag. it was pink and white mixed and it had nice material. we decided to get it instead of the bag from sears. it was puma, and i was wondering about mr. phil's talk about name brands and how they will make the group a target if we have guess and stuff. my mom told me that puma would be ok. *oh! i love her** but, if i htink i'll turn it around, so the puma will be hidden. yep...and hten me and blake watched mean girls and gladiator, wat a oxymoron... hahahha!  and then on sunday, i went to the "Meeting House" in oakville for make it my final church for the bible project. It was sooo cool to see my old youth leader and pastor. the service was sooo cool!! it was in an old movie theatre. it was sosoooooo cool.. yep..i think i wrote too much.... :S&lt;br /&gt;~NadINE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10606505-111014526223975633?l=curly-honey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://curly-honey.blogspot.com/feeds/111014526223975633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10606505&amp;postID=111014526223975633' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10606505/posts/default/111014526223975633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10606505/posts/default/111014526223975633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://curly-honey.blogspot.com/2005/03/march-break-kick-offfffff.html' title='March Break Kick-offfffff'/><author><name>NaDiNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04421780364583524200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10606505.post-110917429692980103</id><published>2005-02-23T10:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-23T07:58:16.933-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Shock</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;Recently, err on monday in the library, before my bio tutoring, i read a magazine. it had an interview wiht Linday Lohan's 11 year old sis. It was an interesting article, even tho the sis sounded like a lil brat. She wants to be an actor too, go figure. The interviewer asked the sis (fergot her name) wat her favourite gift from Lindsay was. the sis said "A juicy sweatsuit". im like helLLOOOO!! ur like 11!! brands dont matter!!! When i was 11, the brands that i knew about were nike and northern gettaway and the occasional lands end clothing my mom would order from a catelog. No one cared about juicy or other stupid brands. we were kids!! we cared about cooties and how soon lunch was. Not about brand name sweatsuitss!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;           Two summers ago, when i first heard of juicy.....hmm..it was a t-shirt my friend had with the words: she fell under juicys spell and was taken away by the couture.." or sumthing like that written all over teh front of the shirt. I asked her wat it meant and she told me that it was Juicy and Couture, a brand. Misunderstanding her, of course, i thot it was a BAND!! and never heard of it until last year and when i started seeing it more. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;       I remember when skate shoes started to surface and i got a pair in gr. 5. i was the onli one in the class with them. everyone else had sneakers. I rememeber this bully in my class named Bobby (hated him SOOOO much) and he was like "wat are THOSE??" and very proudly i told him that they were skateboarding shoes. He said "do u skateboard" i said no and he told me that i was stupid and that i shouldnt wear sklateboarding shoes if i dont skateboard. He was soo mean and he made fun of my shoes all the time and whenever i'd wear them. I couldnt take it. eventually when the shoe laces wore out and when i told my mom that they didnt fit anymore, she got me new running shoes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;        Its been awhile since i was a 11 and i guess preteen girls are into the brands and stuff and buying the latest likl outfits. I wanna kno what a lil 11 year old girl is DOING with a juicy sweatsuit? its not like shes doing yoga or anything.  Shes 11,  go outside!! Why do they wanna be all grown up and stuff when thier most carefree days are now?? save ur childhood!! and lindsay, why dont u get her a barbie or sumthing she can actually use and play with??!!! ...i guess i'll never understand...**&lt;br /&gt;~Nadine~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10606505-110917429692980103?l=curly-honey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://curly-honey.blogspot.com/feeds/110917429692980103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10606505&amp;postID=110917429692980103' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10606505/posts/default/110917429692980103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10606505/posts/default/110917429692980103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://curly-honey.blogspot.com/2005/02/my-shock.html' title='My Shock'/><author><name>NaDiNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04421780364583524200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10606505.post-110910823822411322</id><published>2005-02-22T16:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-22T13:56:24.913-08:00</updated><title type='text'>TuToRiNg...//WhAt Im StRuGgLiNg WiTh</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;ooo...i like this colourrr...ne ways...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im in the computer lab after school and mr car is playing I, Robot...its pretty good...sometimes its scary tho... I was supposed to have tutoring today, but mr lee had to leave cuz of an emergency. before that, me and kim and luka were watchin the bball game. LOL sooo many jokes!! **oaf** heehee!! ne ways..i was called to the staff room and i thot it was cuz mr lee was waiting, but mrs aug was there and she told me wat happened and hten i got to go into the staff room **shhhh** and i called my mom...unfortunately, im here for half an hour more!!! arghh!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Guys, this is what im struggling with rite now: For this summer, im going to camp to be a leader at OPC. and i have to chose between Adventure Camp (AC) or Girls Camp (GC). ac is lil kids like grs 1-5 and gc is grs 6-11. ac is coed and gc is girls only. I have to decide which camp to go to. During Lit, we had observation days where we went to each side to decide where to go for our intership, the next 2 weeks of that month. I had a good time at ac and i had a good time at gc. when we had to make a choice, i made gc my number one and ac  my number two. there were a lot of us who chose ac as number one, so some of us girls had to go to gc. when i got to gc and in the section i had chosen, i found that it was very different from what i expected. and now i have to choose where to go...and i have no ideaaaaaaaaaa.....&lt;br /&gt;~Nadine~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10606505-110910823822411322?l=curly-honey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://curly-honey.blogspot.com/feeds/110910823822411322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10606505&amp;postID=110910823822411322' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10606505/posts/default/110910823822411322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10606505/posts/default/110910823822411322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://curly-honey.blogspot.com/2005/02/tutoringwhat-im-struggling-with.html' title='TuToRiNg...//WhAt Im StRuGgLiNg WiTh'/><author><name>NaDiNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04421780364583524200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10606505.post-110899484045305028</id><published>2005-02-21T02:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-21T11:56:05.506-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Reply To Everyone Who's Been Helpin' Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;To all the people who have been giving me advice....i really appreciate all ur advice and stuff...but! wat i wrote is how i feel at this moment and it may be wrong, but thats how i think it is. I'll jsut have to figure it out and get more advice and stuff....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;~Nadine~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10606505-110899484045305028?l=curly-honey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://curly-honey.blogspot.com/feeds/110899484045305028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10606505&amp;postID=110899484045305028' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10606505/posts/default/110899484045305028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10606505/posts/default/110899484045305028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://curly-honey.blogspot.com/2005/02/reply-to-everyone-whos-been-helpin-me.html' title='A Reply To Everyone Who&apos;s Been Helpin&apos; Me'/><author><name>NaDiNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04421780364583524200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10606505.post-110876643557892891</id><published>2005-02-18T14:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-21T05:54:32.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Valentines Day..Again</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Today was casual day and we had to wear pink, white or red. I had my outfit planned and everthing was perfect. i wore my pale white/blu jeans, my blunntoes "kisses" shirt with my roxy hoodie. i was sooo excited!! And at lunch, we had to sit on the ground!!! it was kinda funnie cuz most of the girls had to put hoodies around thier waists and stuff..the pasta was kinda spicy but thats okkk!! i loved the meatballs the besttt..and the cupcakes were awesome!! yep yep&lt;br /&gt;~Nadine~&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;whew!! i just spent the last couple 20 minutes trying to understand this html stuff! its soo cool how everything works and has its own place and stuff. its really neat. and o...I DID ALL BY MYSELF!! and this template doesnt even HAVE links...but now it does cuz i did it MYSELF...um and ya..if ur jsut tuning in, im really proud of myself. im not like heidi or curtis, but i can understand this stuff a VERY little bit. ne ways....so i had this tottally cute blogskin with lil cinamins or watever they are called, but everything got messed uppp!!! **boo hoo*** i am really sad about that!! ne ways...this weekend i have sooo much absolute CRAP to do!! grrr...i cant belive all the hoemwork that they think they can pile up on us!!! heck..its skool...they are probbi laffing somewhere and making fun of uss!! jk jk!! yep...now im off to look at other pplz bloggerzz&lt;br /&gt;~Nadine~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10606505-110876643557892891?l=curly-honey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://curly-honey.blogspot.com/feeds/110876643557892891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10606505&amp;postID=110876643557892891' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10606505/posts/default/110876643557892891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10606505/posts/default/110876643557892891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://curly-honey.blogspot.com/2005/02/valentines-dayagain.html' title='Valentines Day..Again'/><author><name>NaDiNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04421780364583524200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10606505.post-110859103908347777</id><published>2005-02-16T16:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-16T13:57:19.086-08:00</updated><title type='text'>More Marriage THoghts.../My First Driving Lesson</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Ok..its offical... dont wanna get married anymore. but dont get me wrong. im not gonna go get eloped with some guy...although...NO!!! *shakes head* and im NOT gonan go move in wiht some guy. i dont wanna get married at all!!! stuff and conversations have happened and i am dicided, alothough the person that i was talking to doesnt know. my friends still think that i wanna get married, but if they read my last entry...but onli luka and kim have blogger so...mel doesnt kno. hahaha she keeps nudging me when marriage is mentioned and while i dotn correct of her, i dotn say ne thing either. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;    The reason: i caught up **song=usher** in the whole romance in getting marriage. but it wont ever be happily ever after, ever. Marriage, i learned is a lot of work and a TON of give and take and the reality of is, that hte jobs or dutys will not be perfect or perfectly equal. While this is not my whole reason to not get married, i dont wanna become a statistic of the over 50 percent -or more marriages that result in divorce. i kno at least 3 families that have gone thru divorse, and 2 of the kids involved where changed for the worse. THese ppl were really close frds of mine and stuff and total crap went on and i dont even talk to these people. i would never want my kids to have to deal with me and my husband unable to get along  at all and them being torn apart by it. also, i wouldnt want my kids' friends to have to go thru wat i did as a result of my frds parents divorcing either. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;         ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok.... next topic: i had my first driving lesson on monday and what an experience....&lt;br /&gt;my dad picked me up early and maybe we were a bit late... and my driver dude was alreaday there...i thot he was arab..but he was really ROMANIAN...wow...shows how much i kno!! ne ways, i ran in my house to get changed whist my father (wierddd) went to talk to him...later when i came back, we co-ordinated my next lessons, which will be during the march break...yay fun! ... so were are like driving along at the healthy speed of 20 when i wished we could go faster. honestly, i was tense and i was pretty tense, but my knuckles werent on the wheel or ne hting, i was just scared. My teacher noticed, which was really freakyy! im like *get out of my head* lol...we went around my area and the pCA ---backstreets of bayview streets as well. and it was pretty fun, i guess... i got used to driving eventually. and ya...i wanna write more, but i gtg....&lt;br /&gt;~NAsdiND!Q&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10606505-110859103908347777?l=curly-honey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://curly-honey.blogspot.com/feeds/110859103908347777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10606505&amp;postID=110859103908347777' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10606505/posts/default/110859103908347777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10606505/posts/default/110859103908347777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://curly-honey.blogspot.com/2005/02/more-marriage-thoghtsmy-first-driving.html' title='More Marriage THoghts.../My First Driving Lesson'/><author><name>NaDiNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04421780364583524200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10606505.post-110848540449126241</id><published>2005-02-15T11:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-15T08:36:44.496-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Valentines Day...In Search of Tru Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;ok...in the  name of valentines day, and for good ole' Saint Valentine i will write in pink!!! but this isnt even a NICE pink!! o well St. V will thank me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;FOr valentines day, i made lil candie bagies for my frds. THey took a while to make cuz i had JUST  enuf candies to my frds... I wish that our school was actually celebrating v-day on v-day! ne ways....i am excited to wear my outfit! i have it all planned!! its a surprise tho.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Ok...this is how im feeling about love rite now. Being in a relationship is good and stuff, but its alot of work and give and take and stuff. i had a whole teary discussion with my mom concerning personal stuffs and i dont even noe if i even WANT to get married anymore. How am i supposed to kno that "prince charming" or watever will actually stay the same, like being sweet and stuff? ppl change and they get lazy or bored or dissopointed in life. what if that happens to him??? i dont wanna stay with him and be miserable cuz he is a sucky husband. Although, it could happen to me too, i mean, wat if i get bored, or lazy or disopointed wiht my past and not at ease iwht it as well, will he WANT to stay with ME???? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;And how do i FIND this perfect man???? he wont just fall from teh ski, although it would be nice....wat if i THINK ive found him but its the wrong guy and my TRUE TRUE LOVE finds me later on, and im already married to this other guy?? should he find someone else? and if im HIS tru tru love, will the other person marry someone else??? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;im sooo confused....where is this man and wat if i never find him??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;                     THIS IS WHY I DO NOT BELIEVE IN TRUE LOVE.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;i might fall for someone else&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;he might fall for someone else&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;he might decieve me and be all charming and sweet and then BOOM he is lazy and stupid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;i havent met him yet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;im planning on moving away when i get out of university...wat if my tru love is in T.O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Wat if he is in C.A. and im in toronto and we never meet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;wat if he dies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;wat if i die&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;wat if ......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;~Nadine~....i need advice and i shake back to reality!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10606505-110848540449126241?l=curly-honey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://curly-honey.blogspot.com/feeds/110848540449126241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10606505&amp;postID=110848540449126241' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10606505/posts/default/110848540449126241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10606505/posts/default/110848540449126241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://curly-honey.blogspot.com/2005/02/valentines-dayin-search-of-tru-love.html' title='Valentines Day...In Search of Tru Love'/><author><name>NaDiNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04421780364583524200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10606505.post-110815386591613597</id><published>2005-02-11T15:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-11T12:31:05.916-08:00</updated><title type='text'>iN The Last FIVe minuTES</title><content type='html'>In the last five minutes of this class&lt;br /&gt;I think back&amp; and wat an ass&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did no work, and why was that?&lt;br /&gt;Reading other pplz blogs saying this and that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im staying at school until 9&lt;br /&gt;Wasting time that wasnt mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a Nerd!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....Yep.. that was the extent of my poetry prowess. i hope ur happy!! I cant belive i have to wear the uniform! and wat i really REALLY hate is sweat...ewww its sooo gross...ne ways...my and shona ran all the way to the convience store and bought drew sumthing and sumthing for usss...yumm but im sooo out of shape...agrhr!!! lol...In bible, we watched that movie and the ppl spoke sooo weirdly and me and alex were playing with our pencil cases...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**Ring...&lt;br /&gt;             wat a waste of time...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10606505-110815386591613597?l=curly-honey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://curly-honey.blogspot.com/feeds/110815386591613597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10606505&amp;postID=110815386591613597' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10606505/posts/default/110815386591613597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10606505/posts/default/110815386591613597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://curly-honey.blogspot.com/2005/02/in-last-five-minutes_11.html' title='iN The Last FIVe minuTES'/><author><name>NaDiNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04421780364583524200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10606505.post-110805255908698720</id><published>2005-02-10T11:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-10T08:27:09.863-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The DiaRY of a TeenaGE GuRL</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Hey.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Its me again. im trying the different font and colour each entry...if u havent already noticed. So...diary..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Yesturday, i was soooo mad!!! yesturday...er the the day BEFORE yesturday i made a powerpoint to promote the snack shop. i kno its winding down and everything, but this the time to really promote it. We have to sell our stock and we have to let everyone kno that the store still exists and that it is not fizzling out. even tho it is. But for the bussiness...it would be logicall to keep doing my job, whihc is marketing. I sometimes feel like im not doing any thing and i realy wanna work hard, but my cooworker is doing a lot of stuff with out me. i mean we are in it together its not juist her, being the marketing department all on her own! im in it too!! i made a powerpoint and had a great, catchy song that would make every one pay attention...cuz its pretty cool and yeah it would be fun. My cooworker changed it and then i sent her the song late at nite and then in accounting class she told me that she changed it and stuff. It wasnt fair. And then i was like u gotta show the powerpoint cuz the COO was like its almost the end, so we dont ahve to promote the shop. but if ive already taken a whole class to make the slide show and put effort into it, y cant i show it!???? thats wat I wanna kno. and then the cooworker had practice for the team. in chapel. the next thing i kno, shez making an announcement on behalf of the acounting 12 class as a marketerr...HELOOOo!!! im in this too! keep me up to date and involve me!!!! yeeeesh!! I talked to her after and she said that to show the music would be too hard cuz the wires would have to be changed and everything. honestly, i was pissed!! anyways....heres my lil promo...SNACK SHOP ON THURSDAYS AND MONDAYSSS AT THE PAY PHONE!!! SUPPORT EUROPE!!! ...there!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;ne ways...last night (wed) i washed my hair and blow dried it. i put like 3 products in my hair to make it possible and it still isnt as straight as i wanted it, but its a good change!! i like it....the cost of making my hair pretty??? i didnt get any homework done, but in my defence, i went to youth group. We had a guest speaker, Liz Honeyford and she is really good. SHe spoke about how God turns ordinary htings, like water and turns them into EXTRAordinary things, like wine. This was Jesus' first maricle. WHen the party ppl asked Jesus' mother what tehy should do and she said, DO WHAT EVER JESUS TELLS YOU TO DO. and this is the most amazing and direct instruction i have seen, do whatever jesus tells you to do. Sometimes, in our lives, we only want wat other ppl have cuz they have something special or something that we want and then we wont be soo ordinary anymore. But Jesus, when u commit ur life to him, will make u into somethign EXTRAordinary. He will do something in ur lif e that will change ur life and will lead others to him as well. It was a really amazing talk.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;Yep yep.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;ANd on Wednesday, luka had this amazing idea about painting our locks!! it was soo cool...luka is a GENIUS!!! and soo creative too!!! heeheee!!! heres is pinkie, mine is baby purpy and kims is baby blue...and ppl are gonna copy us....luka....charge them!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;THis friday, we ahve the missions fundraising dinner. it sux that we have to wear our uniform. OUR UNIFORM. what the heck? why ehy why??? its not like our uniform is neat or anything. maybe its cuz we will be wearing our uniform for when we perform in Europe. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Almost everday...money has been coming in for me for europe. i am sooo excited to ahve people around me who are supporting me and praying me as well while our entire group is away doing gods work!!! i ammm soooo soooo SOOOO excited about going to europe, Most of all, i wanna see everything that God is doing and will do for us when we go. maybe God will call some of us to missions and give others a new meaning or a direction in our lives!! i Cant wait!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;~NadiNE~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10606505-110805255908698720?l=curly-honey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://curly-honey.blogspot.com/feeds/110805255908698720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10606505&amp;postID=110805255908698720' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10606505/posts/default/110805255908698720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10606505/posts/default/110805255908698720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://curly-honey.blogspot.com/2005/02/diary-of-teenage-gurl.html' title='The DiaRY of a TeenaGE GuRL'/><author><name>NaDiNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04421780364583524200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10606505.post-110789482029962639</id><published>2005-02-08T15:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-08T12:33:40.300-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Title-less</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;I have no idea what to entitle this blog with. In the xanga days, i just wrote and got caught up in the moment in journaling. i just spoke. i didnt pick some theme and then start. i raced into writting wat just happened with boys or something i was mad about. i didnt have a theme or some message to pass along to my peers...and sooo...my day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Yesturday, my uncle James left. it was a good stay and we had good chats. The balloons from my dad's surprise party are becoeming deflated, no one is asking who #4 is anymore (cuz i told everyone) THe cake **mmm cake* from teh party is eaten and the regular cake is on its way to finito. THings are going back to normal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;And, now its time to get back into shape. to work off all the fat that has accomulated from exams and the cake and fatty carb-full food i have eaten. Agh...and today, tuesday, me and mom start. i cant believe it. Im almost excited. honestly.  But, before i do, i have tutoring wiht Lee. and i havent finished my math homework. i DID plan to do it in spare, now, but i didnt...so! i guess i will watch the senior girls v-ball game and then go find mr. Lee and get tutored. i hope that he understands the stuff we did so far... that is one of my fears. time for a new tutor...?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;      Have u ever felt used up? like its beyond tired. Its like, u may sleep but its still not enuf to catch up and restore ur body to full strenght...ready for a new day and stuff liek that.  u dont have the effort to express emotion and then u feel bad after? Maybe its jsut EXtreme tiredness and a lack of effort on my part. o and also...ur hungary...a possible contributing factor??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Today, val entrusted me with more fall news. its awesome! i love when someone trusts u wiht supah dupah (heehee) info and its like ur sworn to secrecy! i love it. its like responcibility!! heehee...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;        &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;And i watched 24 last night!! OMG!!! did u see Per-ooze's mothers gun shot wound??? i could have died!! gross! and it was all yellow....last epsisode or watever, when she was shot, wasnt the car window open? if not, y was there no shot in the window? hmmm...and when that gurl got turtured, i was soooo scareddd!!! It was sooo unfair cuz she didnt do ne thing, it was that other lady. I always thot she was suspious, but i wasnt sure y!  she was sooo b****y!! tsk tsk! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;Yah...so as u can see.. adopted the red theme...lol...light red going to black...yep. i hope it has a cool effect!!&lt;/span&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/10606505-110789482029962639?l=curly-honey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://curly-honey.blogspot.com/feeds/110789482029962639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10606505&amp;postID=110789482029962639' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10606505/posts/default/110789482029962639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10606505/posts/default/110789482029962639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://curly-honey.blogspot.com/2005/02/title-less.html' title='Title-less'/><author><name>NaDiNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04421780364583524200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10606505.post-110779419707624290</id><published>2005-02-07T08:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-07T08:36:51.880-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Skiing Adventure-er My WEEKEND</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Hey! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;On Saturday!! ooo Saturday! it was my dad FIFTIeTH birthday!!! wow!!! me, luke and him went to Horseshoe with another family who were memebers there. We had a lot of fun. the highlight: when we went to the terrain park which had a bunch of jumps and stuff. We'd been on it for a while and this one time, i was going soooo fast and i went off hte second jump and i went at least four feet in the air!!! it was amazing! however, i had been leaning too far back, and landed on the back tips of my skis and fell, the bakc of my coat went up and a got a ...a ..skin burn from the snow on my lower back. ...i had gone last, so everyone was on the bottom of the hill and they were laffing at me and stuff. but i know they were jealous =P!! lol..esp luke and his frd!! heehee...so it was a good day!&lt;br /&gt;ok and then when we got home and chilled, (party was at 7--surprise party) me and luek and dad and my uncle james from vancouver went to blockbuster. i was gonna dress up, but i didnt wanna give anything away. When i changed back into regular clothes, i dropped my glasses on the floor, and i am TOTALLY blind without them so i was lookin for them and stuff. FINALLY i found them and then we went to teh video store. Me and luke chose mr. 3000 and dad and uncle james chose soem steve mc Queen movies. me and luke were sooo excited about teh surprise and my dad was oblivious to EVERYTHNG. i wanted to get the new shark movie, red water (i love shark movies) but dad said no. On our way home, blake called cuz he wanted beer. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10606505-110779419707624290?l=curly-honey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://curly-honey.blogspot.com/feeds/110779419707624290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10606505&amp;postID=110779419707624290' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10606505/posts/default/110779419707624290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10606505/posts/default/110779419707624290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://curly-honey.blogspot.com/2005/02/my-skiing-adventure-er-my-weekend.html' title='My Skiing Adventure-er My WEEKEND'/><author><name>NaDiNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04421780364583524200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10606505.post-110756636801901208</id><published>2005-02-04T20:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-04T17:30:02.930-08:00</updated><title type='text'>How I Feel About Boys</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Some times, i really really really REALLY hate guys!! but, like most things, u cant live with them and u cant live without them. I hate how when u like one and u tell them or they find out with all their guy ways, they treat u different and expect u to feel nothing about it. THey talk to u and ur flirting and then the next thing u kno, their flirting with the next thing that walks by. I hate how they wont take u seriously. i hate how they think everything is funny. i hate how sometimes, they dont make the first move and be a man. i hate how i im always worried about how they would think if i did a certain thing or acted a cirtain way, whne obviously they dont care. i hate how a guy knows u like them but does nothing about it. i hate how a guy flirts with u and then gets shocked when u have a crush on them!!!!&lt;br /&gt;      i may be looking at guys in a wrong way or different than u, but this is how me, myself feels. it doesnt matter whether or not u agree. im venting.&lt;br /&gt;          My friends would be surprised that i have a new crush...ANOTHER ONE!!?? yep...but i think its temperal..it was just a glance exchanged and now...ugh. i dotn know.&lt;br /&gt;i dotn like the way this blog is going....ne ways...movin rite along&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;today was a dress down -just call it a casual day. i wore my new blunotes jeans and my oneill hoodie. i love it! i wanted to wear my white shirt with it cuz it looks nicer with teh stitching and stuff, but i couldnt find it. i looked high and lo and did not find. i wore my green happy monkey shirt instead..its cute..lo and behold...alex was wearing the SAME THING!! alexxxx!!! whoa its liek esp or sumthing...&lt;br /&gt;gtg ppl...i feel the need to watch star wars&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10606505-110756636801901208?l=curly-honey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://curly-honey.blogspot.com/feeds/110756636801901208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10606505&amp;postID=110756636801901208' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10606505/posts/default/110756636801901208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10606505/posts/default/110756636801901208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://curly-honey.blogspot.com/2005/02/how-i-feel-about-boys.html' title='How I Feel About Boys'/><author><name>NaDiNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04421780364583524200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10606505.post-110746230260092195</id><published>2005-02-03T15:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-03T12:29:04.986-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Second First Post</title><content type='html'>Hey People!!&lt;br /&gt;welcome to my very first blog! i USED to have xanga, but im such a traitor lol! my last entry was in November, the 25 to be exact. it was getting tiring. it was time for a change. i must say, it was pretty easy to set this up, not many questions were asked of me when i registered and stuff. so, so far, i like blogger better!! Im in spare rite now. i WAS gonna do some english, buttt sometimes u just get distracted...u know how it is...ne ways. i did the test where it tells you how much you are worth and her are my results:&lt;a title="How much am I worth?" href="http://www.humanforsale.com/"&gt;I am worth $1,572,338.00 on HumanForSale.com&lt;/a&gt;this was just for fun. i know that in God's eyes, i am worth SOO sooo much more!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***sigh...that was my old blogger! today i am in spare again and when i tried to sign in, i had forgotten my username!! trust me, i had done all things possible to get my name back..i feel sooo exhasted! but now my blog is just fine...whew...&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/10606505-110746230260092195?l=curly-honey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://curly-honey.blogspot.com/feeds/110746230260092195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10606505&amp;postID=110746230260092195' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10606505/posts/default/110746230260092195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10606505/posts/default/110746230260092195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://curly-honey.blogspot.com/2005/02/my-second-first-post.html' title='My Second First Post'/><author><name>NaDiNe</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04421780364583524200</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
