<?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-5756325</id><updated>2011-04-21T14:56:04.410-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Teh Speshulest Bloggythingy Ever!</title><subtitle type='html'>And its so speshul just because of meeeee. ^_~</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tmth.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5756325/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tmth.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5756325/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Tree</name><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>183</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5756325.post-114376619700186894</id><published>2006-03-30T18:48:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-03-30T18:49:57.016-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Heylo..For mexico pictures, go here: http://www.snapfish.com/share/p=144301143762382132/l=89206399/otsc=SYE/otsi=SALBYou gotta create a snapfish account first, but its free. =pYou've been warned, there are some of me and in some i happen to be wearing a bikini. x_o</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5756325/posts/default/114376619700186894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5756325/posts/default/114376619700186894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tmth.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_archive.html#114376619700186894' title=''/><author><name>Tree</name><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-5756325.post-114307096536963721</id><published>2006-03-22T17:15:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-03-22T17:42:45.433-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Whee... Its been a while? How are the nonexistant people who don't read this doing?*pause*Mm, thats nice, I spose.Me... well, lets just say: 40 Days Of School Left!!That includes all half days, special schedule.. does not include days off or weekends.The big thing thats on my mind right now not including friends/school/family/myself is College.Dun dun dun. I wrote in the last post of mine that I </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5756325/posts/default/114307096536963721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5756325/posts/default/114307096536963721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tmth.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_archive.html#114307096536963721' title=''/><author><name>Tree</name><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-5756325.post-113837652909279326</id><published>2006-01-27T09:30:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-01-27T09:42:09.156-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>O-o So a few days ago I was having a late night phone chat with colin ( we talked for like an hour and a half XD) and I found out that the *main* reason a certain person has disliked me for so long is, besides me going out with Colin, what I've apparently wrote about her in this silly little blog.Thats kind of depressing, because I just read through my entire blog and didn't say too much specific</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5756325/posts/default/113837652909279326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5756325/posts/default/113837652909279326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tmth.blogspot.com/2006_01_01_archive.html#113837652909279326' title=''/><author><name>Tree</name><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-5756325.post-113372396195616757</id><published>2005-12-04T13:16:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-12-04T13:19:21.966-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ho hum.You know, its amazing how obscenely racist people can be. Really pisses me off. I don't see how people can think that way... eh, whatever. o-oSpectrum is getting to me. AHHHH!!!!Civil Rights test on Monday. and a test on the Children book we're reading, also about civil rights.Yesterday it snowed and snowed and snowed, the perfect kind of snow. You know, that nice, light and fluffy stuff. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5756325/posts/default/113372396195616757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5756325/posts/default/113372396195616757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tmth.blogspot.com/2005_12_01_archive.html#113372396195616757' title=''/><author><name>Tree</name><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-5756325.post-113180373528089853</id><published>2005-11-12T07:54:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-11-12T07:55:35.306-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>This Is My Life, RatedLife: 6.2Mind: 6.8Body: 5.7Spirit: 5.5Friends/Family: 5.3Love: 1.4Finance: 7.2Take the Rate My Life QuizX_xI coulda told myself that.. although, the financial thing is a bit off. I may be provided with all my needs, but my wants certainly have not been fulfilled. =p</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5756325/posts/default/113180373528089853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5756325/posts/default/113180373528089853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tmth.blogspot.com/2005_11_01_archive.html#113180373528089853' title=''/><author><name>Tree</name><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-5756325.post-113123698772901096</id><published>2005-11-05T18:18:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-11-05T18:30:21.973-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I've been in such a shitty mood lately. =/Basically, its all Colin's fault. (or not... =p)I still love him. and yes, I did break up with him...Many many reasons why i did that, mostly for his own sake rather than mine; I care for him so much that I'd rather he be happier than me...So now Colin's going out with Monica. I don't know how long its been going on, but its getting kind of serious </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5756325/posts/default/113123698772901096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5756325/posts/default/113123698772901096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tmth.blogspot.com/2005_11_01_archive.html#113123698772901096' title=''/><author><name>Tree</name><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-5756325.post-112214721935429961</id><published>2005-07-23T14:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-07-23T14:33:39.363-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>*cough*Why are you here? There's nothing for you anymore. =pUpdates in Lauren's life:-Colin ish boyfriend no more. *shrugs*-I now have $6,000 saved up in the past two years. ^_^ And mom still owes me from bbsitting when parents were in Las Vegas for 5 days.-I'm in love with Gypsy Vanners. *drools* I wanna horsie!-Julie is shedding... (but when does she stop?)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5756325/posts/default/112214721935429961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5756325/posts/default/112214721935429961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tmth.blogspot.com/2005_07_01_archive.html#112214721935429961' title=''/><author><name>Tree</name><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-5756325.post-109961962331764927</id><published>2004-11-04T19:51:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-11-04T19:54:29.850-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So I was just reading through my entire blog, pretty much. I'm suprised at how little I actually wrote.. O-o and how entirely random and stupid I sound.Its all just...Koyaanasquatsi.~TMTH</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5756325/posts/default/109961962331764927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5756325/posts/default/109961962331764927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tmth.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#109961962331764927' title=''/><author><name>Tree</name><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-5756325.post-109823351056100954</id><published>2004-10-19T19:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-10-19T19:51:50.563-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Today was a half day, we got out at 12:20. Colin came over and we snuggled together and watched Brother Bear. ^_^ Then we went to Coldstone Creamery right before the sibs came home.. I dropped him off at his mom's work (my old elementary school xp) and then i took Rachel to Physical Therapy. Next we went home, picked up Zach, and went to Noodles for dinner. Z then went to football and R went to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5756325/posts/default/109823351056100954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5756325/posts/default/109823351056100954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tmth.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109823351056100954' title=''/><author><name>Tree</name><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-5756325.post-109802695180343368</id><published>2004-10-17T10:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-10-17T10:29:11.803-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>School started, and we're already to midtris. SPAFF is starting on monday. What's SPAFF? Students, Parents, Alumni, Faculty and Friends. Its the school's only fundraiser, and since we're a Catholic school, its the only way to get money. It's a really good fundraiser, because it takes $2,000 off everyone's tuition; more if you got financial aid or do work/study.But there's some changes this year</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5756325/posts/default/109802695180343368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5756325/posts/default/109802695180343368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tmth.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109802695180343368' title=''/><author><name>Tree</name><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-5756325.post-109157119129750485</id><published>2004-08-03T17:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-08-03T17:13:11.296-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>http://www.deviantart.com/view/9427683/looky, its Fantasy. The really pretty gelding i rode at CRR camp. Yeah, he bucked me off on the first day and Im still having back problems and i couldn't ride, but he's a bit crazy and very spooky...Ah well.I think next year ill go back as a JC. Then the year after, i can be a counselor! xp~TMTH</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5756325/posts/default/109157119129750485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5756325/posts/default/109157119129750485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tmth.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109157119129750485' title=''/><author><name>Tree</name><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-5756325.post-108751709395582225</id><published>2004-06-17T19:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-06-17T19:04:53.956-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Happy Birthday to me.Im nervous, got my Road Test tomorrow.. &gt;&lt; Gonna fail, I know it...Well, other than that Im happy. Spent the day with Colin. We say The Day After Tomorrow, which was good, and spent the rest of the time in his room... teehee.. XDIve gotten some presents... $25 from gparents on mom's side, two shirts and two burt's bees items from colin, a serenade over the phone from </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5756325/posts/default/108751709395582225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5756325/posts/default/108751709395582225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tmth.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108751709395582225' title=''/><author><name>Tree</name><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-5756325.post-108540464419899148</id><published>2004-05-24T08:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-05-24T08:17:24.200-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Whee? Es español, y we are learning how to type the spanish accents and whatnot. Yawn? but then we get to play games.. I bored.. and tired...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5756325/posts/default/108540464419899148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5756325/posts/default/108540464419899148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tmth.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108540464419899148' title=''/><author><name>Tree</name><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-5756325.post-108466780309065411</id><published>2004-05-15T19:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-05-15T19:36:43.090-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Blahhh. Three weeks of school left. x_xThree huge projects, one due on Monday. school sucks. I've also got to build a cathedral for Church class.My favorite of the Values teachers I had last year, Mrs Haider, recently had a baby. Quite a bit of problems. For one, she's very little. Atleast 4 inches shorter then me. The baby was very big, like 9 pounds. She went into labor early, and got sent </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5756325/posts/default/108466780309065411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5756325/posts/default/108466780309065411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tmth.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108466780309065411' title=''/><author><name>Tree</name><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-5756325.post-108376854784138770</id><published>2004-05-05T09:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-05-05T09:52:19.483-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Wheee. Ive had two krispey kreme donuts and a bottle of miniture 7up and its a late start. XD Lauren's on a sugar high. Plus, Ms Harrison ain't here and so me and chris are in the band room. Lifes boring. We have 20-some days left of school.. -_- so far, ive got two big projects. Making a Cathedral and finding symbols of the church and puttin em in the cathedral for Church class, nad developing </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5756325/posts/default/108376854784138770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5756325/posts/default/108376854784138770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tmth.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108376854784138770' title=''/><author><name>Tree</name><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-5756325.post-108241842172042463</id><published>2004-04-19T18:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-04-19T18:49:57.746-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Well, I knew this was coming and its probably kind of obvious. For all the -2 people who read this regularily, and the 2 that actually stop by once in a while, this blog has died. If Brother Martel were here, he'd have dug a hole already out in the courtyard, and he'd take me to have a funeral. But Brother isn't here, he died on Good Friday. Lots of people and things have been dying. My brother's</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5756325/posts/default/108241842172042463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5756325/posts/default/108241842172042463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tmth.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108241842172042463' title=''/><author><name>Tree</name><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-5756325.post-108207692444944663</id><published>2004-04-15T19:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-04-15T19:58:16.373-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>http://www.ofoto.com/I.jsp?c=9igi4j13.9uip7u3b&amp;x=0&amp;y=n3ysrv Mexico pictures. Enjoy. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5756325/posts/default/108207692444944663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5756325/posts/default/108207692444944663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tmth.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108207692444944663' title=''/><author><name>Tree</name><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-5756325.post-108153940374452488</id><published>2004-04-09T14:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-04-09T14:39:29.843-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Whee. Update from Mexico. =p Its been great. Im sunburnt. Having fun though.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5756325/posts/default/108153940374452488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5756325/posts/default/108153940374452488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tmth.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108153940374452488' title=''/><author><name>Tree</name><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-5756325.post-108069825008487422</id><published>2004-03-30T19:57:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-03-30T20:00:06.746-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>You are a fire shadow.  The feathery glow of yoursource makes you spritely and active.  You loveto experience many things and you want to takein the entire world. You are constantlyflickering, darting from one experience to thenext. You have heat, energy, magic, andcharisma and hold the power of beauty anddestruction. However, the dying of your embersis a corrupting fear.  Learn to accept that </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5756325/posts/default/108069825008487422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5756325/posts/default/108069825008487422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tmth.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#108069825008487422' title=''/><author><name>Tree</name><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-5756325.post-108069711598428836</id><published>2004-03-30T19:38:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-03-30T19:41:12.246-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Eh, its been a while. Busy and whatnot. Only two more days of school till i leave!! WHEEEE XDIn other news, we had a funny science experiment. Involved balloons being inflated.. XD They looked suspiciously like a certain part of a guy.. first the balloons were saggy, then they slowly got up.. but eventually the stuff in it was too heavy, and the balloons fell back down. Being with 4 other guys </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5756325/posts/default/108069711598428836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5756325/posts/default/108069711598428836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tmth.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#108069711598428836' title=''/><author><name>Tree</name><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-5756325.post-108023052284149080</id><published>2004-03-25T10:02:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-03-25T10:04:34.060-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>whee. Its health right now. Researching the big happy project thats due at the end of the tri. -_- Of course, I was sick. My partner, Beth, chose bulimia because there wasnt anything else interesting.. -_- Yawn. Im still tired and still a bit sick. ran out of apple juice. sigh.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5756325/posts/default/108023052284149080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5756325/posts/default/108023052284149080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tmth.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#108023052284149080' title=''/><author><name>Tree</name><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-5756325.post-108017468601429931</id><published>2004-03-24T18:31:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-03-24T18:33:56.186-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Blah. I caught a virus, and have been sick since last friday. Didn't go to school monday or today, mom made me go on tues. -_- But Im getting better.. yay... just really tired.Mexico's in a week and two days though ^_^ happy!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5756325/posts/default/108017468601429931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5756325/posts/default/108017468601429931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tmth.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#108017468601429931' title=''/><author><name>Tree</name><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-5756325.post-10797979234140136</id><published>2004-03-20T09:52:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-03-20T09:54:29.750-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Eh. everythings gone good iwth the parents out of town. Theyre coming back today. blah.Yesterday though, i was getting really tired, and then having chills, muscle soreness, headache and eye/ear pains.. then later i got a fever of 100.1 Went to sleep, woke up this morning very unwillingly. took me quite a bit to get out of bed. still had fever, checked it, this time 101.4 &gt;&lt; Emily's coming over</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5756325/posts/default/10797979234140136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5756325/posts/default/10797979234140136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tmth.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#10797979234140136' title=''/><author><name>Tree</name><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-5756325.post-107930721193497777</id><published>2004-03-14T17:33:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-03-14T17:35:52.076-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Yawn. Tired and bored. Went to school and practiced with the quintet; andre wasn't there though.Beth is starting to bug me. -____- She's overreacting to everything. blah. Oh, and I forgot to mention this, but Kevin and Sarah started going out late bandtrip. =p Its a good thing, cause now Sarah won't bug colin so much. Whee.Ah well, time to go.~Lauren</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5756325/posts/default/107930721193497777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5756325/posts/default/107930721193497777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tmth.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107930721193497777' title=''/><author><name>Tree</name><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-5756325.post-107922990366403722</id><published>2004-03-13T20:05:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-03-13T20:07:23.293-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Sittin here, spending my saturday night bbsitting Zach. -_-I miss my Colin.. ;-;Anywho, was looking at the band pics fairweather had taken; here is my faves..Look, its our perc. ensemble, playing on the trash cans! http://www.cretin-derhamhall.org/Activities/CoCurr/Band/Pages/images/percens05.gifsame thing, only a practice.. Im 4th from the left. =p standing next to dan and jenny..http:/</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5756325/posts/default/107922990366403722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5756325/posts/default/107922990366403722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tmth.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107922990366403722' title=''/><author><name>Tree</name><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-5756325.post-107903958774918280</id><published>2004-03-11T15:12:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-03-11T15:15:25.106-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>µaybe its not thaaaat good of an idea to post my real life on here. XP Ah well, it makes things amusing. Colin was sick today, I was sad. er.. i am being summoned. Adios.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5756325/posts/default/107903958774918280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5756325/posts/default/107903958774918280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tmth.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107903958774918280' title=''/><author><name>Tree</name><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-5756325.post-107896938558742335</id><published>2004-03-10T19:43:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-03-10T19:45:21.686-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Whee. Chicago was great. ^_^I woke up friday morning at 4:30 am. Left the house at 5:25 am. It was snowing. REALLY, really hard. Like, the hardest it has all season. There was four inches on the driveway already.. So we drove to school. Very, very slowly. My dad's toureg, which was giving best handling suv for 2004, was even having some difficulty in the snow. XDGot to school. Loaded and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5756325/posts/default/107896938558742335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5756325/posts/default/107896938558742335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tmth.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107896938558742335' title=''/><author><name>Tree</name><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-5756325.post-107827850897605128</id><published>2004-03-02T19:48:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-03-02T19:50:37.030-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Course Period Instructor Last Update Grade Assignment List Spanish 2 1 Murray, Thomas    3/2/04 A  Assignments  Eng10-H 2 Harrison, Dawn    2/27/04 B  Assignments  Jesus/History T2 3 Tighe, Lou Anne    3/2/04 A+  Assignments  Geometry-A 4 McGuire, Mark    3/1/04 B  Assignments  ConBand-H 5 Fairweather, Scott    NA -  Str/Cond-I-T2 7 Bischoff, Andrew    1/27/04 B+  Assignments  Biology-A 8 </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5756325/posts/default/107827850897605128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5756325/posts/default/107827850897605128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tmth.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107827850897605128' title=''/><author><name>Tree</name><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-5756325.post-107789425594761335</id><published>2004-02-27T08:51:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-02-27T09:06:20.123-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Whee. Well, its 2nd hour right now. I've been busy.. Second Tri's ending, finals are next thursday and friday. In one week, Ill be on a bus going to chicago. In five weeks this, Ill be waiting in an airport in Tennessee or on an airplane to Mexico. Whee. ^_^Tonight Im not doing much, just some quality time with myself and practicing the french horn and sleeping. Tomorrow, whoever wants to is </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5756325/posts/default/107789425594761335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5756325/posts/default/107789425594761335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tmth.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107789425594761335' title=''/><author><name>Tree</name><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-5756325.post-107758914723904661</id><published>2004-02-23T20:19:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-02-23T20:21:07.686-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Get to know the REAL you by crash_and_burnYour NameYou Are A:DorkYour Favorite Band/SongThe Strokes - Last NiteYou Like To Read:The backs of cereal boxesYou Firmly Believe In:NudityEveryone Thinks You Are:You don't have any friendsYou Were Conceived:52nd Street, New York CityYou Will Marry:The AntichristCreated with quill18's MemeGen 2.0!O-o. Somewhat true. Which one is your strongest </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5756325/posts/default/107758914723904661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5756325/posts/default/107758914723904661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tmth.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107758914723904661' title=''/><author><name>Tree</name><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-5756325.post-107758732820569634</id><published>2004-02-23T19:48:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-02-23T19:50:48.233-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Blah. Everythings speeding up. Next week on monday is the Band Concert. Tuesday is the Large Group Contest (Band equivalent of going to state..), Wed is nothing (i hope?!) Thursday is day one of finals, and friday I leave for chicago at 5 am. Yawn. When i come back on the 9th, a few days later is Solo contest. Then, on the 17th, the parental units leave for Las Vegas till that Sat. eve, and Im </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5756325/posts/default/107758732820569634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5756325/posts/default/107758732820569634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tmth.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107758732820569634' title=''/><author><name>Tree</name><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-5756325.post-107748447058227514</id><published>2004-02-22T15:14:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-02-22T15:16:29.890-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Yawn. things have been busy the past few days..Lessee.. I actually went home thursday night. o-O Slept a bit.Friday, we had the Sophmore Retreat. I went on the Tolkien retreat. It kicked ass! XD The highlight of that was me drawing a really cool dragon, that was my 'Temptation.' But then it got thrown away.. ;-;  Wait, actually, the best part was getting to play with clay for a while. teehee. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5756325/posts/default/107748447058227514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5756325/posts/default/107748447058227514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tmth.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107748447058227514' title=''/><author><name>Tree</name><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-5756325.post-107721033146669295</id><published>2004-02-19T11:03:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-02-19T11:07:27.733-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The computers have turned invisibleon the cords mice used to nibblethey took them awayand we said, 'what the hey!'now our english room is quite unhospitible...O-o Thats the class limerick we came up with. well, the first version. Got the second one somewhere else. XD We're doing poetry, if you couldn't tell. And they took away the computers in the room. So everyones sad and we cant hide </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5756325/posts/default/107721033146669295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5756325/posts/default/107721033146669295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tmth.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107721033146669295' title=''/><author><name>Tree</name><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-5756325.post-107712274438069388</id><published>2004-02-18T10:41:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-02-18T10:47:39.076-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Whee. Yesterday was really fun. Stayed after and all, went to arby's, and then we had the girl's varsity basketball game against Central. Big rivarly with bball and them. =p Game was close the whole time, and then it went into overtime. Still tied. another overtime. And another and another. XD 4 overtimes, and with .4 seconds left before a 5th overtime, we scored and won! There was so much </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5756325/posts/default/107712274438069388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5756325/posts/default/107712274438069388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tmth.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107712274438069388' title=''/><author><name>Tree</name><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-5756325.post-107703438961737506</id><published>2004-02-17T10:09:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-02-17T10:15:15.263-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Which piece of my random crap art are you?Agent Smith, complete with spelling errorYou're just evil. Pure and simple.Click Here to Take This QuizBrought to you by YouThink.com quizzes and personality tests.O-oHow insane are you?A Little Bit OddYou may make the odd crazy decision in life, but on the whole you live by the sandard rules that society gives us. You are pretty much like most people</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5756325/posts/default/107703438961737506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5756325/posts/default/107703438961737506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tmth.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107703438961737506' title=''/><author><name>Tree</name><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-5756325.post-107703346936843615</id><published>2004-02-17T09:54:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-02-17T09:59:43.076-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Yawn. Well, its Tuesday, and Im at school. Mr whatever-his-name-is-spelt-starts-with-an-O, who looks alot like Mr Moses is our sub, and so I came up here to the band room cause he wasn't having us do anything. =pAfter school my woodwind quartet and me are practicing, and then theres the last scheduled pep band of the year. *tear* Unless, of course, theres playoffs in hockey or basketball and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5756325/posts/default/107703346936843615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5756325/posts/default/107703346936843615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tmth.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107703346936843615' title=''/><author><name>Tree</name><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-5756325.post-107695936250677176</id><published>2004-02-16T13:22:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-02-16T13:24:35.640-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Eh, its monday. Yesterday night was okay, cause Beth and Colin were there. We watched American Pie and El Dorado. XD Nothing really happened. I just, for some odd reason, get the feeling from a certain two persons, that the only reason Im around is because Im a certain someone's g/f and another someone listed above's friend. -___- </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5756325/posts/default/107695936250677176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5756325/posts/default/107695936250677176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tmth.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107695936250677176' title=''/><author><name>Tree</name><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-5756325.post-107688150946613504</id><published>2004-02-15T15:45:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-02-15T15:47:01.390-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Yawn. Sunday. But Im happy, cause no school tomorrow. =p And Im actually awake, despite having to go to 11 am mass and sit there for an hour and 15 minutes.. -_- I braided and unbraided little braids in my hair. Theres still one stuck in there, the braids too small for my fingers to undo. XD so Im letting it undo itself. I had ice cream though. =p London Truffle. Whee.Later today Im gonna go </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5756325/posts/default/107688150946613504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5756325/posts/default/107688150946613504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tmth.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107688150946613504' title=''/><author><name>Tree</name><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-5756325.post-107680914962950220</id><published>2004-02-14T19:39:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-02-14T19:41:00.936-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Eh, well, as Im stuck in here for a while. STUPID QUIZ RESULT TIME!Darkness. You Truly Desire Darkness. You wisheveryone around you was either dead, orworshipping you. To you, life is not a gift,but a punishment. You have no consideration forothers and do as you please.PLEASE RATE What Do You Truly Desire? *PICS* brought to you by QuizillaHehe. Fits.You're Gangsta Bitch Barbie.  You're </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5756325/posts/default/107680914962950220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5756325/posts/default/107680914962950220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tmth.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107680914962950220' title=''/><author><name>Tree</name><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-5756325.post-107680577265130350</id><published>2004-02-14T18:42:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-02-14T18:44:43.890-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Eh. Well, my parents are hosting this month's 'dinner group' party. Its a toga theme. Yippee. So I spent the day cleaning, some cooking, ordering around the sibs, keeping the cats out of trouble, and doing dishes. Ill prolly spend the rest of the night hiding here or my room. Yaaay. ~Lauren</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5756325/posts/default/107680577265130350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5756325/posts/default/107680577265130350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tmth.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107680577265130350' title=''/><author><name>Tree</name><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-5756325.post-107680563251486371</id><published>2004-02-14T18:40:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-02-14T18:42:23.780-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>fuckin hate this computer..</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5756325/posts/default/107680563251486371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5756325/posts/default/107680563251486371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tmth.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107680563251486371' title=''/><author><name>Tree</name><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-5756325.post-107672095062735235</id><published>2004-02-13T19:09:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-02-13T19:11:01.170-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Well, Its Friday The 13th. I usually have good luck on these days. O-o  And, yep, today I spose you could consider good. Spent the day at Colin's house, we were the only ones there (besides his dog..) and it was fun. Everyone else decided to go bowling and not call us till they were actually at the alley, which we could have walked to, but by the time we were there they woulda been finished. -_- </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5756325/posts/default/107672095062735235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5756325/posts/default/107672095062735235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tmth.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107672095062735235' title=''/><author><name>Tree</name><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-5756325.post-107660550569008863</id><published>2004-02-12T11:01:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-02-12T11:06:54.920-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>gah. I coulda sworn Ive posted things past monday, but for some reason, they aint showing up when i look at my blog on this computer.  -_- Stupid school macs.. Ah well.I finished my math quiz; it was really easy. Im actually understanding trig. XD So much happier then geometry. Staying after today, going to the basketball pep band. Whee. I think.. O-ospanish test wasn't fun, i did okay </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5756325/posts/default/107660550569008863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5756325/posts/default/107660550569008863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tmth.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107660550569008863' title=''/><author><name>Tree</name><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-5756325.post-107653939817015921</id><published>2004-02-11T16:43:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-02-11T16:45:06.093-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Whee. Today was a great day. English, of course, sucked. We have a student teacher. She's a grammar nazi and an evil bitch. -____-  The last essay test/paper we had on Arthur stuff, she got to grade, and we didn't know that. So, got back the papers today. Most the class failed. Because she graded us so harshly, we're redoing the same type of analysis paper but with Whale Rider.. -_- Yeah, i got </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5756325/posts/default/107653939817015921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5756325/posts/default/107653939817015921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tmth.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107653939817015921' title=''/><author><name>Tree</name><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-5756325.post-107646398788173597</id><published>2004-02-10T19:46:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-02-10T19:48:14.873-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>What "Happy Bunny" phrase are you?I hate everythingYou are angry at the world. You hate everything within it, and their moms.Click Here to Take This QuizBrought to you by YouThink.com quizzes and personality tests.Hehe.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5756325/posts/default/107646398788173597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5756325/posts/default/107646398788173597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tmth.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107646398788173597' title=''/><author><name>Tree</name><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-5756325.post-107646302747755948</id><published>2004-02-10T19:30:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-02-10T19:32:14.670-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Well, this whole Kayla thing is over. Atleast, stuff said outloud. XD She apologized to me, (*GASP*! o_O) and said she wouldn't talk about it again. So whee. =pOnly there's a slight problem now. Beth's being mildly annoying (but in a funny way), saying she's taking over Kayla's spot and is gonna bug Colin and I till we go out. But she'll get bored with that within a few days, or she'll just get </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5756325/posts/default/107646302747755948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5756325/posts/default/107646302747755948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tmth.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107646302747755948' title=''/><author><name>Tree</name><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-5756325.post-107638085864266762</id><published>2004-02-09T20:40:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-02-09T20:42:44.733-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Which Evil Villain Bad Habit are you?Haha. XDmore on the me/colin thing.. -_-tmth 17: hey, kayla call you at all yet? ;p(colin)  like 8 timestmth 17: lol, haha, why?Colin: because she was wondering if you guys were p-off at hertmth 17: and you said.. ?Colin: wellColin: you know how i cant lieColin: i told her no but she didnt believe me so i said yestmth 17: niiice, colin. real nice</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5756325/posts/default/107638085864266762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5756325/posts/default/107638085864266762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tmth.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107638085864266762' title=''/><author><name>Tree</name><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-5756325.post-107637992747645657</id><published>2004-02-09T20:25:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-02-09T20:27:13.763-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Rarg. My computers being stupid. When Im going to just about any page, half the time it gives me that page, only as it was a few days ago or whenever i last was. -____-I was in a great mood when i woke up and it lasted about till i got to school. XD Then i realized i was at school adn it was monday.wEll, we have Friday off, so that shouldn't be too bad. Things are getting really annoying </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5756325/posts/default/107637992747645657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5756325/posts/default/107637992747645657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tmth.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107637992747645657' title=''/><author><name>Tree</name><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-5756325.post-107627659147056240</id><published>2004-02-08T15:43:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-02-08T15:44:56.310-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>create your own visited states map or write about it on the open travel guideMost of em i haven't really stayed in much, or whatever. Texas I got to spend 6 hours in, both times never leaving the airport. =p ~lauren</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5756325/posts/default/107627659147056240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5756325/posts/default/107627659147056240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tmth.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107627659147056240' title=''/><author><name>Tree</name><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-5756325.post-107620935178994179</id><published>2004-02-07T21:02:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-02-07T21:04:16.390-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Yawn. Im tired.Thursday was fun, it was a pepband. Me, Colin, Beth and some frosh i dunno had Arby's, while Dan, Sarah, Trina, Chris and Justin had Chipotle. Silly them. Chipotle is ucky.While we were sitting around being bored and loopy from excess caffiene, we wrote down a list of how everyone's connected/whatever.. somewhat like a band family tree. only no kids. (well, one.. buuut.. ;p)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5756325/posts/default/107620935178994179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5756325/posts/default/107620935178994179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tmth.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107620935178994179' title=''/><author><name>Tree</name><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-5756325.post-107592772752252328</id><published>2004-02-04T14:46:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-02-04T14:50:28.403-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Whee. Well, todays better cause cause I got a sucker. o-OAh well. Its 'college' theme day, and i don't own any college stuff. So im wearing a 'know your mushrooms' t shirt. XDIm staying after, because i told my mom she won't have to pick me up tomorrow around 10 or whatever after the pep band. So yeah. Since fairweathers gonna be gone, perc. today is us sitting out in the hall with a bunch of</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5756325/posts/default/107592772752252328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5756325/posts/default/107592772752252328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tmth.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107592772752252328' title=''/><author><name>Tree</name><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-5756325.post-107586113658816329</id><published>2004-02-03T20:18:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-02-03T20:23:03.483-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>XD Ah, forgot all about today's fun during AT.We all went to the theater, where we had random nurses, drug councelors and whatnot talk to us. I didn't learn anything except for the fact that our new drug help person has had 30+ police report referalls (Since Mid-October this year!XD), but none from actual people telling on themselves or friends. XP Im very amused by that.Oh,and more drug </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5756325/posts/default/107586113658816329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5756325/posts/default/107586113658816329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tmth.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107586113658816329' title=''/><author><name>Tree</name><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-5756325.post-107585937812898868</id><published>2004-02-03T19:49:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-02-03T19:51:18.030-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Blah. Im in a blah mood today. =/ Things just keep getting more annoying, and its really starting to piss me off. Two major things, Mother, and then people at school.Mother has no job. Mother does nothing but sit around all day and play computer games. Mother is making this family go into debt. And Mother recently started bitching at me because I've been staying after in Perc. Ensemble and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5756325/posts/default/107585937812898868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5756325/posts/default/107585937812898868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tmth.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107585937812898868' title=''/><author><name>Tree</name><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-5756325.post-107568735514822893</id><published>2004-02-01T20:02:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-02-01T20:04:13.716-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Blah. Doing Jesus class homework... 'after reading and spending some time pondering this message, you are invited to write a reflection about it.' ... What a nice teacher. And then she goes on, listing guidlines. Typing up that passage from the gospel of mark, and writing a reflection thats 2-3 pages long and includes what the message is, why i like it, and how i can apply this message to daily </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5756325/posts/default/107568735514822893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5756325/posts/default/107568735514822893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tmth.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107568735514822893' title=''/><author><name>Tree</name><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-5756325.post-107551454524970175</id><published>2004-01-30T20:02:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-01-30T20:04:01.810-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Which Dream Boat Are You?Keanu ReevesYou are pretty quiet but are really fun to hang out with once you are comfortable. You don't tend to take strong positions on things, be it politics or what resturant to go to. You are also kind of a loner. Yet, you have a core group of friends that love your company.Click Here to Take This QuizBrought to you by YouThink.com quizzes and personality tests... </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5756325/posts/default/107551454524970175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5756325/posts/default/107551454524970175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tmth.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107551454524970175' title=''/><author><name>Tree</name><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-5756325.post-107551024083964745</id><published>2004-01-30T18:50:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-01-30T18:52:17.466-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Yawn. Its Friday evening, and Im tired. Been a bit. Thursday was fun. We had a half day, so afterwards, I had to practice a bit in my brass quintet, and then me, Colin, Beth, Sarah, Dan, Katie, Andre and Nimis all went to the Cleveland Wok. Teehee, they have a $5.50 all you can eat buffet thats really good. xp  So afterwards, everyone but Katie went over to Beth and Sarah's house, and we spent </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5756325/posts/default/107551024083964745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5756325/posts/default/107551024083964745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tmth.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107551024083964745' title=''/><author><name>Tree</name><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-5756325.post-107533805067328455</id><published>2004-01-28T19:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-01-28T19:02:25.233-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>But how to take last leave of all I loved?O golden hair, with which I used to playNot knowing! O imperial-moulded form,And beauty such as never woman wore,Until it came a kingdom's curse with thee--I cannot touch thy lips, they are not mine,But Lancelot's: nay, they never were the King's.I cannot take thy hand; that too is flesh,And in the flesh thou hast sinned; and mine own flesh,Here </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5756325/posts/default/107533805067328455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5756325/posts/default/107533805067328455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tmth.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107533805067328455' title=''/><author><name>Tree</name><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-5756325.post-107532159600884208</id><published>2004-01-28T14:26:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-01-28T14:28:10.153-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>well. it would appear that i have more time. the teach is talking and whatnot, and so i can type stuff. =p  whee. today's perc. again.Life is kinda boring right now. blah. iunno. im kinda tired, kinda bored. Next week is 'chillout' week. the new cdh version of the c (before they merged)'s midwinter's week and dance. i spose there might be a dance. maybe ill have an anti party. =p but theres </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5756325/posts/default/107532159600884208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5756325/posts/default/107532159600884208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tmth.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107532159600884208' title=''/><author><name>Tree</name><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-5756325.post-107531996571831665</id><published>2004-01-28T13:59:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-01-28T14:01:00.076-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hey, just an fyi, if you happen to get any random emails from me, dun open em, theres a virus going around the school that accesses peoples emails and uses em, sends a .zip attachment and then kills yer net. =p I haven't gotten any, but everyones been warned. XD Im in science right now.havent been on much, ive been staying after every day since about 4:30 or so. Mostly doing band stuff. Perc. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5756325/posts/default/107531996571831665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5756325/posts/default/107531996571831665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tmth.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107531996571831665' title=''/><author><name>Tree</name><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-5756325.post-107516912755449982</id><published>2004-01-26T20:05:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-01-26T20:07:00.093-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>it would appear my side bar thingy died...? -_-Ah well.Today I spent an hour and a half going to school. There were only about 3 inches on the ground, but there was a ton of traffic and everyone going slow, including my ride. -__-Then i get to school late, and Mr. Murray's making all sorts of sound effects to go along with our new vocab. XP including kissing noises, cause we're learning </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5756325/posts/default/107516912755449982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5756325/posts/default/107516912755449982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tmth.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107516912755449982' title=''/><author><name>Tree</name><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-5756325.post-107506768185558063</id><published>2004-01-25T15:54:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-01-25T15:56:13.326-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Which Final Fantasy (IV-X) Character are you?by steeviwhee. O-oYou have wings of STEEL. No one's reallysure why, but at this point in your life you'veshut off emotion to the point of extremeapathy. You are cold and indifferent much ofthe time...or perhaps you're just a goodpretender. Next to impossible to get close to,even those who do never see the real you. It'sentirely possible that</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5756325/posts/default/107506768185558063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5756325/posts/default/107506768185558063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tmth.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107506768185558063' title=''/><author><name>Tree</name><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-5756325.post-107506615340204335</id><published>2004-01-25T15:29:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-01-25T15:30:44.530-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hrm.. Im trying comment this. for some odd reason though, blogger's being screwy. XP~TMTH</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5756325/posts/default/107506615340204335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5756325/posts/default/107506615340204335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tmth.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107506615340204335' title=''/><author><name>Tree</name><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-5756325.post-107499635428462780</id><published>2004-01-24T20:05:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-01-25T15:05:42.030-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>O_o..</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5756325/posts/default/107499635428462780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5756325/posts/default/107499635428462780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tmth.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107499635428462780' title=''/><author><name>Tree</name><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-5756325.post-107499617618670223</id><published>2004-01-24T20:02:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-01-24T20:04:26.763-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>screw halo scan, Im using comment this.. hopefully... -_-</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5756325/posts/default/107499617618670223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5756325/posts/default/107499617618670223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tmth.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107499617618670223' title=''/><author><name>Tree</name><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-5756325.post-107499586324692879</id><published>2004-01-24T19:57:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-01-24T19:59:13.890-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Stolen from someone on deviantart... XDBASICS...Name = LaurenPiercings = 0Tattoos = 0Height = 5' 7"Shoe Size = 9Hair Color = dark brown.Length = bout 16 inches or so.Eye Color = BwueSiblings = 2LAST...Movie You Rented = iunno.Movie You Bought = Lion KingSong You Listened To = Crazy music from the winter carnival.Song That Was Stuck In Your Head = The Rouser. Hail, CDH... duh </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5756325/posts/default/107499586324692879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5756325/posts/default/107499586324692879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tmth.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107499586324692879' title=''/><author><name>Tree</name><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-5756325.post-107499248538551748</id><published>2004-01-24T19:01:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-01-24T19:02:55.950-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Whee. I had fun today. Spent the day with Colin, Nimis, (and Sarah for a lil bit) at the Winter Carnival. Got pics... so enjoy. http://www.ofoto.com/I.jsp?c=9igi4j13.6o2db1gf&amp;x=0&amp;y=bytr8r Made a nice lil post about it at pojo, too. whatever. =pIt was a tad annoying, because Nimis got really pissy midway/to end through. She seems to think that she's like a 'chaperone' for me and Colin, and so </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5756325/posts/default/107499248538551748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5756325/posts/default/107499248538551748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tmth.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107499248538551748' title=''/><author><name>Tree</name><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-5756325.post-107489065221458108</id><published>2004-01-23T14:42:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-01-23T14:45:41.013-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Whee. Tis Friday!Im staying after and going to pepband. Hopefully the parents remembered and will pick me up otherwise Im screwed. Yawn. Ive been drawing lots of dragons kinda. Ah well. Im feeling kinda odd.~Lauren</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5756325/posts/default/107489065221458108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5756325/posts/default/107489065221458108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tmth.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107489065221458108' title=''/><author><name>Tree</name><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-5756325.post-107482019594948484</id><published>2004-01-22T19:09:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-01-22T19:11:24.403-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Well, this week has gone fast. Lets go back and remember everything since the last post. Hey, wait a minute.. its only been two days. XDWednesday. Whee, late start. I get up, and go to school. Middle of spanish(first period) I start feeling dizzy and my stomach hurts. Ah well, no more lucky charms for me. ;p A bit later.. for some odd reason, it feels as if all the blood is rushing to my head, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5756325/posts/default/107482019594948484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5756325/posts/default/107482019594948484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tmth.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107482019594948484' title=''/><author><name>Tree</name><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-5756325.post-107464667154107283</id><published>2004-01-20T18:57:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-01-20T18:59:17.340-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Yawn. I spent monday hanging out with Emily, that was interesting. =p We played Simpsons Road Rage for gamecube for a while, i was very amused. XD 'Im a lean, mean, vindaloo machine!' -Apu ... . 'Man, this sucks and blows' -Bart...Hehe. Yeah. Today was boring. We were in the chapel for jesus class. She was having us look at jesus pictures and write about them. I did, and then drew a dragontaur </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5756325/posts/default/107464667154107283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5756325/posts/default/107464667154107283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tmth.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107464667154107283' title=''/><author><name>Tree</name><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-5756325.post-107447726167317227</id><published>2004-01-18T19:54:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-01-18T20:58:20.500-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>oh, screw it. Ill mess with haloscan tomorrow. -_________-</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5756325/posts/default/107447726167317227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5756325/posts/default/107447726167317227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tmth.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107447726167317227' title=''/><author><name>Tree</name><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-5756325.post-107445628981115401</id><published>2004-01-18T14:04:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-01-18T14:06:14.170-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Saturday was fun. Me, Colin, Beth, Nimis, Sarah and FunkyBluehaired guy(Forgot his name.. XD one of sarah's friends) went to the school musical, which was the 10 Year Review. It was a 'review' of all the musicals from the past 10 years, because this year's the 10th aniversary of our theater, the Lillian Theater. Thanks to some lady named Lillian, who funded it all. O-o  It was very amusing, i </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5756325/posts/default/107445628981115401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5756325/posts/default/107445628981115401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tmth.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107445628981115401' title=''/><author><name>Tree</name><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-5756325.post-107430724522350207</id><published>2004-01-16T20:40:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-01-16T20:42:07.546-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Well, if yer wanting to see the random pics from the school's MLK celebration thing, go to http://www.cretin-derhamhall.org  Yeah, thats my school. ugh. -_- Anywho, photo album is under 'students' and then 'photo album' =p Lol, and theres nothing of me, that ive seen. so whee. XD Funnest part of Jesus class so far...Ellen: Bite me.....Hard.Dana: Woah. That was like, kinky, Ellen! </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5756325/posts/default/107430724522350207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5756325/posts/default/107430724522350207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tmth.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107430724522350207' title=''/><author><name>Tree</name><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-5756325.post-107429070066101208</id><published>2004-01-16T16:05:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-01-16T16:06:23.123-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>http://images.ofoto.com/photos504/1/23/5/42/43/7/743420523103_0_ALB.jpghttp://images.ofoto.com/photos504/1/23/5/72/81/9/981720523103_0_ALB.jpg.. Nice pretty dragons. =p Im kinda disappointed in the sharpie colored one, because my cameras stupid and old. So you can't really see much detail.Yawn. Its Friday.~LAuren</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5756325/posts/default/107429070066101208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5756325/posts/default/107429070066101208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tmth.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107429070066101208' title=''/><author><name>Tree</name><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-5756325.post-107420153410713602</id><published>2004-01-15T15:18:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-01-15T15:20:15.360-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>src="http://test3.thespark.com/childtest/award/cnid.gif" border=1&gt;  </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5756325/posts/default/107420153410713602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5756325/posts/default/107420153410713602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tmth.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107420153410713602' title=''/><author><name>Tree</name><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-5756325.post-107420023569146635</id><published>2004-01-15T14:56:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-01-15T14:58:36.390-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Whee. I think. O-o Im staying after right now. Ah well, whatever.Life is boring.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5756325/posts/default/107420023569146635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5756325/posts/default/107420023569146635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tmth.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107420023569146635' title=''/><author><name>Tree</name><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-5756325.post-107413104244349488</id><published>2004-01-14T19:44:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-01-14T19:45:22.560-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Yawn. Well, in a spur of stupidity, Dan convinced me and I joined Random Jazz. XD I had gotten off on the excuse of 'I can't wake up that early' and 'Im in a carpool, they don't drop me off early' but now, it seems, my parents wouldn't mind driving me. leaving the house at 6:15 am. X_x Now for some of you crazy people, that might not be that early. But it isssss for meeeee. XD It means i gotta </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5756325/posts/default/107413104244349488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5756325/posts/default/107413104244349488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tmth.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107413104244349488' title=''/><author><name>Tree</name><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-5756325.post-107396170002279082</id><published>2004-01-12T20:41:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-01-12T20:42:58.216-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Death. So, you're the one who pushed the red buttonof death, aren't you? You couldn't resistafterall, it's in your blood. There's somethingto the screams of innocents that makes yousmile, and carnage isn't all that bad as longas you're on top of the bodies in the end...well done in doing what centuries of madmancouldn't. You survived the end by causing it,and being in control of it... congrats! </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5756325/posts/default/107396170002279082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5756325/posts/default/107396170002279082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tmth.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107396170002279082' title=''/><author><name>Tree</name><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-5756325.post-107396067881553646</id><published>2004-01-12T20:24:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-01-12T20:25:57.250-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Sunday was interestingish. My grandparents (Lentsch side, of course =p) Invited me and my sister to a Winter Carnival kickoff Jr Royalty brunch. So it was them, me and my sis, my cousins Roni, Claire, Jenna, Lexi, and my aunt Anne Marie. Whee. =p Two of the Jr Royalty go to CDH, one's in my english class, others a frosh. The newest Klondike Kate was there, along with the last 3. =p I ended up </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5756325/posts/default/107396067881553646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5756325/posts/default/107396067881553646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tmth.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107396067881553646' title=''/><author><name>Tree</name><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-5756325.post-107377182769262974</id><published>2004-01-10T15:57:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-01-10T15:58:24.343-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Well, the concert last night was kinda interesting.. I fell asleep on colin's shoulder during one 41 minute long song. XDIt was kinda funny, we got were sitting in our seats before the show, and i decided to look at the thing they give you when you go in... forgot the word just now.. O_o But yeah, whatever. So the title, 'Banned Expressions: Music Of The Holocaust' .. and i was like, wtf? No </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5756325/posts/default/107377182769262974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5756325/posts/default/107377182769262974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tmth.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107377182769262974' title=''/><author><name>Tree</name><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-5756325.post-107368834333310831</id><published>2004-01-09T16:45:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-01-09T16:46:58.543-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I getta go to the St. Paul Chamber Orchestra's performance tonight, for free! Whee. =p The people gave my band teachers a ton of free tickets, and i got one of em. And then ill be able to get done my concert report for honor's credit.So yep. The hockey game kinda sucked, we tied 4-4 against BSM and it was really cold the whole time. And James was being annoying. And Rob was on a sugar high. O_o</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5756325/posts/default/107368834333310831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5756325/posts/default/107368834333310831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tmth.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107368834333310831' title=''/><author><name>Tree</name><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-5756325.post-107359604209282667</id><published>2004-01-08T15:06:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-01-08T15:08:36.590-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Whee. Me gots white chocolate macadamia nut with coconut on the outside truffles. XD They got some booze in em.. Whee! XP~Lauren, whos staying after..</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5756325/posts/default/107359604209282667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5756325/posts/default/107359604209282667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tmth.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107359604209282667' title=''/><author><name>Tree</name><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-5756325.post-107352606380040979</id><published>2004-01-07T19:41:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-01-07T19:42:17.186-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Yawn. Its wednesday. Im tired, even though we had a late start and i got to sleep in for an hour more. Life is going slow. Theres not much to look forward to in this present, only stuff in the future. -_- Ah, well, besides tomorrow. Its a hockey pep band and i'm gonna stay after and learn how to 5-stroke roll. Whee. XD  Maybe something interesting will happen. I hope so, life is boring.Oooh. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5756325/posts/default/107352606380040979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5756325/posts/default/107352606380040979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tmth.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107352606380040979' title=''/><author><name>Tree</name><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-5756325.post-107340129439692049</id><published>2004-01-06T08:55:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-01-06T09:02:46.716-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Whee. Me and Chris are here in the jazz room during english, because we have a sub and we'd just be working on the computers in that room. Im sore and tired. -_- yesterday, i worked out for the first time since before break, and then after school I got to carry around a snare drum for half an hour, and then cymbals for another  half hour. And both of those are heavy. =p Ah well, I felt speshul </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5756325/posts/default/107340129439692049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5756325/posts/default/107340129439692049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tmth.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107340129439692049' title=''/><author><name>Tree</name><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-5756325.post-107325516906348825</id><published>2004-01-04T16:26:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-01-04T16:27:19.340-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>You are ''Wedding? I love weddings! Drinks allaround!'' You are a bit on the spaztic side,and tend to joke your way out of stickysituations. You are childish and silly in mostinstances, but inside you are a genuinely goodperson. Try to be more open to criticism andremember that it's okay if you aren't the joke-maker ALL of the time. What Random Pirates of the Caribbean Phrase are You? brought to</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5756325/posts/default/107325516906348825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5756325/posts/default/107325516906348825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tmth.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107325516906348825' title=''/><author><name>Tree</name><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-5756325.post-107316077114335851</id><published>2004-01-03T14:12:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-01-03T14:14:00.576-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Bah. Im annoyed with certain people IRL. -_- And I think thats all Im gonna say about that, because its nothing anyone else needs to know.=/~Lauren</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5756325/posts/default/107316077114335851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5756325/posts/default/107316077114335851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tmth.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107316077114335851' title=''/><author><name>Tree</name><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-5756325.post-107307316159087627</id><published>2004-01-02T13:52:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-01-02T13:53:49.403-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Yawn. Well, its Friday. The family is out skiing, i didn't feel like going, so I've got the house to meself. Yesterday I saw ROTK for the fourth time. =p~Lauren</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5756325/posts/default/107307316159087627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5756325/posts/default/107307316159087627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tmth.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107307316159087627' title=''/><author><name>Tree</name><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-5756325.post-107293239652411808</id><published>2003-12-31T22:46:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-12-31T22:47:42.843-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Oooooh... MORE! You're taffy!!  You're a clever and kind person,but you tend to hold grudges.  You are not bigon dishing out forgiveness. Which kind of candy are you? brought to you by QuizillaI AmWhich tarot card are you?okay. all done. we hope.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5756325/posts/default/107293239652411808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5756325/posts/default/107293239652411808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tmth.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107293239652411808' title=''/><author><name>Tree</name><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-5756325.post-107293117486915364</id><published>2003-12-31T22:26:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-12-31T22:39:30.903-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>     whee.. i think..     Hmm. Maybe i got that from the "And finally, have you ever kicked a man, poured kerosene on him, and set him on fire?" question.. XD     ..you are sienna#A0522DYour dominant hues are red and yellow... most of what you do is motivated by your need to change things and have a good time, but you've been known to settle down and think out a situation, too. You tend</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5756325/posts/default/107293117486915364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5756325/posts/default/107293117486915364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tmth.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107293117486915364' title=''/><author><name>Tree</name><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-5756325.post-107293045615372018</id><published>2003-12-31T22:14:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-12-31T22:15:22.903-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>     interesting.. O-oAh well. Its New Years Eve. Im bbsitting. Joy. XD Well, my parents said I had to, since they let me go to Colin's party yesterday instead of spending time with the family.. -__- Ah well. We got a 12 pack of rootbeer and subway. =p And i got unlimited net access jus cause i know all the right passwords. XD~Lauren</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5756325/posts/default/107293045615372018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5756325/posts/default/107293045615372018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tmth.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107293045615372018' title=''/><author><name>Tree</name><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-5756325.post-107282218415590130</id><published>2003-12-30T16:09:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-12-30T16:10:49.733-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The Generic Teenager StereotypeDo you drink [alcohol]?:Nooo.. Do you party a lot? How often?:Sure. =p Do you use drugs for recreational purposes?:naw How often do you use the word like in an average hour?:like, i so totally, like, use that word, like.. NO. Do you skip classes? How often?:every so often. XD Do you have casual sex? Protected?:Nope.. XP Do you steal?:Yes. Er. No. Do you wear </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5756325/posts/default/107282218415590130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5756325/posts/default/107282218415590130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tmth.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107282218415590130' title=''/><author><name>Tree</name><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-5756325.post-107266998336381900</id><published>2003-12-28T21:53:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-12-28T21:54:07.390-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ooh! Ooh! Ooh! Me too, me too, me too! XD....1. What did you do in 2003 that you'd never done before?-Made chainmail.2. Did you keep your New Years' resolutions, and will you make more for next year?- nope. I don't do resolutions. =p3. Did anyone close to you give birth?- My cousin Ben's girlfriend. They're daughter. 4. Did anyone close to you die?- Nope. 5. What countries did you </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5756325/posts/default/107266998336381900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5756325/posts/default/107266998336381900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tmth.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107266998336381900' title=''/><author><name>Tree</name><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-5756325.post-107257396365539921</id><published>2003-12-27T19:12:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-12-27T19:13:46.343-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Well, its saturday. Whee. But not really. Day was spent sleeping and reading sis' copy of Eragon. Good book. But I never fully woke up. ah well. =pYesteday, I went skiing with Jenny, Nimis, and Colin. Dan was there too, but he snowboarded. =p And we ran into Nicky, who was skiing, and he went with us for a bit. We were teaching Colin how to ski. Now that was amusing. XD He likes skiing, and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5756325/posts/default/107257396365539921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5756325/posts/default/107257396365539921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tmth.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107257396365539921' title=''/><author><name>Tree</name><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-5756325.post-107238671824726898</id><published>2003-12-25T15:11:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-12-25T15:12:58.810-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Whee, its Christmas! Well, to bring things up to date. Tuesday, I went sledding, then spend the eve at Nimis' house, mainly sleeping on Colin. XD Wednesday, I slept late and then went to the Lentsch side Christmas Eve party. Whee. Actually, it went really slow. Was there till 8:00 pm. But I think I got Kevin interested in Cold. =p Jack thought they were odd, but really liked the first few words</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5756325/posts/default/107238671824726898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5756325/posts/default/107238671824726898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tmth.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107238671824726898' title=''/><author><name>Tree</name><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-5756325.post-107214829624944905</id><published>2003-12-22T20:58:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-12-22T20:59:14.293-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Everyone dislikes something about a country. Youropinion of Japan is pretty high. It's probablya place you want to visit or even revisit, butyou didn't have fun all the time. You couldn'tget enough of those rotating sushi bars orpachinko parlors though. It's more of anamusing country to you than your dream vacationspot. Would you survive in Japan? brought to you by QuizillaO-o well then..</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5756325/posts/default/107214829624944905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5756325/posts/default/107214829624944905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tmth.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107214829624944905' title=''/><author><name>Tree</name><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-5756325.post-107214733846128709</id><published>2003-12-22T20:42:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-12-22T20:43:16.060-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Numenorean To which race of Middle Earth do you belong? brought to you by QuizillaSo yeah. Its monday. Yawn. I went to the Mall of America today. It was crowded. But hey, now Im completely done with shopping. =p And i got myself a new t-shirt. Its black, and has the different types of mario mushrooms from nintendo on it, and says something along the lines of 'remember your mushrooms' XD Whee.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5756325/posts/default/107214733846128709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5756325/posts/default/107214733846128709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tmth.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107214733846128709' title=''/><author><name>Tree</name><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-5756325.post-107205394182289494</id><published>2003-12-21T18:45:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-12-21T18:46:38.170-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Whee. Its sunday. I have now gotten done the sibs, friends, and father's x-mas shopping. Only gotta get mom's stuff.Now im bbsitting. Tis boring. AH well.~TMTH</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5756325/posts/default/107205394182289494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5756325/posts/default/107205394182289494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tmth.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107205394182289494' title=''/><author><name>Tree</name><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-5756325.post-107194444067474059</id><published>2003-12-20T12:20:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-12-20T12:24:01.543-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> get me those and I'll love you for life.~_^Or really, just someone get me the Witch King's gauntlets. And Ill love you for life. =pWhee. And his mace is pretty awesome too, not to mention his horse and all the cloaks and stuff. But all I want are the gauntlets. XD~Lauren</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5756325/posts/default/107194444067474059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5756325/posts/default/107194444067474059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tmth.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107194444067474059' title=''/><author><name>Tree</name><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-5756325.post-107189621860788019</id><published>2003-12-19T22:56:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-12-19T22:57:53.810-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Whee. Hey yall. =p Lots been happening these past few days. I haven't been around. And Im running on a severe lack of sleep. (for me) So heres how everythings been going.Wed:Whee, late start. Get to school, allright! LOTR TODAY! And so started my hyperly crazy happy mode which lasted most the day. At 2:30, the bell rings and we start perc. at 3ish. Beth, Colin, Dan and I leave that at 4, and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5756325/posts/default/107189621860788019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5756325/posts/default/107189621860788019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tmth.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107189621860788019' title=''/><author><name>Tree</name><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-5756325.post-107160629302498262</id><published>2003-12-16T14:24:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-12-16T14:25:44.483-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>EeeeevilllFind out what anime girl you are.*squeek*What fuzzy creature are you?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5756325/posts/default/107160629302498262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5756325/posts/default/107160629302498262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tmth.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107160629302498262' title=''/><author><name>Tree</name><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-5756325.post-107153729599895385</id><published>2003-12-15T19:14:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-12-15T19:15:46.810-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Monday. Whee. I think. I got drumsticks for a christmas present from Colin. ^_^ Happy now. =p We had perc. today, it was fun. But not really. Cymbals are heavy and I don't like em.  Oh yes, and my neck really hurts when i move it a certain way. &gt;&lt; That was *really* fun today in Strength/Conditioning. But yeah. Its monday. Sigh. Beth is being whiney. Its annoying. Nimis is being her jealous </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5756325/posts/default/107153729599895385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5756325/posts/default/107153729599895385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tmth.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107153729599895385' title=''/><author><name>Tree</name><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>
