<?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-15331866</id><updated>2011-12-02T04:21:32.067-05:00</updated><title type='text'>HJ   W</title><subtitle type='html'>Wouldn't it be cool to live in candyland?</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happyincandyland.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15331866/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happyincandyland.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Happy in candyland</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13497028248180171548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>57</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15331866.post-115098370687909365</id><published>2006-06-22T09:32:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-22T09:41:46.883-04:00</updated><title type='text'>summer</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;well, its summer, but i dont think many will read this. last night i had a dream that i got my liscense and bought a pack of cigarettes from a gas station, wich doesnt make any sense, because u have to be 18 to buy cigarettes, not 16, and i dont even like them,they are nasty. not that i have tried one, but that i know what they are made of. well it was a weird dream. and that i had to take a shower in a room that was 2 feet tall was in that dream. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i dont know wat goes on in my head when i am asleep, so yea&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;april and josh are coming down tonight. that is exciting. havent seen them in awhile, and i am looking forward to it. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hey guys, lets start a revolution. work up blogs agian cause summer is boring with out them. post on yours, and get everyone back up on it again. maybe i am poking at ashes with no fire, but i want to try.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ok.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;this is boring. oh well. grr, there is nothing to say.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15331866-115098370687909365?l=happyincandyland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happyincandyland.blogspot.com/feeds/115098370687909365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15331866&amp;postID=115098370687909365' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15331866/posts/default/115098370687909365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15331866/posts/default/115098370687909365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happyincandyland.blogspot.com/2006/06/summer_22.html' title='summer'/><author><name>Happy in candyland</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13497028248180171548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15331866.post-115098367399805329</id><published>2006-06-22T09:32:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-22T09:41:14.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'>summer</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;well, its summer, but i dont think many will read this. last night i had a dream that i got my liscense and bought a pack of cigarettes from a gas station, wich doesnt make any sense, because u have to be 18 to buy cigarettes, not 16, and i dont even like them,they are nasty. not that i have tried one, but that i know what they are made of. well it was a weird dream. and that i had to take a shower in a room that was 2 feet tall was in that dream. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i dont know wat goes on in my head when i am asleep, so yea&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;april and josh are coming down tonight. that is exciting. havent seen them in awhile, and i am looking forward to it. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hey guys, lets start a revolution. work up blogs agian cause summer is boring with out them. post on yours, and get everyone back up on it again. maybe i am poking at ashes with no fire, but i want to try.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ok.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;this is boring. oh well. grr, there is nothing to say.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15331866-115098367399805329?l=happyincandyland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happyincandyland.blogspot.com/feeds/115098367399805329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15331866&amp;postID=115098367399805329' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15331866/posts/default/115098367399805329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15331866/posts/default/115098367399805329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happyincandyland.blogspot.com/2006/06/summer.html' title='summer'/><author><name>Happy in candyland</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13497028248180171548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15331866.post-114203883486274525</id><published>2006-03-10T19:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-10T20:01:37.433-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Power Outages</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.sbac.edu/~tpl/clipart/Holidays/St%20Patricks%20Day%2001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://www.sbac.edu/~tpl/clipart/Holidays/St%20Patricks%20Day%2001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sbac.edu/~tpl/clipart/Holidays/St%20Patricks%20Day%2001.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey Y'all,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wassup? nada nada enchilada. (that means nothing nothing enchilada in espanol). seriously nothing really though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just want to shout out happy st. patricks day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, to my title. We had power outage in school this wednesday, and it lasted 50 minutes. it was pretty cool, except they didnt send us home. the outage was just shy 10 minutes from them sending us home, which was a bummer. but because of it, we didnt have to do a very painstakingly long and boring project in history, cuase we needed computers to do it, and my teacher just decided we didnt need it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, right now i am staring at a piece of vitales pizza, (my very fav. in the whole world that i have tried) and i am not hungary. it is depressing, cause i want to eat it, but my stomach is already full of other food. the grease is starting to turn solid too. which isnt helping my non existent appettite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, and i have now dranken a total of two cups of coffee in my life. but mixed with hot cocoa and other goodies that my friends made me. its good. except when i burp, cuase then it tastes just like plain coffee, not good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i find it funny how i am writing all this and hardly anyone will read this whole post. if u have read the whole thing every word and reading this right now, congratulations, you really care about me. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, school is okay. just kind of really sick of it. but its not bad. softball tryouts are next week, and i am kind of nervous, cause we just barely have enough to not have two teams. so there will only be a varsity team, and they are going to have to cut almost a whole team. eeeeeeeeeeee. actually i dont really care that much, to be honest. i think that is weird. i dont really care. man, i really need motivation for a sport.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, i think that is about it. which really is a lot. but hey, writing for fun is fun. it is no fun if it is for school. but when we can write whatever, i really enjoy it. i know, ur thinking i should keep a journal. no way man, not me. i dont do that, cuase then it feels like homework. and i dont have time to do that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heidi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. that pizza is starting to look good actually.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15331866-114203883486274525?l=happyincandyland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happyincandyland.blogspot.com/feeds/114203883486274525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15331866&amp;postID=114203883486274525' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15331866/posts/default/114203883486274525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15331866/posts/default/114203883486274525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happyincandyland.blogspot.com/2006/03/power-outages.html' title='Power Outages'/><author><name>Happy in candyland</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13497028248180171548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15331866.post-113960440932518221</id><published>2006-02-10T15:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-18T16:59:40.446-05:00</updated><title type='text'>lotta stuffff</title><content type='html'>well, a lot has happened since i last posted, and for good reason too. becuase i havent told a lot on here recently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well. a couple weeks ago, friday my leg had started hurting, but i was at a basket ball game, so i didnt check it out. next day was saturday and i worked from 6-3. woof, i was tired, and my leg hurt even more. time for the climax. when i got home from work i could barely walk. so i looked at it and there was this black spot surrounded by red and it was swollen twice as big as normal. (hint, i am a little of an exxagerator).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we went to the doctor and he squeezed juice and blood out of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now, two weeks later, i am all better and it is a hole/scar in my leg. rose wanted to take a picture of it, but i told her no, i didnt want to cause a bunch of people nausea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont remember a lot else that is important.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it is midwinter break for us, starting today, and we have this whole next week off.&lt;br /&gt;which i will definetely be needing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was blessed by God this week, cuase i had a pretty big project in biology. and it needed a program on a computer that we didnt have, and all these problems came up, like our computer losing memory and getting kicked out ofthe mediacenter cause there was a meeting. but, thankfully, i was able to finish it, early even.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while i am on the subject, we had a sort of ice storm, and a lot of people lost power. we didnt. Hallelujah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well that is a lot of info for y'all to digest. even thou most people arent as active in the blogging world as it used to be. but yA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;adios!&lt;br /&gt;heidi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15331866-113960440932518221?l=happyincandyland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happyincandyland.blogspot.com/feeds/113960440932518221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15331866&amp;postID=113960440932518221' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15331866/posts/default/113960440932518221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15331866/posts/default/113960440932518221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happyincandyland.blogspot.com/2006/02/lotta-stuffff.html' title='lotta stuffff'/><author><name>Happy in candyland</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13497028248180171548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15331866.post-113867210651583069</id><published>2006-01-30T20:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-30T20:48:29.840-05:00</updated><title type='text'>delirious?</title><content type='html'>Hooray for school!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15331866-113867210651583069?l=happyincandyland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happyincandyland.blogspot.com/feeds/113867210651583069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15331866&amp;postID=113867210651583069' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15331866/posts/default/113867210651583069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15331866/posts/default/113867210651583069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happyincandyland.blogspot.com/2006/01/delirious.html' title='delirious?'/><author><name>Happy in candyland</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13497028248180171548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15331866.post-113787583850028500</id><published>2006-01-21T15:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-21T15:37:18.516-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Feb Web Deb and exams</title><content type='html'>haha, weird title huh? well, it is kindof wat is going on in my life. like it is almost FEBruary, in biology, we were talking about people with WEBed feet, and DEB is my aunt. well, the last one doesnt really count, but i wanted to have one more rhyme. oh and exams, because i just took them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;about exams, i did okay, for not having studied for most of them. i tried to study, but i just cant. i still did well, mostly wat i expected, which was good. except for math, becuase my calculator kind of malfunctioned, and i couldnt do everything i needed to the right way. oh well. the rest of them, i actually did better than i expected. especially biology, and if i had more time, i could have done even better. but thats all in the past. (hehe)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, yea, nuthin else interesting much. it snowed like 10 feet last night. no, more like 5 inches. but, i had to get up at like 6:20 am, this morning, becuase i had to wrk, and it looked soooooooooooooo cool. i would have taken a picture to put on here, but i didnt want get the camera out. i guess u guys can imagine the trees and everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH and also, rose and i made a totally oscar winner movie about the life of Louise. watch the awards, and u will definetely see it on there, because it is even funnier than napolean dynamite. serious. maybe we will let u see it sometime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;adios folks,&lt;br /&gt;heidi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15331866-113787583850028500?l=happyincandyland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happyincandyland.blogspot.com/feeds/113787583850028500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15331866&amp;postID=113787583850028500' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15331866/posts/default/113787583850028500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15331866/posts/default/113787583850028500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happyincandyland.blogspot.com/2006/01/feb-web-deb-and-exams.html' title='Feb Web Deb and exams'/><author><name>Happy in candyland</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13497028248180171548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15331866.post-113693779796089908</id><published>2006-01-10T19:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-11T20:27:50.476-05:00</updated><title type='text'>ROTfL!!!!!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3182/1416/1600/actual-work-conversation.0.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3182/1416/400/actual-work-conversation.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15331866-113693779796089908?l=happyincandyland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happyincandyland.blogspot.com/feeds/113693779796089908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15331866&amp;postID=113693779796089908' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15331866/posts/default/113693779796089908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15331866/posts/default/113693779796089908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happyincandyland.blogspot.com/2006/01/rotfl.html' title='ROTfL!!!!!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Happy in candyland</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13497028248180171548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15331866.post-113659511480929297</id><published>2006-01-06T19:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-07T10:49:20.713-05:00</updated><title type='text'>what a card!</title><content type='html'>hey guys, just to show you all how funny i truly am, i will tell a joke i made up earlier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, so i came out of the walk in feezer at work, with a block of frozen orange juice on my head. and i ask my friend, Gentry, if he wants to hear a corny joke. and he says yea. so i say, "what do u call this?" (pointing at my head) and gentry goes, "idk, orange head" and i say "no, a brain freeze!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, he thought it was reallly funny.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15331866-113659511480929297?l=happyincandyland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.recdir.com/scouting/organizations/boy_scouts_of_america/troops/' title='what a card!'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happyincandyland.blogspot.com/feeds/113659511480929297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15331866&amp;postID=113659511480929297' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15331866/posts/default/113659511480929297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15331866/posts/default/113659511480929297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happyincandyland.blogspot.com/2006/01/what-card.html' title='what a card!'/><author><name>Happy in candyland</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13497028248180171548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15331866.post-113607526897627004</id><published>2005-12-31T19:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-31T19:27:48.996-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Years</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.destinywalking.com/uploaded_images/pitbullpatyhat-703507.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://www.destinywalking.com/uploaded_images/pitbullpatyhat-703507.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, it is new years eve. i know, the pict says "happy birthday to you", but i thought the picture was real cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tonight, i am going to the dugans, for a party. i dont know what we are going to do, but it is going to be fun, and i cant wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea, so happy new years. i hope everyone had a good year, and 2006 is even better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Happy &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;New &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Year!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15331866-113607526897627004?l=happyincandyland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happyincandyland.blogspot.com/feeds/113607526897627004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15331866&amp;postID=113607526897627004' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15331866/posts/default/113607526897627004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15331866/posts/default/113607526897627004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happyincandyland.blogspot.com/2005/12/happy-new-years.html' title='Happy New Years'/><author><name>Happy in candyland</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13497028248180171548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15331866.post-113577595584456406</id><published>2005-12-28T08:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-28T08:19:15.886-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Dream</title><content type='html'>Last night i had one of the worst dreams i have ever had. i dreamed about my goldfish..........................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, so in my dream, i was had gotten kind of lazy with taking care of him and the water was only half an inch deep. when i saw him barely underwater, gasping for air (or water, idk) i majorly freaked. i had shivers running up and down my spine. i shouted to rose, "dont let him die!!!"(very dramatic like) i ran into the kitchen to get some water for him. i filled all the cups in our house that we had. but i was worried that since there was chemicals in our water, it would kill him. so i ran into the room where my fish was, (which in my dream was the living room, in real life, it is my bedroom) and rose had &lt;em&gt;squished&lt;/em&gt; him on a newspaper, but still alive. i flipped out. i yelled "rose, are u trying to kill him??" and she yelled, "get some water" and then we argued about chemicals in the water. finally, in attempt to save his life, i when and got a squirt gun filled with water,(but it wasnt in shaped of a gun, hard to explain) and started squirting him with it. but to no avail, my fish died. oh the horror! i left the room. when i came back in, rose was saying "kitty can have a full meal now, hooray!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was absolutly a horrible dream. when i woke up, i stared at my fish for awhile, and convinced he wasnt going to die, i came down here, to write this story. here is a picture of him (again, in case u didnt see him b4)&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3182/1416/320/DSC00545.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15331866-113577595584456406?l=happyincandyland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happyincandyland.blogspot.com/feeds/113577595584456406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15331866&amp;postID=113577595584456406' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15331866/posts/default/113577595584456406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15331866/posts/default/113577595584456406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happyincandyland.blogspot.com/2005/12/dream.html' title='Dream'/><author><name>Happy in candyland</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13497028248180171548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15331866.post-113569209226784606</id><published>2005-12-27T08:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-27T09:01:49.273-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Woah, where did Christmas go??</title><content type='html'>dude, i stinkin cant believe Christmas is totally over. it came and went sooo flippin fast. but hey, at least i had a good time, and i hope all of you guys did too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://entimg.msn.com/i/300/mov/ChroniclesOfNarnia_300x298.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://entimg.msn.com/i/300/mov/ChroniclesOfNarnia_300x298.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://entimg.msn.com/i/300/mov/ChroniclesOfNarnia_300x298.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, i saw Chronicles of Narnia, and it was stinkin AwSome! i loved it. i think it might be my fav. new movie. it was really close to the book too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just to let you know, Xanga Services are shut down, due to "air conditioning problems". kind of funny, huh? i guess the company is located in the south. way south.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yea, nuthin else much interesting. i think.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15331866-113569209226784606?l=happyincandyland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happyincandyland.blogspot.com/feeds/113569209226784606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15331866&amp;postID=113569209226784606' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15331866/posts/default/113569209226784606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15331866/posts/default/113569209226784606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happyincandyland.blogspot.com/2005/12/woah-where-did-christmas-go.html' title='Woah, where did Christmas go??'/><author><name>Happy in candyland</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13497028248180171548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15331866.post-113551568044226367</id><published>2005-12-25T07:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-25T08:01:20.640-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Y &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;S!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15331866-113551568044226367?l=happyincandyland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happyincandyland.blogspot.com/feeds/113551568044226367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15331866&amp;postID=113551568044226367' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15331866/posts/default/113551568044226367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15331866/posts/default/113551568044226367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happyincandyland.blogspot.com/2005/12/merry-christmas.html' title=''/><author><name>Happy in candyland</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13497028248180171548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15331866.post-113529481974891850</id><published>2005-12-22T18:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-22T18:40:19.803-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Leiderhosen</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3182/1416/1600/leiderhosen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3182/1416/320/leiderhosen.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey guys, this is what the long wondered about leiderhosen looks like. cool, isnt it. i am gonna ask for some for christmas, so i can wear them to church.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its in a song that i love, in case you didnt know. so of course i had to find out what they look like. i think it is "popular" in germany.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, about my life, yesterday was the last day of school, so i celebrated that today by staying in my pajamas for half the day. and no, they were not onsies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;April and Josh are here!! its weird, cuase they came in tuesday night, and i still havent seen them. but luckily we will see a lot of eachother soon. so much we will tire of eachother maybe. maybe not.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;about my serious post, i havent asked him to our church yet, bc someone told me that it is pry too soon after his mothers death. idk. u guys will have to ask me about it in a month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea, tonight we decorated our Christmas tree, &lt;em&gt;finally.&lt;/em&gt; Crazy, huh? yea, and we hung up our Christmas cards too. which is a sure sign in our house that Christmas is near. (family traditions)&lt;br /&gt;in my room, we have paperchains and a string of christmas lights about 3 feet long. but its cool. i think i will keep that stuff up till my birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that is all i can think of at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;all for now,&lt;br /&gt;tchoa,&lt;br /&gt;heidi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15331866-113529481974891850?l=happyincandyland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happyincandyland.blogspot.com/feeds/113529481974891850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15331866&amp;postID=113529481974891850' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15331866/posts/default/113529481974891850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15331866/posts/default/113529481974891850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happyincandyland.blogspot.com/2005/12/leiderhosen.html' title='Leiderhosen'/><author><name>Happy in candyland</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13497028248180171548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15331866.post-113494611724464276</id><published>2005-12-18T17:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-22T18:41:46.016-05:00</updated><title type='text'>my hero</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://is2.okcupid.com/users/104/656/10465692962375378952/mt1124409989.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://is2.okcupid.com/users/104/656/10465692962375378952/mt1124409989.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15331866-113494611724464276?l=happyincandyland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happyincandyland.blogspot.com/feeds/113494611724464276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15331866&amp;postID=113494611724464276' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15331866/posts/default/113494611724464276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15331866/posts/default/113494611724464276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happyincandyland.blogspot.com/2005/12/my-hero.html' title='my hero'/><author><name>Happy in candyland</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13497028248180171548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15331866.post-113459280260393182</id><published>2005-12-14T15:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-14T15:40:02.630-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Reality Check</title><content type='html'>Well, i have recently had a sad reality check. Seriously sad. I was in school, and in my french class, i sit next to this freshman boy. well, this morning, i was talking and making jokes with people around me as usual, and i kind of notice he isnt joining in. He is a person that doesnt have close friends, but people like him cause he is funny in a weird way. i decide not to say anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;halfway through class, he gives a permission slip to my teacher and leaves. once he is out the door, she tells us that his mom just died of cancer this morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was in shock. i felt soooooooooooo bad for him. tomorrow, we are going to get him flowers or something. It is so weird now, cause i seriously cant imagine anyone dead. i mean really really dead. i see it on tv all the time, but i know that the actors can just get up and talk. but this is real, and it is so weird to think about. imagining friends and family dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;people are dying everyday and they dont know Christ. i think i am going to try to get that kid to go to church with me. i dont know what to say to him thou. like, should i ask him how he is dealing with his moms death , or should i avoid the topic. this is a totally new experience for me, and i hope i handle it well. i hope he handles it well too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is weird, me being serious and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heidi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15331866-113459280260393182?l=happyincandyland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happyincandyland.blogspot.com/feeds/113459280260393182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15331866&amp;postID=113459280260393182' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15331866/posts/default/113459280260393182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15331866/posts/default/113459280260393182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happyincandyland.blogspot.com/2005/12/reality-check.html' title='Reality Check'/><author><name>Happy in candyland</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13497028248180171548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15331866.post-113382150950953881</id><published>2005-12-05T16:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-05T17:25:09.993-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok, so this weekend, april and josh, and just about everyone else came down to our church this weekend. and i think u know why. to see our awesome church. jk, it is awesome, but that is not the reason. b/c of the mwb conference. i did nursery, and it was fun. little kids are insane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right now, i am IMing grace nof. and we want to eat the same food, but we cant find anything that we both like or have. i will let u know the results later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, when i went to the vanduines to there house, a deer jumped out in front of us, and it slid under the car and we didnt hit it!!!!!!!!!!!! it was so the weirdest thing. that deer has serious thrill issues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sooooooooo..... nuthing else interesting, i dont think. we got our first christmas card. i stayed after school today, to finish biology stuff, and it still isnt perfect, cause my teacher lied to me about stuff on it. then i stayed waiting for my ride, which never came, so i rode home with a buddy who stayed after for bio then lifted weights. it was pretty sad how i was there that whole time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, i know whats new!!!!!!!!!!!it is supposed to snow alot, and i really really hope we get a snow day!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! i was talkin to my friend ashley, and we were talking about all that superstitious stuff peeps do, like sleep w/ a spoon, wear pjs inside out and backwards, dreaming about snow, doing the "snow dance". we didnt know what it was, so i said we should make one up. and it was funny. u guys would laugh. guess when i did that...when i waited for my ride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LATER:&lt;br /&gt;grace and i decided on a ham sandwich. yummy!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15331866-113382150950953881?l=happyincandyland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happyincandyland.blogspot.com/feeds/113382150950953881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15331866&amp;postID=113382150950953881' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15331866/posts/default/113382150950953881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15331866/posts/default/113382150950953881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happyincandyland.blogspot.com/2005/12/ok-so-this-weekend-april-and-josh-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Happy in candyland</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13497028248180171548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15331866.post-113347095575158673</id><published>2005-12-01T15:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-01T16:04:36.720-05:00</updated><title type='text'>interesting or weird?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://new.joe-ks.com/archives_mar2004/HazardsOfNosePicking.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://new.joe-ks.com/archives_mar2004/HazardsOfNosePicking.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://new.joe-ks.com/archives_mar2004/HazardsOfNosePicking.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;For those of you who still pick your nose, u might want to stop. cause this picture here is titled "Hazards of Nosepicking". I know this is going to motivate me to stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JK!!!!!!!!!!!!! i am kidding. plz dont go away thinking i pick my nose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also, i cant believe it is december, i feel so old, cause time is flying by so fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it is weird when you think about it. this will be my 15th Christmas. i have done this for 15 years. crazy. except some of them dont count, cause i was a baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, i know this is short but i will update soon, i promise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heidi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15331866-113347095575158673?l=happyincandyland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happyincandyland.blogspot.com/feeds/113347095575158673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15331866&amp;postID=113347095575158673' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15331866/posts/default/113347095575158673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15331866/posts/default/113347095575158673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happyincandyland.blogspot.com/2005/12/interesting-or-weird.html' title='interesting or weird?'/><author><name>Happy in candyland</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13497028248180171548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15331866.post-113293188786937183</id><published>2005-11-25T10:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-25T10:18:07.886-05:00</updated><title type='text'>tis the season to be jolly</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://archives.thedaily.washington.edu/2000/011100/nF1.jn.traffic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://archives.thedaily.washington.edu/2000/011100/nF1.jn.traffic.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;well, now that thanksgiving is over, it is time for chaos to start. things like overcrowded malls, traffic jams, and other crazy things. first off, look at this sign. could u imagine going through that during a traffic jam??????&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;well, the weird thing about this season, is that no matter how stressed and crazy you are, you always seem to be more cheery. which is weird, cause u think you would be in a bad mood, with all that happening. Why cant we be that cheery all year long when craziness doesnt happen?? thats what i want to ask.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;ok, also, christmas season is the time for most suicides. so make sure you are nice to everyone, even sales clerks, cause u dont want to be the one to push people off the edge to committing suicide. i mean, lets pray for them too. i am sure you will have time for that when you are stuck in a traffic jam, right??&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15331866-113293188786937183?l=happyincandyland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happyincandyland.blogspot.com/feeds/113293188786937183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15331866&amp;postID=113293188786937183' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15331866/posts/default/113293188786937183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15331866/posts/default/113293188786937183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happyincandyland.blogspot.com/2005/11/tis-season-to-be-jolly.html' title='tis the season to be jolly'/><author><name>Happy in candyland</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13497028248180171548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15331866.post-113260168129999991</id><published>2005-11-21T14:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-21T14:34:41.333-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanksgiving is here!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.gshotts.com/HUMOR/thanksgiving.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://www.gshotts.com/HUMOR/thanksgiving.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Haha, that comic is hilaraious. Well, it is time for thanksgiving, which is this thursday. I am pretty excited. I feel bad for the canadians, though. Because they dont share in our joy right now, of being able to stuff our faces, sleep, and gain a couple pounds.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So, i dont have school this week, which is pretty sweet. I have been constructive so far this vacation. Saturday, i worked, then cleaned out my fish tank. So my fishy is real happy. Except after that, i watched tv for 3 or four hours straight. But then, sunday, we went to church, practiced our dance for the christmas program, went to the nofsingers and then watched a dozen little kids for 2 hours. Then today, i made a triple batch of chocolate chip cookies. April and Josh, I would send some to you, but they might be all gross by the time they get their. sorry. We will eat in memory of you. :-(&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;ok, so lets see. what is interesting to whoever wants to read this? since some of you dont know the story of my fish, i will tell that, i guess. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;In fourth grade, my teacher got some goldfish for us to study in science. at the end of the year, she gave them away, and i got the most orange one, which is what i wanted. So i have had him since then, (i am a sophmore, 10th grade) and he has been in like 5 different fishbowls. Now he is in this awesome fishtank in the shape of a hexagon. (or pentagon or octagon or somethin. i dont count the sides.) so i dont have to clean it as often. What is his name? i dont know, what ever i feel like calling him. Fishy, Piggy, Froggy, Sir Galahad, Tom Sawyer, Squaggles, Fatty, Funny Guy, what ever. i cant remember everythin i have called him. so i just say hi ______. Hopefully, you have deducted (nice word, huh?) from some of the names, that he is really fat. or big. idk, he is huge though.&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3182/1416/1600/DSC00544.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3182/1416/320/DSC00544.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; here is a picture.     &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;happy thanksgiving everyone one. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;bon appetite.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;heidi&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15331866-113260168129999991?l=happyincandyland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happyincandyland.blogspot.com/feeds/113260168129999991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15331866&amp;postID=113260168129999991' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15331866/posts/default/113260168129999991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15331866/posts/default/113260168129999991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happyincandyland.blogspot.com/2005/11/thanksgiving-is-here.html' title='Thanksgiving is here!'/><author><name>Happy in candyland</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13497028248180171548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15331866.post-113184576932906951</id><published>2005-11-12T20:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-13T07:28:31.190-05:00</updated><title type='text'>changes, good or bad?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.1134.org/gallery/albums/random/abq.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://www.1134.org/gallery/albums/random/abq.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.1134.org/gallery/albums/random/abq.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u guys have pry noticed i made some changes around here. like the profile picture. i like it. it is sorta like art, cause u cant see my whole face and its neat, idk, i am not pro at deciding what is cool thou. Do you ever do that, where u think something is really good, and it turns out it is bad. i do. all the time. oh well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, so i am wondering, are changes good? obviously, it depends on the change. like if someone is changing, and becoming a bad person, obviously it is bad. but, there are changes that u dont really know. where u are indifferent. i wonder, if change is important, when it doesnt really matter. or if God just wanted to change your suroundings for some reason. who knows? i sure dont.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea,&lt;br /&gt;those are my thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, and also, i was thinking....(this is random, but cool) what if a company was made where they would write biographies for random non famous people. like just the average person. wouldnt that be awesome? i would so want mine done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k, i am done now.&lt;br /&gt;heidi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15331866-113184576932906951?l=happyincandyland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happyincandyland.blogspot.com/feeds/113184576932906951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15331866&amp;postID=113184576932906951' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15331866/posts/default/113184576932906951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15331866/posts/default/113184576932906951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happyincandyland.blogspot.com/2005/11/changes-good-or-bad.html' title='changes, good or bad?'/><author><name>Happy in candyland</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13497028248180171548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15331866.post-113132599614544504</id><published>2005-11-06T20:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-06T20:13:16.186-05:00</updated><title type='text'>ok</title><content type='html'>the mexican fiesta was fun!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15331866-113132599614544504?l=happyincandyland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://anatidaephobia3570.blogspot.com/' title='ok'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happyincandyland.blogspot.com/feeds/113132599614544504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15331866&amp;postID=113132599614544504' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15331866/posts/default/113132599614544504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15331866/posts/default/113132599614544504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happyincandyland.blogspot.com/2005/11/ok.html' title='ok'/><author><name>Happy in candyland</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13497028248180171548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15331866.post-113119044188245112</id><published>2005-11-05T06:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-05T06:34:01.896-05:00</updated><title type='text'>APRIL AND JOSH</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WAHOOO!!!!!!!!!! APRIL AND JOSH ARE HOME!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15331866-113119044188245112?l=happyincandyland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happyincandyland.blogspot.com/feeds/113119044188245112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15331866&amp;postID=113119044188245112' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15331866/posts/default/113119044188245112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15331866/posts/default/113119044188245112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happyincandyland.blogspot.com/2005/11/april-and-josh.html' title='APRIL AND JOSH'/><author><name>Happy in candyland</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13497028248180171548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15331866.post-113079748594242787</id><published>2005-10-31T17:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-10-31T17:39:10.350-05:00</updated><title type='text'>i am moody</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.rgdaniel.com/halloween/jackolantern.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://www.rgdaniel.com/halloween/jackolantern.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, guess what day it is today. Halloween! i am happy cause it is a holiday, but i am sad, cause i pry am not doing anything with my friends.&lt;br /&gt;wanna know why i am not going out w/ friends tonight? cuase my teachers gave me a billion pounds of homework. i think they do that when they dont want students getting in trouble, so they keep them busy with homework. pretty clever, huh? well, guess wat teachers, i have you all figuired out.&lt;br /&gt;so, i am depressed and happy at the same time. but i am going to be eating chocolate all night, so i might be cheered up by then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, what has been going on?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another work story: i think it was thursday when this happened. well, i spilled like half a gallon of french dressing on my pants at work. so i come out of the walk in fridge, (yea, i know u want one) and so tracy, my supervisor. she said it looked like blood, and was going to have me try to fake out Don, (our boss) that i cut myself with a knife. but, hey Don never came in, so i had to clean up and it was pretty gross. so i had to clean it up in the fridge too, and the ceiling is like super short, (for a ceiling, not a person), and it was pretty had to sweep up, cause the mop stick kept hitting the ceiling. dude, i drew a pict. of it, and it was pretty sweet, except i am having trouble getting it on my blog. if u wanna see it, i hafta email it to you. which i will do gladly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know what your thinking, that i should be doing my homework. its true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea, also, i spilled apple cider on me on Sunday, cause i bet Micah VanDuine couldnt give me a high five. so, surprise! he gave me one while i was drinking. but guys, dont be mad at him, it was all my fault. so yea, i jumped and spilled apple cider all over me and in my hair too, which felt pretty sticky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, you know what. i am going to be motivational to myself. i am going to work so stinkin hard in biology, that i am going to get at least a B+ this next quarter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tchao!~&lt;br /&gt;heidi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15331866-113079748594242787?l=happyincandyland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happyincandyland.blogspot.com/feeds/113079748594242787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15331866&amp;postID=113079748594242787' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15331866/posts/default/113079748594242787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15331866/posts/default/113079748594242787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happyincandyland.blogspot.com/2005/10/i-am-moody.html' title='i am moody'/><author><name>Happy in candyland</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13497028248180171548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15331866.post-113001635963320851</id><published>2005-10-22T16:45:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-23T09:11:46.943-04:00</updated><title type='text'>oooo, my bad</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3182/1416/1600/oldguy.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3182/1416/200/oldguy.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; this is the coolest old guy ever. if u recognize this bearded guy w/ ski goggles let me know, k?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://news.yahoo.com/news?tmpl=story&amp;u=/uclickcomics/20051022/cx_zi_uc/zi20051022"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;man, i guess the only day i am going to update from now on is saturdays maybe. i dont know, weell see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, if u were reading my blog way back in Friday, August 12, 2005, then u pry remeber a post about a squirrel that hung on a tree by his hind legs. well i saw that again. weird, huh? i bet its the same squirrel. but if u dont remember, go check it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lets see... nuthin that interesting happened this week. i will tell u guys my thoughts then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont know if your school has this, but at mine, when you go into the bathrooms, there is this door in there that says staff. and it is always locked. except sometimes i have seen teachers go in and come out. my theory is, of course, that that is another bathroom for them with velvet toilet seats and free chocolate bars, and nice music playing too. nvm about the music, unless the walls are soundproof. But what I am wondering is why do the teachers need their own bathrooms?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another thought is why do we strive to impress people? is it because we have given up on impressing God? or is it because it is easier to get a reaction from people. we all do it. no matter who it is, we want to be cool.&lt;br /&gt;i mean, even when we are around people we dont even know and are never going to see again(like in a store), we try to act normal and cool. seriously. Christians arent supposed to be normal or cool. we are supposed to be the absolute awesomest on a whole different level than non-christians. i am going to try, and it will pry take me the rest of my life to succeed, but at least i am trying. weeeeel seeeeeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another thought, does God have good and bad days? Because it says that God knows how we are feeling, but since he knows how every single person is feeling, what is a day like for him. because he must have like a 1000000000000000000000000000000000000000000 billiion moods all at once every second probably, and that is too crazy to think about. also, what is a day to him? he also must know like a gazillion languages too. God is way beyond genius, cause he knows more than every single genius put together. isnt that so weird to think about?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another thought, why dont i have an A in biology.&lt;br /&gt;hopefully i am not driving you crazy with thoughts that make you think i am crazy, but oh well, i am not making u read this.&lt;br /&gt;uh, that is all my thoughts i can remember right now, so tchao!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heidi white&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15331866-113001635963320851?l=happyincandyland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happyincandyland.blogspot.com/feeds/113001635963320851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15331866&amp;postID=113001635963320851' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15331866/posts/default/113001635963320851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15331866/posts/default/113001635963320851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happyincandyland.blogspot.com/2005/10/oooo-my-bad.html' title='oooo, my bad'/><author><name>Happy in candyland</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13497028248180171548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15331866.post-112940559792257446</id><published>2005-10-15T15:36:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-15T15:46:37.970-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Time For An Update!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3182/1416/1600/large%20mustache.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3182/1416/320/large%20mustache.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea, i think it is about time i update maybe. haha, jk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;-----this is real, folks, believe it or not. it weighs about 5,000 pounds and he has to sleep on his stomach or else his head would be a squished pancake when he wakes. pretty cool huh? i wish i could grow a mustache. no, not really, i would rather be able to fly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, ya, i have been so busy, and i am so stinkin mad at school.but u dont want to hear about that.&lt;br /&gt;yesterday, i went on a feildtrip to a museum, to see an exhibit on theodore roosevelt. i didnt learn much, except what a stuffed rhinocerous looks like. but that is about it.&lt;br /&gt;tonight i am going to the bonfire. i am pretty excited. see some of u guys there.&lt;br /&gt;uhhhh, i had an interesting week actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;MONDAY: lost all my english papers. and i mean all of them. i had also put my math report with them so i didnt have it on monday either. weird thing is that they just disappeared. i have no idea where they are and how they got lost. so it was a bummer interesting day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;TUESDAY: i had the hiccups three times that day, once in history, once in math, and once at work. (most people can barely hear my hiccups cause i keep my mouth closed when i have them.) In History class, it was a time when the clas was really quiet working on something, and i was yawning and i hiccuped. really loud. so my teacher made me get a drink and presto! they were gone! in spanish nothing real interesting, but at work, i had them for like 30 seconds and that was it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;WEDNESDAY: i was walking between the desks in my history classroom, carrying my coat over my arm, and i felt something jerk, and i looked down and realized that my jacket had gotten stuck in a chair. (the part that was stuck was the string things that come out of a hood. this one had one of those huge plastic adjustible things.) So i was tryed to pull it out, and it was stuck so hard. i sat down to try to pull it out, and everyone is looking at me like, "WHAT???" so i told them it was stuck. yea, i pulled for a long time, and it didnt get unstuck. so i asked my teacher for some scissors, and i cut it off. yea, it sucked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;THURSDAY: i was walking through the hall in between classes, and there was this student just sitting on the floor playing his guitar and singing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;FRIDAY: i went on a feild trip.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea, that was my week, it was interesting. started out bad, but got better. i just had to stick in there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry that i havent updated in a while.&lt;br /&gt;tchao!&lt;br /&gt;heidi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15331866-112940559792257446?l=happyincandyland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happyincandyland.blogspot.com/feeds/112940559792257446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15331866&amp;postID=112940559792257446' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15331866/posts/default/112940559792257446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15331866/posts/default/112940559792257446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happyincandyland.blogspot.com/2005/10/time-for-update.html' title='Time For An Update!'/><author><name>Happy in candyland</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13497028248180171548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15331866.post-112863603031784999</id><published>2005-10-06T18:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-06T18:00:30.453-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Interesting Facts I Learned in School</title><content type='html'>ok, well, in history, i learned that the "dole pineapple guy" not only started that company, but he also overthrew the queen of hawaii. weird huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in english class, i also learned that benjamin franklin was mean to his brother when he was younger, so he had to leave town. he went to new york, then philadelphia, and he bought three loaves of bread that were huge, and someone said he looked funny carrying them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in science i learned that there is a live two headed girl and a baby was born with out a face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and most of these things were more of side comments, not the actual lesson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea, school can be interesting sometimes, but it is mostly boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;adios!&lt;br /&gt;heidi white&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. what is the reason for the season? (hehe, random, but i am asking you guys!!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15331866-112863603031784999?l=happyincandyland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happyincandyland.blogspot.com/feeds/112863603031784999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15331866&amp;postID=112863603031784999' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15331866/posts/default/112863603031784999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15331866/posts/default/112863603031784999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happyincandyland.blogspot.com/2005/10/interesting-facts-i-learned-in-school.html' title='Interesting Facts I Learned in School'/><author><name>Happy in candyland</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13497028248180171548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15331866.post-112819424191089049</id><published>2005-10-01T15:17:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-03T16:21:45.846-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Split personalitys!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hey guys guess what! i have many split personalitys!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3182/1416/200/WhiteHeidi1%20%28Small%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Apparently i am a doctor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dukehealth.org/physicians/8FD46C1DBA0D6DBB85256DFD006A931A"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;http://www.dukehealth.org/physicians/8FD46C1DBA0D6DBB85256DFD006A931A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3182/1416/200/101.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I am an actor, (which would help with these personalities&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/strong&gt;http://www.dirtysouthimprov.com/performers/profile.php?PerformerID=101 &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3182/1416/200/white.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am a lawyer&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.equaljusticeworks.org/participants/pblc/profile40.htm"&gt;http://www.equaljusticeworks.org/participants/pblc/profile40.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; am also a badminton horse rider person&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.badminton-horse.co.uk/content/competitors/2005/2005_biogs/biog034.pdf"&gt;http://www.badminton-horse.co.uk/content/competitors/2005/2005_biogs/biog034.pdf&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A pony club leader,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.radnorhuntpc.org/heidiwhite.html"&gt;http://www.radnorhuntpc.org/heidiwhite.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And I am a Faculty Fellows-in-Residence person,&lt;br /&gt;And a memory loss doctor&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.dukemednews.org/news/article.php?id=5693"&gt;http://www.dukemednews.org/news/article.php?id=5693&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Apparently I am a horse rider&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.useventing.com/bios/heidi_white.htm"&gt;http://www.useventing.com/bios/heidi_white.htm&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;wow, a lot of things i bet u didnt know about me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;actually, this is an idea that i got from josh, so give him the credit, not me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;tchoa!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;heidi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15331866-112819424191089049?l=happyincandyland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happyincandyland.blogspot.com/feeds/112819424191089049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15331866&amp;postID=112819424191089049' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15331866/posts/default/112819424191089049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15331866/posts/default/112819424191089049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happyincandyland.blogspot.com/2005/10/split-personalitys.html' title='Split personalitys!'/><author><name>Happy in candyland</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13497028248180171548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15331866.post-112817646970630598</id><published>2005-10-01T10:19:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-02T14:10:25.290-04:00</updated><title type='text'>WE BEAT NORTHERN!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>OH yeah!!!! we beat northern at the football game! we havent beaten them for like 20 years!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! yea, i am really happy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and Michigan beat state!! wahoo!!!!&lt;br /&gt;heidi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15331866-112817646970630598?l=happyincandyland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happyincandyland.blogspot.com/feeds/112817646970630598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15331866&amp;postID=112817646970630598' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15331866/posts/default/112817646970630598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15331866/posts/default/112817646970630598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happyincandyland.blogspot.com/2005/10/we-beat-northern.html' title='WE BEAT NORTHERN!!!!!!'/><author><name>Happy in candyland</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13497028248180171548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15331866.post-112786485805630169</id><published>2005-09-27T19:40:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-27T19:48:53.056-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Work Story</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.fernuni-hagen.de/FTB/telemate/demo-crs/fund/pics/fu-10-25.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://www.fernuni-hagen.de/FTB/telemate/demo-crs/fund/pics/fu-10-25.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yea, i have been working, and a couple days ago, this one old lady that i was serving that night came up and kissed me on the cheek and gave me a hug. it was nice but weird. i dont know if i want people doing that, you know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so guess wat i learned. that old people are nice, polite, rude, weird, crazy, funny, and everything else. i am sure, that many young people do the same things.&lt;br /&gt;so yea, dont be surprised by anything the elderly do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;especially the men.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cause this one guy said that he wanted fat free ice cream, cause he is workin out, and trying to lose weight. and then he made me feel his arm muscle................yea, it was awkward for me.&lt;br /&gt;but oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, well, i am tired. i have to do hmwk so i can watch tv...&lt;br /&gt;sayonara!!&lt;br /&gt;heidi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15331866-112786485805630169?l=happyincandyland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happyincandyland.blogspot.com/feeds/112786485805630169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15331866&amp;postID=112786485805630169' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15331866/posts/default/112786485805630169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15331866/posts/default/112786485805630169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happyincandyland.blogspot.com/2005/09/work-story.html' title='Work Story'/><author><name>Happy in candyland</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13497028248180171548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15331866.post-112767733958320263</id><published>2005-09-25T15:36:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-25T15:42:19.586-04:00</updated><title type='text'>dude, i am busy!</title><content type='html'>how many times have you thought that you are so busy. but how busy is george bush do u think???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways. yea, i have been busy. and as i am sitting here sucking on an old jolly rancher that was in a pocket for a few weeks, i realized that i should never be too busy for God, cause he is never to busy for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yea, think about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, gotta go, rose is bullying me.&lt;br /&gt;heidi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15331866-112767733958320263?l=happyincandyland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happyincandyland.blogspot.com/feeds/112767733958320263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15331866&amp;postID=112767733958320263' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15331866/posts/default/112767733958320263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15331866/posts/default/112767733958320263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happyincandyland.blogspot.com/2005/09/dude-i-am-busy.html' title='dude, i am busy!'/><author><name>Happy in candyland</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13497028248180171548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15331866.post-112734624057828551</id><published>2005-09-21T19:26:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-21T19:45:37.663-04:00</updated><title type='text'>this is a very very good story, (i am just not a good story teller)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://fs6.depauw.edu:50080/~srraines/Graphics/Cartoon/CheatingBluff.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://fs6.depauw.edu:50080/~srraines/Graphics/Cartoon/CheatingBluff.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Once upon a time....&lt;br /&gt;.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just kidding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, so i was sitting in Mr. georges first hour english class, (cause i belong there, thats why) and the day before, we had just taken a test.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so Mr. George says "I noticed that there was some cheating on the test yesterday."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and everyone looks around puzzled. Cause normally when students have cheated, the teachers dont TELL the other students that someone had cheated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and mr. george said, "yeah, i noticed John Gignac (a kid in my class) had an answer sheet on the ground near his desk while taking the test yesterday."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was like WOAH!! mr george! wat are you doing?? i mean, teachers would never ever ever do that!! not in a million years!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr. george continued,"Ben Coleman(another kid), you saw that answer sheet, didnt you?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and ben is like, "uuuuuuuh, uhhh, no..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and mr george keeps badgering ben, trying to get him to say that he saw the answer sheet.&lt;br /&gt;finally, Mr. George says"listen ben, you can either get a detention, or say you saw Johns answer sheet"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so ben coleman goes,"well, i did see an answer sheet, actually."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and we were all thinking, "what a jerk!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE END.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just kidding, after that, mr george says that that was all an act, he was acting, john and ben were acting, and no one cheated. he was just showing us how things happened in the salem witch trials.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we are all like WHAT??!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe, it was a highlight of my day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, yea, nada mas!&lt;br /&gt;heidi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15331866-112734624057828551?l=happyincandyland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happyincandyland.blogspot.com/feeds/112734624057828551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15331866&amp;postID=112734624057828551' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15331866/posts/default/112734624057828551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15331866/posts/default/112734624057828551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happyincandyland.blogspot.com/2005/09/this-is-very-very-good-story-i-am-just.html' title='this is a very very good story, (i am just not a good story teller)'/><author><name>Happy in candyland</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13497028248180171548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15331866.post-112716827615579304</id><published>2005-09-19T18:16:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-19T18:37:46.086-04:00</updated><title type='text'>the big one three</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.ringtones-direct.com/colour-gifs/130x98/10687.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://www.ringtones-direct.com/colour-gifs/130x98/10687.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, rose, here it is. the big one three&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, and lynnsy, u know wat is the strangest thing. we got some mail adressed to your name, and our adress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;coincidence??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tchao&lt;br /&gt;heidi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15331866-112716827615579304?l=happyincandyland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happyincandyland.blogspot.com/feeds/112716827615579304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15331866&amp;postID=112716827615579304' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15331866/posts/default/112716827615579304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15331866/posts/default/112716827615579304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happyincandyland.blogspot.com/2005/09/big-one-three.html' title='the big one three'/><author><name>Happy in candyland</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13497028248180171548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15331866.post-112701058376831375</id><published>2005-09-17T22:26:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-17T22:29:43.773-04:00</updated><title type='text'>ROSE</title><content type='html'>today, i dedicate my post to rose, my sister, cause it is her birthday.&lt;br /&gt;happy birthday rose!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today i saw a few interesting things. when i was driving on a street called thornapple, and i went over the bridge, this one guy ran across the street in his bathing suit. so i slowed down cause i didnt want to kill him. and there were all these other guys on the other side of the street. weird, huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the other weird thing i saw today was in the car also, where there were like 50 geese randomly in this one guys yard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea, that is about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;au reviour!&lt;br /&gt;heidi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15331866-112701058376831375?l=happyincandyland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happyincandyland.blogspot.com/feeds/112701058376831375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15331866&amp;postID=112701058376831375' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15331866/posts/default/112701058376831375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15331866/posts/default/112701058376831375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happyincandyland.blogspot.com/2005/09/rose.html' title='ROSE'/><author><name>Happy in candyland</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13497028248180171548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15331866.post-112690212974567822</id><published>2005-09-16T16:08:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-16T16:42:22.686-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Marshmellows!!</title><content type='html'>well, you are pry wondering about the title of my post and this picture. ok, i will tell you. today, after school, i had tons of energy. and i mean tons! which has been happening all this week, which is pretty strange. maybe i am ADHD. who knows. but i survive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, back to the story, so i got home, and started eating those large marshmellows cause they taste good. well, i dropped one on the floor, and i mean who wants to eat a marshmellow off the floor. i used to, cause when i was 2, i would eat cheerios off the floor, but that is a diffferent story.&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.wdirewolff.com/images/Marshmellow.GIF" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back to the story again. so i dropped the marshmellow, and i didnt want to eat it. rose was eating marshmellows too, and i put it back in the bag to see if she would eat it. (yea, i am a meanie head, not! i would stop her before she put it in her mouth)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;little did i know that she was watching me all that time. so i was walking away, and she threw it at me. getting crazy, (with all the energy i had, its no wonder, i had to crack sometime) i threw it hard at her. didnt matter how hard i threw it, cause marshmellows dont hurt. but because i was so far away (like a billion miles!!) i missed her, and it went behind the computer. i had to fish it out, cause we dont like ants or mice, no matter how cute they are. anyways, i fished it out and threw it at rose again, and hit her. and then we started an all out war with that one marshmellow. it was pretty sweet to run around the house away from a marshmellow. so ya, thats my story. hope you enjoyed it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, i should say something serious, well, i think God wanted rose and me to have some bonding time today.&lt;br /&gt;tchao!&lt;br /&gt;heidi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. i know, this is random, but i have a stain on a new shirt of mine that came from a chocolate doughtnut i ate this morning. and as i was looking at it just now, i realized, hey, that looks like a bird sort of!!&lt;br /&gt;            if u have had a stain that looks like a picture let me know. u know what people?!! that should be an art!! wouldnt that be sweet! i could be picasso!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15331866-112690212974567822?l=happyincandyland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happyincandyland.blogspot.com/feeds/112690212974567822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15331866&amp;postID=112690212974567822' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15331866/posts/default/112690212974567822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15331866/posts/default/112690212974567822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happyincandyland.blogspot.com/2005/09/marshmellows.html' title='Marshmellows!!'/><author><name>Happy in candyland</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13497028248180171548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15331866.post-112664780417435305</id><published>2005-09-13T17:27:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-13T18:22:43.970-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Picture day!</title><content type='html'>no, i dont mean picture day for school. i am starting a new tradition for my blog, where every once in a while, i will post a bunch of random pictures and explain them. (i wil do this when nothing interesting has happened to me, haha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3182/1416/1600/DSC00221.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3182/1416/320/DSC00221.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so this is when rose was stalking me with the camera. i was getting pretty mad. i think that is a funny face though&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3182/1416/1600/DSC002361.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3182/1416/320/DSC002361.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uh oh, i think rose got tranquilized and has passed out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;this is what i like on my ice cream, except we hardly ever have it.&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3182/1416/320/DSC00234.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;this is our apartment bird house. pretty cool huh? it brings in a nice sum of money with the rent too.&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3182/1416/320/DSC00229.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;hope you enjoyed this.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;cause i sure did.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;heidi&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15331866-112664780417435305?l=happyincandyland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happyincandyland.blogspot.com/feeds/112664780417435305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15331866&amp;postID=112664780417435305' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15331866/posts/default/112664780417435305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15331866/posts/default/112664780417435305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happyincandyland.blogspot.com/2005/09/picture-day.html' title='Picture day!'/><author><name>Happy in candyland</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13497028248180171548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15331866.post-112657206171993947</id><published>2005-09-12T20:41:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-13T18:03:43.536-04:00</updated><title type='text'>deep breath</title><content type='html'>ok, well, bummer its another week. oh well people get over it. haha. ok, that makes sense :-P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, hey, &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; am kind of happy, cause i am FINALLY done being trained. i almost couldnt believe it. when i went to into the bathroom to change to uniform i jumped up and down a whole lot :-D  . i guess it took so long because i am not a pro waitress. just kidding, i was just learning real slow, so i felt real stupid, but hey, we all have our faults.&lt;br /&gt;ok, before it gets boring, i want to update everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, yea, at work i was so on top of things i got confused and served someone elses table accidently, and then i lost their menu. oh well, next time i aim for perfection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school is okay, bus rides are barible(bareble? bearable?).&lt;br /&gt;Interesting fact: i met someone who has missing teeth like me!!! i am not so abnormal :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School:&lt;br /&gt;art is ok.&lt;br /&gt;english is fun, cause people bring in doughnuts and stuff for us for breakfast! Wahoo!&lt;br /&gt;french is easy as pie *no blueberry pancakes, to be different&lt;br /&gt;History, finished a project that i hope to get an A on&lt;br /&gt;spanish, boring, we are doing online studying/testing cause we have a sub for 3 days.&lt;br /&gt;math, boring and sad, sad cause i discovered that this one girl who lost her dad in iraq is in my class. :'( *tear&lt;br /&gt;i am kind of behind in science class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that is all folks, come back next time.&lt;br /&gt;(haha, thats like an advertisement or something!)&lt;br /&gt;heidi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15331866-112657206171993947?l=happyincandyland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happyincandyland.blogspot.com/feeds/112657206171993947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15331866&amp;postID=112657206171993947' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15331866/posts/default/112657206171993947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15331866/posts/default/112657206171993947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happyincandyland.blogspot.com/2005/09/deep-breath.html' title='deep breath'/><author><name>Happy in candyland</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13497028248180171548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15331866.post-112635651721321126</id><published>2005-09-10T08:48:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-10T08:48:37.216-04:00</updated><title type='text'>yes!</title><content type='html'>WAHOO! its the weekend!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15331866-112635651721321126?l=happyincandyland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happyincandyland.blogspot.com/feeds/112635651721321126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15331866&amp;postID=112635651721321126' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15331866/posts/default/112635651721321126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15331866/posts/default/112635651721321126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happyincandyland.blogspot.com/2005/09/yes.html' title='yes!'/><author><name>Happy in candyland</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13497028248180171548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15331866.post-112622543114209698</id><published>2005-09-08T20:23:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-10T11:56:01.236-04:00</updated><title type='text'>gonna konk out</title><content type='html'>well, today, i started my zero hour class (which, for those of you who dont know, is an extra class you can take if your schedule is chocked full of other stuff). well, my class starts at 6:50, and so i woke up at six today, went to my new art class, went to my other regular classes, and after that, i went to work and now i am so stinkin tired, i dont want to do my homework. (not that i ever do)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i am going to do my homework, and then sleep for a hundred years. and then i will wake up to a kiss from prince charming. HAHA&lt; that is a JOKE! wat a scary thought of waking up to a stranger. strange how in fairy tales, the girls marry strangers. wow. no, i would rather get a chocolate kiss from a stranger. unless it is poisoned of course. k, thats enough&lt;br /&gt;bye,&lt;br /&gt;heidi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15331866-112622543114209698?l=happyincandyland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happyincandyland.blogspot.com/feeds/112622543114209698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15331866&amp;postID=112622543114209698' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15331866/posts/default/112622543114209698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15331866/posts/default/112622543114209698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happyincandyland.blogspot.com/2005/09/gonna-konk-out.html' title='gonna konk out'/><author><name>Happy in candyland</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13497028248180171548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15331866.post-112596243006160498</id><published>2005-09-05T19:16:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-06T16:03:12.740-04:00</updated><title type='text'>ha, this is funky</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3182/1416/1600/DSC00203.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3182/1416/200/DSC00203.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, this is funny, cause rose was taking pictures of our eyes so she could make a little matching game. except she accidently took one of my nose. great photography too, huh? oh well, i just wanted to put it on here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3182/1416/1600/DSC002131.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3182/1416/200/DSC002131.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here is my eye for those of you who wanted to see it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, and i won the game.&lt;br /&gt;and camille, this is not random, it is something going on in my life.&lt;br /&gt;hehe&lt;br /&gt;heidi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15331866-112596243006160498?l=happyincandyland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happyincandyland.blogspot.com/feeds/112596243006160498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15331866&amp;postID=112596243006160498' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15331866/posts/default/112596243006160498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15331866/posts/default/112596243006160498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happyincandyland.blogspot.com/2005/09/ha-this-is-funky.html' title='ha, this is funky'/><author><name>Happy in candyland</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13497028248180171548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15331866.post-112568780308474632</id><published>2005-09-02T15:03:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-04T14:24:04.770-04:00</updated><title type='text'>TGIW (thank goodness its the weekend)</title><content type='html'>whew, thank goodness it is the weekend. i have had a HARD week.&lt;br /&gt;but i am not going to talk about myself for once. (it is normal to talk about yourself on YOUR blog).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am going to talk about other people. like for instance, what has happened to david lamberts. he hasnt commented in forever. did he get a job or something? hello david, are you there?&lt;br /&gt;second, camille, hehe, i am glad all your medicals have gone well, and i can see u maturing haha, i am a cheese ball. camille i just wanted to say something about you. but u are a cool friemd, and i am glad i know you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;third, WHO ARE YOU, "ANONYMOUS"??? are you the same one who gave me that great encouragement and left the monty python comment? please tell me, cause i made it so people could comment like that, but i would very much prefer it if u left ur name on there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fourth, i want to say that, LOUISE, i am going to miss you soooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo&lt;br /&gt;ooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, bye people,&lt;br /&gt;heidi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15331866-112568780308474632?l=happyincandyland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happyincandyland.blogspot.com/feeds/112568780308474632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15331866&amp;postID=112568780308474632' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15331866/posts/default/112568780308474632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15331866/posts/default/112568780308474632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happyincandyland.blogspot.com/2005/09/tgiw-thank-goodness-its-weekend_02.html' title='TGIW (thank goodness its the weekend)'/><author><name>Happy in candyland</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13497028248180171548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15331866.post-112561931765735199</id><published>2005-09-01T20:01:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-01T20:01:57.663-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sorry about my last post. &lt;br /&gt;i was being grumpy(hehe, seven dwarves!!!). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i didnt feel like posting, but felt i had to, because i skipped a few days. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was also very tired from school. school is the same as always. except i keep thinking i am a freshman. eeee, i am a sophmore. a funny thing is.... well, at my school, we have senior challenges, where we have an assembly like 3 a semester maybe. and all the grades compete against eachother in random challenges. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this time, we had to race on tricycles. well, supposedly, we are supposed to win according to our grades. but last year, the seniors hardly won. the freshman are always supposed to lose. anyways, guess who lost.....SOPHMORES!   thats me, i know. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think we are going to alway lose. but i dont really mind losing, because even thou i am competetive, i dont feel like a loser. (unless someone calls me one, which never happens. )&lt;br /&gt;anyways, i just finished working, and my feet stink. so i am going to take of my socks. good bye people,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heidi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15331866-112561931765735199?l=happyincandyland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happyincandyland.blogspot.com/feeds/112561931765735199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15331866&amp;postID=112561931765735199' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15331866/posts/default/112561931765735199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15331866/posts/default/112561931765735199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happyincandyland.blogspot.com/2005/09/sorry-about-my-last-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Happy in candyland</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13497028248180171548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15331866.post-112551877898498726</id><published>2005-08-31T16:06:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-31T16:06:18.990-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey everyone,&lt;br /&gt;(which is like 2 people in 3 days according to my comments, make me feel pathetic why dont u, one of which i dont even know) just kidding, i shouldnt complain, cause God gave me two legs. &lt;br /&gt;anyways, i have been totally busy recently, and i am still busy. so i am typing really fast. which is 2 words per minute. (slight exageration, just slightly) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, now, info:&lt;br /&gt;my busdriver is a evil robot who wants to make students miserable by dropping them off at home really late. not really, he is just mean. if he was a robot, that would be pretty cool.&lt;br /&gt;school is boring. my math class is horrible, my teacher, Lipke, is pregnant, so i dont even know her. we have a substitute for most of the semester who is not the most interesting person alive.&lt;br /&gt;work is the same as always, except i think i am not going to be trained anymore. Wahoo! LYING! i am freaked out of my wits :-O. &lt;br /&gt;heidi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15331866-112551877898498726?l=happyincandyland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happyincandyland.blogspot.com/feeds/112551877898498726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15331866&amp;postID=112551877898498726' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15331866/posts/default/112551877898498726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15331866/posts/default/112551877898498726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happyincandyland.blogspot.com/2005/08/hey-everyone-which-is-like-2-people-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Happy in candyland</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13497028248180171548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15331866.post-112534792126251261</id><published>2005-08-29T16:38:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-29T16:38:41.310-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>well, a lot has happened since i last posted. friday night, i was supposed to call work to ask them about my schedule for when i am working next. something came up, and i totally forgot. so i was supposed to work on saturday, but i didnt know it. so they called me, and told me i had to work, like 20 minutes after i was supposed to be there. oops. yea, i felt really bad. so i didnt make a real good impression. :-( &lt;br /&gt;later, on sunday morning.... i woke up and showered. when i finished showering, i was sorta dizzy and was like going between hot and cold in split seconds. sorta. it is hard to explain. like heat and cold were there at the same time. i dont know. anyways, i ate an oreo and orange juice, and sat in a chair for a few minutes. another few minutes later, i was standing in the bathroom hyperventilating. (i do that when i am gonna barf) so i barfed. when i was done barfing, something came to my mind...in the "monty python and the search of the holy grail" movie, this man is trying to give his old old dad to some guy who picks up dead bodies like a mailman. so man 1 is trying to get the "mailman" to take his dad away. but the mailman says he has to be dead. while that is happening, the old man is saying "i'm feeling better" and stuff. &lt;br /&gt;Well, I felt like that old man. but man1 and the "mailman" just knock him on the head. but hey! i am still alive! for some reason, whenever i get sick, it is just in the morning, and then i feel perfectly fine. &lt;br /&gt;now it is time for seriousness. i really didnt want to be sick, so i prayed to God before i barfed. and i just had to say that i am very thankful that he made me well.&lt;br /&gt;heidi&lt;br /&gt;p.s.wow, i said something serious. camille is not going to belive this.................&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15331866-112534792126251261?l=happyincandyland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happyincandyland.blogspot.com/feeds/112534792126251261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15331866&amp;postID=112534792126251261' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15331866/posts/default/112534792126251261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15331866/posts/default/112534792126251261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happyincandyland.blogspot.com/2005/08/well-lot-has-happened-since-i-last.html' title=''/><author><name>Happy in candyland</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13497028248180171548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15331866.post-112506840234951038</id><published>2005-08-26T11:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-26T11:00:02.420-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok, nuthing has really happened for two days. my life is boring i guess. well, yesterday i worked, but nothing interesting there. we are going sailing today, but i dont know wat is going to happen then. so yea, boring. i guess it is time for another peek of what is going on in the background. my mom is making some hummingbird food/drink thing. cause we always get hummingbirds around here. hummingbirds arent as scary. but when they are sitting down, they looking funny. rose is banging a 3 musketeers package to get one out. michael is sitting and reading. roses bird is behind me spinning in circles. so yea, that is about it.&lt;br /&gt;heidi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15331866-112506840234951038?l=happyincandyland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happyincandyland.blogspot.com/feeds/112506840234951038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15331866&amp;postID=112506840234951038' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15331866/posts/default/112506840234951038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15331866/posts/default/112506840234951038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happyincandyland.blogspot.com/2005/08/ok-nuthing-has-really-happened-for-two.html' title=''/><author><name>Happy in candyland</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13497028248180171548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15331866.post-112481839810851973</id><published>2005-08-23T13:33:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-24T23:47:14.830-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>FOOSEBALL(SP?)&lt;br /&gt;so recently we got a fooseball table, and we are keeping it in the garage right now. we will pry put it in the house pretty soon, so the weather doesnt ruin it. anyways... i have been playing quite a bit. it is the strangest thing. sometimes i will be the absolute best player ever, and sometimes i will be the absolute worst fooseball player ever. no matter how hard i try, i have no control over my skill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;does anyone know why it is called fooseball? cause that is a strange name, dont you think? it sounds a little like gooseball, but that name would be even weirder than its real name. so plz, if u have a theory or the facts, go ahead and share it.&lt;br /&gt;heidi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. plz help, me, scroll down to the bottom, and u will see that my page is messed up. even when i change templates it still does that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.p.s. if you are really bored, go here for something dumb. &lt;a href="http://www.xanga.com/home.aspx?user=HJWhite"&gt;http://www.xanga.com/home.aspx?user=HJWhite&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15331866-112481839810851973?l=happyincandyland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happyincandyland.blogspot.com/feeds/112481839810851973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15331866&amp;postID=112481839810851973' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15331866/posts/default/112481839810851973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15331866/posts/default/112481839810851973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happyincandyland.blogspot.com/2005/08/fooseballsp-so-recently-we-got.html' title=''/><author><name>Happy in candyland</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13497028248180171548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15331866.post-112481767473156410</id><published>2005-08-23T13:21:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-23T13:21:14.736-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sentinel Point...&lt;br /&gt;what sentinel point is exactly is an elderly home, and most people who work there work in the restaurant. the restaurant is only open certain breakfast, lunch, and dinner hours. i work in the restaurant, as waitstaff. April, Carolynn, and Michael have all worked there. april doesnt anymore, cause she is in canada. carolynn is quitting sometime this week, cause she is going to college, and is looking for another job there. thats all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15331866-112481767473156410?l=happyincandyland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happyincandyland.blogspot.com/feeds/112481767473156410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15331866&amp;postID=112481767473156410' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15331866/posts/default/112481767473156410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15331866/posts/default/112481767473156410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happyincandyland.blogspot.com/2005/08/sentinel-point.html' title=''/><author><name>Happy in candyland</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13497028248180171548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15331866.post-112465196854778370</id><published>2005-08-21T15:19:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-03T09:13:54.776-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wellllllllllllll..............&lt;br /&gt;yesterday, i worked for a long time, and i was so tired, i didnt want to stand. i did both lunch and dinner, and at lunch i did pretty good, and then at dinner, i served three tables all by myself. (well, almost)&lt;br /&gt;nothing interesting happened though. except i talked to this one sweet old lady who had ordered a few things to take back to her room. she said that if she didnt get hungry, her garbage disposal is always hungry. isnt that an interesting way to think of a garbage disposal?&lt;br /&gt;heidi&lt;br /&gt;p.s. their strawberries are absolutely the best i have ever tasted.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15331866-112465196854778370?l=happyincandyland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happyincandyland.blogspot.com/feeds/112465196854778370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15331866&amp;postID=112465196854778370' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15331866/posts/default/112465196854778370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15331866/posts/default/112465196854778370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happyincandyland.blogspot.com/2005/08/wellllllllllllll.html' title=''/><author><name>Happy in candyland</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13497028248180171548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15331866.post-112454572680255896</id><published>2005-08-20T09:48:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-20T09:48:46.806-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>heheh, i got people to talk about my post, and not random stuff.&lt;br /&gt;sry, but i am not going to the pool party everyone. have a good time&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15331866-112454572680255896?l=happyincandyland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happyincandyland.blogspot.com/feeds/112454572680255896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15331866&amp;postID=112454572680255896' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15331866/posts/default/112454572680255896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15331866/posts/default/112454572680255896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happyincandyland.blogspot.com/2005/08/heheh-i-got-people-to-talk-about-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Happy in candyland</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13497028248180171548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15331866.post-112449592577246129</id><published>2005-08-19T19:58:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-19T22:19:21.163-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>SECOND DAY AT WORK&lt;br /&gt;today was my second day at work, and it was quite a bit easier, even though i did a lot more work than before. that is pry because i learned everything in one day, and it was hard to remember everything then. today, another interesting thing happened. i grabbed this cup that was up higher than my head, and i thought was empty, but SURPRISE! it was filled with water. so it spilled all over me. oh well, at least it wasnt juice or catsup/ketchup or something. i did much better serving, cause i talked to the people and they talked to me. it is going to be hard to remember all their names thou.&lt;br /&gt;anyways, i thought of this cool name for if i ever owned a museum. drum roll plz...... the Vanilla of France, i know, its stupid, but do u get it? french vanilla. heheh. (if you are wondering at this, check my previous blog)&lt;br /&gt;heidi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.HOW COME MOST COMMENTS HAVE NOTHING TO DO WITH MY POSTS??????????????&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15331866-112449592577246129?l=happyincandyland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happyincandyland.blogspot.com/feeds/112449592577246129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15331866&amp;postID=112449592577246129' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15331866/posts/default/112449592577246129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15331866/posts/default/112449592577246129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happyincandyland.blogspot.com/2005/08/second-day-at-work-today-was-my-second.html' title=''/><author><name>Happy in candyland</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13497028248180171548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15331866.post-112440829115222687</id><published>2005-08-18T19:38:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-19T22:18:30.876-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>BAD BEACH DAY&lt;br /&gt;today i went to the beach, and the weather wasnt the greatest. but once again, you already have probably heard this thanks to rose. oh well, i will at least tell you my version. since it was pretty cold at the beach, we went to this sort of nature museum place that is on the beach property. it is pretty cool with the really cute little turtles. but i didnt like the creepy stuffed birds.&lt;br /&gt;the gift shop was closed at first, but while we were standing there, this lady came and typed in the code. i didnt mean to see it, but i now know the code to the gift shop. not that i would ever break in and steal anything. i am not going to tell you either, so you cant break in.&lt;br /&gt;the museum was called the gillete center, and it is named after some lady who founded it. i was thinking today, and i decided that if i ever owned a museum, i wouldnt name it after me. probably after something i like. i thought about oranges and cream yogurt, but that is too long. if i come up with a cool name, i will post it.&lt;br /&gt;heidi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15331866-112440829115222687?l=happyincandyland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happyincandyland.blogspot.com/feeds/112440829115222687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15331866&amp;postID=112440829115222687' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15331866/posts/default/112440829115222687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15331866/posts/default/112440829115222687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happyincandyland.blogspot.com/2005/08/bad-beach-day-today-i-went-to-beach.html' title=''/><author><name>Happy in candyland</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13497028248180171548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15331866.post-112421348518785707</id><published>2005-08-16T13:31:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-16T19:55:03.466-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>FIRST DAY AT WORK&lt;br /&gt;today i began working at setinel point. it is really hard, and i am barely getting the jif of it. i am being trained by a weird but funny guy named david. together we served like five tables, but i mostly followed along watching. i accidently broke one plate in the kitchen cause it fell off the edge of a topsized tray. i felt so bad, but then david joked saying i can break a max of three plates today. everyone was nice about, and a guy came out of nowhere and sweeped it up. another incident was that i accidently dropped a bowl in the trash, and david said that we like to keep the bowls. i told him i hadnt planned on throwing it away, so i took it back out. eew.&lt;br /&gt;some of the old people are real nice. i didnt meet any mean ones yet, but there are some.&lt;br /&gt;i am so tired, and it feels so good to sit down. i work again friday, and then saturday, so people from church, i am going to miss the youth group pool party saturday, most likely. sorry.&lt;br /&gt;heidi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15331866-112421348518785707?l=happyincandyland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happyincandyland.blogspot.com/feeds/112421348518785707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15331866&amp;postID=112421348518785707' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15331866/posts/default/112421348518785707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15331866/posts/default/112421348518785707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happyincandyland.blogspot.com/2005/08/first-day-at-work-today-i-began.html' title=''/><author><name>Happy in candyland</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13497028248180171548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15331866.post-112411303885814309</id><published>2005-08-15T09:37:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-15T11:10:37.553-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>MY KIND OF TOWN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many people watched that new show called my kind of town? It is a show where they bring in a couple hundred people from one town, and the embarrassed some of them, but they were all happy at the end. I watched it, and it was pretty funny. But the things they did probably costed a ton of money. Like a billion dollars. Because with one lady, they picked up her house and moved it. And I think that after awhile, towns that get picked to go on the show will be expecting to much from them. Because one lady, after being embarrassed said "you had better give me a new car after this!" who knows how well the show will do though. I think it is pretty good, so long as they don't run out of things to do. What do you guys think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I am going to beach day, cause it is sunset beach day. It will be fun. But on the way, my mom wants to get something. So, we might get there pretty late. Anyway, I am excited for it.&lt;br /&gt;It is going to be great fun.&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, I went to Camille's house, which was fun. We didn't do anything that would interest people that are reading this, but we had fun. We ate pizza for lunch, we talked about school stuff, we played card games, none of which I won, which says a lot for my card playing skills. But I still like to play cards. And Camille is bringing some great tasting chips to the beach for her snack&lt;br /&gt;:-P yummy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is going to be a long post (well, I am trying to make it real long). This morning, I was listening to one of the weirdest CD's ever made. It is also one of the funniest. It is called five iron frenzy:cheeses of Nazareth. Don't listen to it, unless you are sure you want to really listen to it. I, personally think it is absolutely hilarious. So does Anna Vanduine. So if you listen to it, and you think it is dumb, you are outnumbered two to one. But everyone gets a say their opinion. Even when I don't agree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, I think this has been a long enough post.&lt;br /&gt;see ya all later.&lt;br /&gt;Heidi White&lt;br /&gt;P.S. If you are wondering why my spelling is so good this time, it is because i used spell check. :-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15331866-112411303885814309?l=happyincandyland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happyincandyland.blogspot.com/feeds/112411303885814309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15331866&amp;postID=112411303885814309' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15331866/posts/default/112411303885814309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15331866/posts/default/112411303885814309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happyincandyland.blogspot.com/2005/08/my-kind-of-town-how-many-people.html' title=''/><author><name>Happy in candyland</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13497028248180171548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15331866.post-112394966116662639</id><published>2005-08-13T12:14:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-15T10:52:33.673-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>NADA&lt;br /&gt;hey guys&lt;br /&gt;uh, nothing has really happened yet today. i was going to write about something cool, but rose already wrote about it. so, if you want to know what it is, you can look at hers. um yea. this is a really boring blog, isnt it? i will try to make it interesting then. hmmmm...&lt;br /&gt;in the background: rose is walking around while listening to the radio, my mom is sweeping, and roses bird is watching me type. he is kind of scary sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;i hope that interested you.&lt;br /&gt;well, cya&lt;br /&gt;heidi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15331866-112394966116662639?l=happyincandyland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happyincandyland.blogspot.com/feeds/112394966116662639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15331866&amp;postID=112394966116662639' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15331866/posts/default/112394966116662639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15331866/posts/default/112394966116662639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happyincandyland.blogspot.com/2005/08/nada-hey-guys-uh-nothing-has-really.html' title=''/><author><name>Happy in candyland</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13497028248180171548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15331866.post-112387180681716849</id><published>2005-08-12T14:36:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-12T14:36:46.820-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>CHOWHOUND&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today i went to this weird but cool pet store called chowhound. it is weird because it has two cats that they just let walk around, and you are allowed to pet them and stuff. i thought it was pretty cool. I didnt know if you are allowed to pick them up, so i didnt.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15331866-112387180681716849?l=happyincandyland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happyincandyland.blogspot.com/feeds/112387180681716849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15331866&amp;postID=112387180681716849' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15331866/posts/default/112387180681716849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15331866/posts/default/112387180681716849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happyincandyland.blogspot.com/2005/08/chowhound-today-i-went-to-this-weird.html' title=''/><author><name>Happy in candyland</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13497028248180171548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15331866.post-112384955603733971</id><published>2005-08-12T08:25:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-12T08:25:56.040-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://happyincandyland.blogspot.com/"&gt;HJ W&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey guys, &lt;br /&gt;the clock on my blog is kind of strange, so dont believe whatever time it says.  &lt;br /&gt;anyways, as i was looking out the window this morning, i saw a squirrel climbing head first down a tree. while i was watching it, it let go with its front legs and just hung on to the tree by its back legs. it was swinging a little, cause our tree is concave kind of. it was really something to see. i laughed, and i think it would be fun to do that maybe.&lt;br /&gt;Heidi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15331866-112384955603733971?l=happyincandyland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happyincandyland.blogspot.com/feeds/112384955603733971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15331866&amp;postID=112384955603733971' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15331866/posts/default/112384955603733971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15331866/posts/default/112384955603733971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happyincandyland.blogspot.com/2005/08/hj-w-hey-guys-clock-on-my-blog-is-kind.html' title=''/><author><name>Happy in candyland</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13497028248180171548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15331866.post-112379565025264319</id><published>2005-08-11T17:27:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-11T17:33:56.593-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey guys, i am normal now, kind of.&lt;br /&gt;right now i am reading this weird book called Airborn, i just started it, and i am on page 4. It is kind of strange, cause the ships fly. uh huh, thats what i thought. if anyone has read that book, then please explain it to me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15331866-112379565025264319?l=happyincandyland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happyincandyland.blogspot.com/feeds/112379565025264319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15331866&amp;postID=112379565025264319' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15331866/posts/default/112379565025264319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15331866/posts/default/112379565025264319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happyincandyland.blogspot.com/2005/08/hey-guys-i-am-normal-now-kind-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Happy in candyland</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13497028248180171548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15331866.post-112378798754455089</id><published>2005-08-11T15:19:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-13T08:55:00.840-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>FINALLYYYYYYYYYYY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, i have been trying for  a really long time, and everything that could go wrong, went wrong.  But now it is finally working!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k, cool&lt;br /&gt;heidi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15331866-112378798754455089?l=happyincandyland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://happyincandyland.blogspot.com/feeds/112378798754455089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15331866&amp;postID=112378798754455089' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15331866/posts/default/112378798754455089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15331866/posts/default/112378798754455089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://happyincandyland.blogspot.com/2005/08/finallyyyyyyyyyyy-ok-i-have-been.html' title=''/><author><name>Happy in candyland</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13497028248180171548</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
