<?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-4083665</id><updated>2011-07-13T22:13:45.127-07:00</updated><title type='text'>misspent youth</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misspentyouth.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083665/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misspentyouth.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083665/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>rechle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07973855634029273596</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>148</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4083665.post-106497906800609801</id><published>2003-09-30T20:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-09-30T20:31:07.730-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>H4Xx0r3d!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4083665-106497906800609801?l=misspentyouth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083665/posts/default/106497906800609801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083665/posts/default/106497906800609801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misspentyouth.blogspot.com/2003_09_28_archive.html#106497906800609801' title=''/><author><name>Dwight</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02672232686135658091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4083665.post-95936251</id><published>2003-06-22T22:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-06-22T22:44:01.210-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>No one ccares about this poor little blog anymore. it's sad really. everyone's all into their live journals, and we've neglected little misspent youth. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4083665-95936251?l=misspentyouth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083665/posts/default/95936251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083665/posts/default/95936251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misspentyouth.blogspot.com/2003_06_22_archive.html#95936251' title=''/><author><name>hooty mcboob </name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17596413566802605137</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4083665.post-95083783</id><published>2003-05-30T08:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-05-30T08:25:37.450-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Nicole's narcasistic news update&lt;br /&gt;(also known as, "what's new with nicole" hey...that alliterates.)&lt;br /&gt;HOLLYWOOD BOWL NEWS&lt;br /&gt;I start work saturday. helllooo sold out coldplay. Anyone who wants free tickets to any show except coldplay, see me and i'll only charge you half the price! (hey, i should be able to make a profit...is it still illegal to scalp tickets if i work there?)&lt;br /&gt;MARSHALL'S PLAY PRODUCTION: THE TWO GENTLEMEN OF VERONA ( hardly gentlemen...more like the two horny teenagers of verona)&lt;br /&gt;come see nicole's supurbly bad acting Friday, June 13 (yes...it's on friday the 13th...lucky me) at 7:00pm in Marshall's low budget auditorium. Non-free food, B.Y.O.B. to keep you occupied. &lt;br /&gt;VOLVO DRIVING SOCCER MOM&lt;br /&gt;my car is in the shop. i'm school and house bound until tomorow. at least i get to drive to work and park in the employee parking lot. and take the shuttle down to the bowl. ah, the joys of being 18, licensed, employed, and owning a car. &lt;br /&gt;RANDOM QUESTIONS&lt;br /&gt;what is up with older people who think they're 17? mashall is filled with them. and the other night i was eating at a mexican restaurant and this chick comes in and i think she's about 19 from the back. she's wearing tight jeans, adidas, a puma sweatshirt, and then she turns around and she's about 45! sweet creeping jesus! shouldn't you be wearing something a little more sophisticated?? but anyway, there's  a whole gang of teachers at marshall who love to pretend they're still IN high school and not TEACHING it. they listen to k-roq every morning, have in-depth discussions on the white stripes, ("I've had 7-nation army stuck in my head all day!! hee hee!!"), wear "bindis" and look like they just hit up urban outfitters. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, isn't tonight rachel's prom night? yay rachel. have fun. don't get too drunk and fall in your heals. then you'll be known forever as "that girl that barfed into the punch bowl and fell down the stairs". they'll have to haul you away, red polka dots and all, on a strecher. kisses!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4083665-95083783?l=misspentyouth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083665/posts/default/95083783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083665/posts/default/95083783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misspentyouth.blogspot.com/2003_05_25_archive.html#95083783' title=''/><author><name>hooty mcboob </name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17596413566802605137</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4083665.post-94909985</id><published>2003-05-26T13:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-05-26T13:57:41.916-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>rachel's detention adventures!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the past week and a half, i have been assigned detention THREE times. the first was for trying to sneak out of the auditorium during a senior assembly. the second was climbing up into the attic of the auditorium. the second was spending first period on the quad and seeing my first period teacher. i have logged a total of 6 hours to be served over the next two weeks. i served my first round last week over wednesday and thursday. j__ a__ passed me a note and i got moved to the other side of the classroom! i also tagged my name all gangsta on my previously graffiti-riddled desk. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the end.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4083665-94909985?l=misspentyouth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083665/posts/default/94909985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083665/posts/default/94909985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misspentyouth.blogspot.com/2003_05_25_archive.html#94909985' title=''/><author><name>rechle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07973855634029273596</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4083665.post-94724715</id><published>2003-05-21T23:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-05-21T23:20:29.960-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>katrina and juan had a lovely conversation. i thought i'd post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;punkhumpala:	 punkhumpala: hi&lt;br /&gt;doGGy do 182: sup&lt;br /&gt;punkhumpala: was up with u&lt;br /&gt;doGGy do 182: nm&lt;br /&gt;doGGy do 182: you?&lt;br /&gt;punkhumpala: i'm a loser, please&lt;br /&gt;punkhumpala: are u guys playing any shows soon?&lt;br /&gt;doGGy do 182: k&lt;br /&gt;doGGy do 182: yeah&lt;br /&gt;doGGy do 182: june 7th at the knitting factory&lt;br /&gt;punkhumpala: with who?&lt;br /&gt;doGGy do 182: fortigo and some other bands&lt;br /&gt;punkhumpala: i say u steal the shows from the little bands like box social&lt;br /&gt;punkhumpala: and other band&lt;br /&gt;doGGy do 182: k&lt;br /&gt;punkhumpala: i had a dream with u in it&lt;br /&gt;doGGy do 182: ok&lt;br /&gt;punkhumpala&lt;!-- (10:53:28 PM)--&gt;: it was strange&lt;br /&gt;punkhumpala&lt;!-- (10:54:50 PM)--&gt;: yeah&lt;br /&gt;punkhumpala&lt;!-- (10:55:55 PM)--&gt;: you want to know what happened?&lt;br /&gt;(no response...)&lt;br /&gt;punkhumpala&lt;!-- (10:58:19 PM)--&gt;: so... liking the education your getting?&lt;br /&gt;punkhumpala: you know i'm gonna die &lt;br /&gt;doGGy do 182: and why is that&lt;br /&gt;punkhumpala: my grades&lt;br /&gt;punkhumpala: tooo many fails&lt;br /&gt;doGGy do 182: i see&lt;br /&gt;punkhumpala: yes&lt;br /&gt;punkhumpala: my mother is gonna be ghetto and get one of those wooden spoons&lt;br /&gt;punkhumpala: and beat me to death&lt;br /&gt;punkhumpala: any last words?&lt;br /&gt;(long pause)&lt;br /&gt;punkhumpala&lt;!-- (11:13:31 PM)--&gt;: dude... you suck&lt;br /&gt;doGGy do 182 signed off at 11:13:32 PM. &lt;br /&gt;(me) Anabisue:	 BASTARD!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4083665-94724715?l=misspentyouth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083665/posts/default/94724715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083665/posts/default/94724715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misspentyouth.blogspot.com/2003_05_18_archive.html#94724715' title=''/><author><name>hooty mcboob </name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17596413566802605137</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4083665.post-94653930</id><published>2003-05-20T15:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-05-20T15:13:56.940-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>THE GLENDALE ADVENTURES OF... JACKIE?&lt;P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's right, folks, i paid a visit to convenient glendale. i know i dont live there, or need to go to school there, but i can get a job there, right? apparently they built an in n out at the mall. the young armenian lad at the customer service desk told me otherwise, but then i saw him at the interview room later. yeah, interview room. yeah, llike, 2 miles away from the mall. man oh man. i ran out of boba on the way over. the days inn turned out to be like, a town over practically. everyone i knew was there, i dont think i;ll get a job, but you never know. i ended up going to forever 21 for some retail therapy and caught a bus to schoolm where i watched clueless and no im typing on a keyboard where you cant see the keys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt; the day was a wash, but i liked it...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4083665-94653930?l=misspentyouth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083665/posts/default/94653930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083665/posts/default/94653930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misspentyouth.blogspot.com/2003_05_18_archive.html#94653930' title=''/><author><name>Dwight</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02672232686135658091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4083665.post-94606585</id><published>2003-05-19T17:26:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2003-05-19T17:26:33.310-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh, so what did tara have to say?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4083665-94606585?l=misspentyouth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083665/posts/default/94606585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083665/posts/default/94606585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misspentyouth.blogspot.com/2003_05_18_archive.html#94606585' title=''/><author><name>rechle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07973855634029273596</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4083665.post-94606567</id><published>2003-05-19T17:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-05-19T17:26:11.870-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/S/squeekyjoe/1039750025_ureswarren.jpg" border="0" alt="warren"&gt;&lt;br&gt;YOU ARE WARREN. Warren is another Lucas in the&lt;br&gt;making, a &amp;quot;bad seed&amp;quot; with a penchant&lt;br&gt;for heavy metal, stealing, and Whitney Houston&lt;br&gt;rescued by the heroic Joe. Warren's laugh is&lt;br&gt;the kind that can only be duplicated by the&lt;br&gt;deaf. Still, the little pipsqueak turns out to&lt;br&gt;be okay after all--let's just hope he didn't&lt;br&gt;drop the soap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/squeekyjoe/quizzes/What%20*Empire%20Records*%20Character%20are%20You%3F%3F/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;What *Empire Records* Character are You??&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4083665-94606567?l=misspentyouth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083665/posts/default/94606567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083665/posts/default/94606567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misspentyouth.blogspot.com/2003_05_18_archive.html#94606567' title=''/><author><name>rechle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07973855634029273596</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4083665.post-94583417</id><published>2003-05-19T08:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-05-19T08:05:45.576-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/S/squeekyjoe/1039749843_tureslucas.jpg" border="0" alt="lucas"&gt;&lt;br&gt;YOU ARE LUCAS. &amp;quot;what's with today,&lt;br&gt;today?&amp;quot; sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/squeekyjoe/quizzes/What%20*Empire%20Records*%20Character%20are%20You%3F%3F/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;What *Empire Records* Character are You??&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4083665-94583417?l=misspentyouth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083665/posts/default/94583417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083665/posts/default/94583417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misspentyouth.blogspot.com/2003_05_18_archive.html#94583417' title=''/><author><name>hooty mcboob </name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17596413566802605137</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4083665.post-94582555</id><published>2003-05-19T07:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-05-19T07:46:57.863-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh yeah, i talked to tara this morning. yay for the rachel/tara reunion!! now we can all be one happy family. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4083665-94582555?l=misspentyouth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083665/posts/default/94582555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083665/posts/default/94582555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misspentyouth.blogspot.com/2003_05_18_archive.html#94582555' title=''/><author><name>hooty mcboob </name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17596413566802605137</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4083665.post-94582405</id><published>2003-05-19T07:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-05-19T07:43:02.033-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok, ok, you BEST not be dissin my home slice starbucks. i understand that they have stupid names for their sizes and they're all pretentious and shit but they're my home away from home. my shelter from the storm. my....anyway, my point is that the only drink i ever had at coffee bean was a luke warm "iced" chai. it made me horribly sick. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in other news, nicole, the best driver in the whole world, passed her test on the first try last thursday. which means ernie loses the bet. HA!!! i celebrated with a 5th period trip to starbucks on vermont (after a lengthy and tedious escape out the auditorium doors) yay for freedom and gas cards!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4083665-94582405?l=misspentyouth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083665/posts/default/94582405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083665/posts/default/94582405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misspentyouth.blogspot.com/2003_05_18_archive.html#94582405' title=''/><author><name>hooty mcboob </name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17596413566802605137</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4083665.post-94516048</id><published>2003-05-17T17:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-05-17T17:07:31.883-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>community college 4 life! er... two years.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4083665-94516048?l=misspentyouth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083665/posts/default/94516048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083665/posts/default/94516048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misspentyouth.blogspot.com/2003_05_11_archive.html#94516048' title=''/><author><name>rechle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07973855634029273596</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4083665.post-94488359</id><published>2003-05-16T23:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-05-16T23:14:53.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>rechle... you must be shitting me.&lt;br /&gt;i was surprised that i myself even went to a coffee bean today. but... terry?&lt;br /&gt;terry "this starbucks grande mocha is connected to a bone in my hand" was spotted at a coffee bean?&lt;br /&gt;it seems somewhat out of place. but the lack of brand loyalty does please me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;postscript- i like coffee bean, actually. none of this tall, grande, venti pretentiousness. the coffee bean is no bullshit with its small, medium and large.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4083665-94488359?l=misspentyouth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083665/posts/default/94488359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083665/posts/default/94488359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misspentyouth.blogspot.com/2003_05_11_archive.html#94488359' title=''/><author><name>Dwight</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02672232686135658091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4083665.post-94486998</id><published>2003-05-16T22:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-05-16T22:24:41.160-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i saw terry in the coffee bean today. he was getting iced tea. &lt;br /&gt;i said, "hi terry!". &lt;br /&gt;he said, "oh, hello rachel. where do you live?" &lt;br /&gt;i said, "err... glendale." &lt;br /&gt;he said, "why are you here?" &lt;br /&gt;i said, "... i dunno..." &lt;br /&gt;and then we parted ways. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4083665-94486998?l=misspentyouth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083665/posts/default/94486998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083665/posts/default/94486998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misspentyouth.blogspot.com/2003_05_11_archive.html#94486998' title=''/><author><name>rechle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07973855634029273596</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4083665.post-94434443</id><published>2003-05-15T23:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-05-15T23:05:37.850-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>gotta hate 'love', and all the ramifications it has on your GPA...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4083665-94434443?l=misspentyouth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083665/posts/default/94434443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083665/posts/default/94434443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misspentyouth.blogspot.com/2003_05_11_archive.html#94434443' title=''/><author><name>Dwight</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02672232686135658091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4083665.post-94394849</id><published>2003-05-15T08:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-05-16T23:23:01.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>NICOLE'S MISCELLANEOUS ENTRY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what'd i tell ya? nicole "cilantro" is always right. &lt;br /&gt;in other news....&lt;br /&gt;countdown to my driving test....6 hours and counting. worst of all....one of my brake lights is out so i can't take the test in my car, i'll have to use my dads, which i am NOT USED TO AT ALL. jackie, rechel....our trip to IHOP might have to be cancelled....&lt;br /&gt;i was surfing the web today...and i came up on a site that i haven't been to in ages. and.....well, i laughed my ass off. then i smacked myself for going there.&lt;br /&gt;pulloutmethod.tripod.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://htmlgear.lycos.com/guest/control.guest?u=pulloutmethod&amp;i=1&amp;a=sign"&gt;write something incriminating in the guestbook.&lt;/a&gt; do it for me. or, if you're interested in the vast plethora of other marshall wannabe blink 182 bands (there are more than i have fingers and toes, my friends...) maybe check out &lt;a href="www.geocities.com/xselfmade"&gt; www.geocities.com/xselfmade &lt;/a&gt;and visit everybodies favorite "juan-abe" joseph!! he's 10 times better than the real juan and nicer, too!&lt;br /&gt;that's all folks, see you next time, i'll either we jumping for joy that i passed that god-awful test or crying like a little bitch cause i have to wait another month before i can drive alone. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4083665-94394849?l=misspentyouth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083665/posts/default/94394849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083665/posts/default/94394849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misspentyouth.blogspot.com/2003_05_11_archive.html#94394849' title=''/><author><name>hooty mcboob </name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17596413566802605137</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4083665.post-94369860</id><published>2003-05-14T21:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-05-14T21:17:33.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A PLEA TO THE HAMBURGLARS&lt;P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;IMG SRC="http://images.bolt.com/photoalbums/6/9/4/7/8/7/2/6947872/albums/photos/yC5OYdyP3l2pf1gH.jpg" alt="trauma-rama"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;center&gt;A dollar a day buys this young Jaclyn refuge... from a terror filled life.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;Nice guys finish last. Boy, whoever said this got it right. Nice guys, or girls, for that matter, have to endure their cheetos being eaten, horrifying stories about someone bragging about their "fantastic ass" ::shudder::, and worse yet, the smell that doesn't go away. &lt;br /&gt;But an invasion of personal space is just going way too far. &lt;br /&gt;Today that godawful hamburglar beckoned me to a tree- I obviously, and I thought wisely, declined his invitation for a chat, especially considering there was studying to be done. So what does he do? Fifteen minutes later, he's in the room.&lt;br /&gt;Ah. Hell. &lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;NAH!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt; BITCH, you BEST NOT invade my very own decathlon room, for all the jokes on the olfactory we're already quite taken care of, AND he is much better company.&lt;br /&gt;Scram hamburglar, before i turn less than nice. Far less than this, even.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4083665-94369860?l=misspentyouth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083665/posts/default/94369860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083665/posts/default/94369860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misspentyouth.blogspot.com/2003_05_11_archive.html#94369860' title=''/><author><name>Dwight</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02672232686135658091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4083665.post-94338466</id><published>2003-05-14T10:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-05-14T10:28:24.806-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>GREETINGS FROM MS. BROWNELL'S AP SPANISH CLASS!!!&lt;br /&gt;it feels so nice to be in the warm, inviting world of espanol again. she hasn't kicked me out yet. i just got a 1 on my government test. yay!! this week is turning into another senior ditch week. i was absent monday and tuesday, i missed 1st and 2nd and tomorrow i'll miss 5th and 6th because.....dun dun DUN!!!!!! my driving test!!! edwin's is tomorrow too. that's weird. noah's is tomorrow too. not like i actually care. ernie told me that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now a special message from edwin:&lt;br /&gt;" nicole, jackie and rachel are sexy sexy girls!! he'd like to shag all three during a fire drill. call me girls if you want to hook up. and bring your sexy boyfriends along!!! love ya!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4083665-94338466?l=misspentyouth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083665/posts/default/94338466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083665/posts/default/94338466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misspentyouth.blogspot.com/2003_05_11_archive.html#94338466' title=''/><author><name>hooty mcboob </name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17596413566802605137</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4083665.post-94007976</id><published>2003-05-08T12:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-05-08T22:50:08.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>LUNCHTIME MAKES ME HUNGRY&lt;P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nicole has been taken underr the wingby us magnet nerds. now we must abscond TO BLYE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UPDATE:(please excuse the random weirdness of this post. we were excited to be able to leave school grounds for lunch. marshall is like a penitentery, ya know)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4083665-94007976?l=misspentyouth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083665/posts/default/94007976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083665/posts/default/94007976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misspentyouth.blogspot.com/2003_05_04_archive.html#94007976' title=''/><author><name>Dwight</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02672232686135658091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4083665.post-93931471</id><published>2003-05-07T08:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-05-07T08:23:50.870-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"FRESH BEGININGS"&lt;br /&gt;nicole's long awaited prom and senior picnic update:&lt;br /&gt;highlights of senior picnic:&lt;br /&gt;1) uh......&lt;br /&gt;ok, ok, let's try highlights of prom.&lt;br /&gt;1) free soda&lt;br /&gt;2)uh.........hmm...&lt;br /&gt;well, senior picnic was dusty, hot, i got sunburned, i didn't get to go down the infaltable slide, we waited in line for an hour to play 2 minutes of laser tag. the hamburger made me sick. oh yeah, some cool things that happened were&lt;br /&gt;1) yoonie getting punched in the crotch multiple times&lt;br /&gt;2) boon's mysterious absense (we never thought he'd out smart us.)&lt;br /&gt;3) jackie beating my ass with a huge boxing glove in an inflatable ring&lt;br /&gt;prom was cool i guess. jackie went to parties, i, however, in the not-so-grand- tradition went home and promptly passed out. &lt;br /&gt;now we don't get to do anything remotely cool until june, where we have the aloha dance on jackie's berfday, and gradnight. on june 12th. then the only thing we have to look forward to is graduation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let me take this opporatunity to disuss joanna "joey" aquino's little  prom poem. actually, i will later, cause i'm in my english class and her boyfriend is only a couple seats away from me. ack!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4083665-93931471?l=misspentyouth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083665/posts/default/93931471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083665/posts/default/93931471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misspentyouth.blogspot.com/2003_05_04_archive.html#93931471' title=''/><author><name>hooty mcboob </name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17596413566802605137</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4083665.post-93675297</id><published>2003-05-02T15:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-05-02T15:07:56.836-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>UPDATE O-RAMA-RAMA&lt;br /&gt;My parents changed their mind. Go figure. And I was getting into the last ditch effort of teenage rebellion thing. Whaddya know. So no getting grounded. And get this: not ONLY did my father say that I get an all night curfew, like all the cool kids, but he bought me Everclear tickets. What a guy, that father of mine. So what if it's somewhat misguided, considering that I haven't drooled over Art Alexakis since my middle school days. But I'm still game- hey, it will be a trip down memory lane. Ahh, I feel quite nostalgic already.&lt;br /&gt;Ah, so now I'm in Mr. Chase's room and he's asking me about prom. Senior picnic was.... dirtier than I expected, but I'll give Nicole the floor to rant about that. She's not here, by the way- she doesn't know what she's missing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Tomorrow is prom. Countdown- 30 hours or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4083665-93675297?l=misspentyouth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083665/posts/default/93675297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083665/posts/default/93675297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misspentyouth.blogspot.com/2003_04_27_archive.html#93675297' title=''/><author><name>Dwight</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02672232686135658091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4083665.post-93581254</id><published>2003-04-30T23:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-04-30T23:37:16.373-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'll second that. hail to curfew breaking! see you at the after party, jacks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4083665-93581254?l=misspentyouth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083665/posts/default/93581254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083665/posts/default/93581254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misspentyouth.blogspot.com/2003_04_27_archive.html#93581254' title=''/><author><name>hooty mcboob </name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17596413566802605137</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4083665.post-93581071</id><published>2003-04-30T23:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-04-30T23:31:57.216-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>amen!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4083665-93581071?l=misspentyouth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083665/posts/default/93581071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083665/posts/default/93581071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misspentyouth.blogspot.com/2003_04_27_archive.html#93581071' title=''/><author><name>rechle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07973855634029273596</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4083665.post-93578612</id><published>2003-04-30T22:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-04-30T22:26:43.483-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>UPDATE-O-RAMA: HOBAG YOUTH DECLARES "HEY, I'M A WOMAN TOO!"&lt;br /&gt;Misspent Youth's Official Child Spokes-ho speaks out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Related note: Attention 34 year old men, go away.&lt;br /&gt;I'm going through my "sexual awakening" phase, where I'm probably going to remain asleep. Dammit, as the last of the three to become an adult, I feel it must be said- it sucks to be 17 and a half. Parents take their last stab at controlling you, cigarette vendors tell you to come back in a month and you have to stay on school campus. Not to mention all the yummy 18+ boys who scatter at the word "statuatory".&lt;br /&gt;So what's a kid to do? I tell you what this kid will. Poop on rules. Maybe I cannot win battles against truant officers and 7-11 clerks, but I can and will declare war on my parents. Parenting they want, and parenting they shall recieve, with full reason to ground me till adulthood. I'll see you at prom, folks- and that 2 o clock curfew can kiss my ass.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4083665-93578612?l=misspentyouth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083665/posts/default/93578612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083665/posts/default/93578612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misspentyouth.blogspot.com/2003_04_27_archive.html#93578612' title=''/><author><name>Dwight</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02672232686135658091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4083665.post-93487282</id><published>2003-04-29T13:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-04-29T13:48:42.550-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>damnit, i love siting in my mom's room watching stupid love-struck kids make out outside the window. actually, these two arent makin out, the girl looks like she's crying. maybe she's pregnent. maybe her dog died. or maybe she's just horrified that her asian boyfriend is wearing berkenstocks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4083665-93487282?l=misspentyouth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083665/posts/default/93487282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083665/posts/default/93487282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misspentyouth.blogspot.com/2003_04_27_archive.html#93487282' title=''/><author><name>hooty mcboob </name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17596413566802605137</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4083665.post-93451852</id><published>2003-04-29T00:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-04-29T00:15:59.870-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>NICOLE'S NEWS UPDATE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well folks, the prom is only 4 days away, senior picnic is only 3 days away (marshall's way of letting the seniors kick back for half a day by feeding them dozens of free tommy burgers and letting them go down a big infaltable slide. tommy burgers on the day before prom? in the immortal words of katrina, "ah HELLLLL NO.") and senior ditch day is on thursday. &lt;br /&gt;i have a dress, a date, but no ride. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NICOLE IS A BIG LIAR&lt;br /&gt;ok, ok, i know i was bragging that i was gonna have my license before senior ditch day but i waited too long to make an appointment and now it's not gonna happen until may 15th. oh well. at least i can drive jackie to the aloha dance on her birthday. and i'll have it before graduation which is all that really matters to me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NICOLE MYSTERIOUSLY APPEARS IN MARSHALL'S NEWSPAPER TWICE, JACKIE DOES NOT.&lt;br /&gt;like jackie sais, it might as well be the "nicole tide."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NICOLE'S CAT'S TRAGIC DEATH&lt;br /&gt;on friday, may 24th, 2003, the youngest of the szilagyi cat clan was traigiclly killed by a car on silverridge avenue. Pufflett, was less than a year old and hadn't even been fixed yet. services were held on saturday morning in the front yard.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PIMPLES SUCK&lt;br /&gt;especially when prom is coming. why do i all of a sudden break out when my face has been absolutly immaculate for weeks? the pimple gods are trying to play a nasty trick on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TAX REFUNDS ARE COOL&lt;br /&gt;i got 54 dollars  back. not as much as i planned on but enough to pay off that pesky credit card bill and buy a new dress. and don't worry jackie, i'll pay your ten dollars back to you now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I MISSED SCHOOL TODAY&lt;br /&gt;i stayed home cause i had a shitty headache. and i was just not in a school mood. i didn't feel like going to play rehearsal either. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE END. stay tuned for the next edition of NICOLE'S NEWS.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4083665-93451852?l=misspentyouth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083665/posts/default/93451852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083665/posts/default/93451852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misspentyouth.blogspot.com/2003_04_27_archive.html#93451852' title=''/><author><name>hooty mcboob </name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17596413566802605137</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4083665.post-93008582</id><published>2003-04-21T15:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-04-21T15:44:26.280-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i don't think i'm the only one who had fun on friday. yay for johnny aaron! yay for hojoon!!! yay for everyone jackie now wants to marry!!! but seriously, props to this johnny fellow for letting people get sloshed and ruin his house. and props to the drunk guy on the couch. it's a dirty job, but someones gotta do it. all in all, along with the smiroff, the bailys, and the matzoh, a good time was had by all. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4083665-93008582?l=misspentyouth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083665/posts/default/93008582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083665/posts/default/93008582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misspentyouth.blogspot.com/2003_04_20_archive.html#93008582' title=''/><author><name>hooty mcboob </name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17596413566802605137</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4083665.post-92747698</id><published>2003-04-16T17:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-04-16T17:45:27.013-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay, now two out of three of us are of age. woo hoo! so, who did y'all invite for friday? max u. and the one armed boy crew, i hope! if you need the directions again, they're at my livejournal. i hate bacardi as well. let's get drunk off of malt bevergaes (girl beer) and sing ghetto songs. mentos!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4083665-92747698?l=misspentyouth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083665/posts/default/92747698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083665/posts/default/92747698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misspentyouth.blogspot.com/2003_04_13_archive.html#92747698' title=''/><author><name>rechle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07973855634029273596</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4083665.post-92676226</id><published>2003-04-15T15:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-04-15T15:06:01.356-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh yeah, HAPPY 18TH BERFDAY RACHEL!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"go rachel, it's yo berfday, we gonna pawty like it's yo berfday, drink smirnoff ice like it's yo berfday...."(i hate bacardi)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4083665-92676226?l=misspentyouth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083665/posts/default/92676226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083665/posts/default/92676226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misspentyouth.blogspot.com/2003_04_13_archive.html#92676226' title=''/><author><name>hooty mcboob </name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17596413566802605137</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4083665.post-92676131</id><published>2003-04-15T15:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-04-15T15:03:57.716-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Prom grows nearer and nearer (19 days to be exact) i still do not have &lt;br /&gt;1) a dress&lt;br /&gt;2) an after hours hotel room reservation&lt;br /&gt;3) my driver's license&lt;br /&gt;4) any clue what a prom bid is.&lt;br /&gt;at least i have a date. that's something. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how i spend my days from now until the beginning of june have been decided for me. by my drama teacher. i'm not sure if i should be angry that she's forcing the lead on me and making me stage kiss some guy i hardly know AND taking out my tongue ring, or, happy that she thinks i can pull this off and considers me a decent actress.  what am i to think? me so confused. at least this pretty much means an instant A in drama for the rest of the sememster. yay for graduation!! i too, hope to graduate someday. preferably on june 26th.  and as ms. fattal might say about those pesky ap government classes and the obligatory algebra 2, "D" for diploma. right, jackie? there's nothing wrong with community college. don't worry rachel, i'm not giving up yet. GO STATE COLLEGE!! &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4083665-92676131?l=misspentyouth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083665/posts/default/92676131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083665/posts/default/92676131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misspentyouth.blogspot.com/2003_04_13_archive.html#92676131' title=''/><author><name>hooty mcboob </name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17596413566802605137</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4083665.post-92325454</id><published>2003-04-09T17:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-04-09T23:11:29.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>IAL&lt;P&gt;... and astonished by my newfound administrator status. hopefull i will use this power for good, not evil.&lt;br /&gt;mwahaha.&lt;br /&gt;much love to my rach! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;update: fucked up links on archive page already. eesh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4083665-92325454?l=misspentyouth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083665/posts/default/92325454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083665/posts/default/92325454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misspentyouth.blogspot.com/2003_04_06_archive.html#92325454' title=''/><author><name>Dwight</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02672232686135658091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4083665.post-92201026</id><published>2003-04-07T22:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-04-07T22:00:43.250-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ack! i'll appeal!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4083665-92201026?l=misspentyouth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083665/posts/default/92201026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083665/posts/default/92201026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misspentyouth.blogspot.com/2003_04_06_archive.html#92201026' title=''/><author><name>Dwight</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02672232686135658091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4083665.post-92191555</id><published>2003-04-07T19:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-04-07T19:22:40.373-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WHAT?!?!?! I AM GOING TO HAVE TO GO TO A COMPLETELY DIFFERENT CITY ALL BY MYSELF? ALONE? oh my god. i hate you guys! why don't you just take algebra II over summer nicole? please? i'm so scared now! i'm like seriously freaking out now. fuck fuck fuck. meh. bleh. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4083665-92191555?l=misspentyouth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083665/posts/default/92191555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083665/posts/default/92191555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misspentyouth.blogspot.com/2003_04_06_archive.html#92191555' title=''/><author><name>rechle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07973855634029273596</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4083665.post-92074649</id><published>2003-04-05T21:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-04-05T21:31:06.590-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>rechle y jackoline-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey, guess what? i finally persuaded my mother to let give up algebra 2 and go to santa monica. but...rachel...are you going to join us? there's really no way i can pass it-i am totally and utterly hopeless. and after a long dinner with my family, they all convinced my mom that going to smc and transfering to a really good uc is what i need to do. and i agree, seeing as now i can not take algebra. but i don't want rachel to think i'm abandoning her. i tried to call....and youre online, but you're not answering my IM!!!! biatch. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4083665-92074649?l=misspentyouth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083665/posts/default/92074649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083665/posts/default/92074649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misspentyouth.blogspot.com/2003_03_30_archive.html#92074649' title=''/><author><name>hooty mcboob </name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17596413566802605137</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4083665.post-92068357</id><published>2003-04-05T18:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-04-05T18:54:28.310-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i propose another Penis Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;you know, for old times sake...go to Old Town and relive the dorkishness of 8th grade, because we're fuckin' awesome.&lt;br /&gt;eh?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4083665-92068357?l=misspentyouth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083665/posts/default/92068357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083665/posts/default/92068357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misspentyouth.blogspot.com/2003_03_30_archive.html#92068357' title=''/><author><name>Dwight</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02672232686135658091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4083665.post-92059468</id><published>2003-04-05T14:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-04-05T14:40:41.233-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>what? where are you? i just called you and you weren't there. i left a message. i miss you. and nicole.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4083665-92059468?l=misspentyouth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083665/posts/default/92059468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083665/posts/default/92059468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misspentyouth.blogspot.com/2003_03_30_archive.html#92059468' title=''/><author><name>rechle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07973855634029273596</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4083665.post-92057400</id><published>2003-04-05T13:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-04-05T13:42:42.060-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>well, i can appeal, cain't i? and even if i can't, i can always go to the prestigious SMC, which is the ivy of the california community colleges.&lt;br /&gt;and then i can transfer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4083665-92057400?l=misspentyouth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083665/posts/default/92057400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083665/posts/default/92057400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misspentyouth.blogspot.com/2003_03_30_archive.html#92057400' title=''/><author><name>Dwight</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02672232686135658091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4083665.post-92057190</id><published>2003-04-05T13:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-04-05T13:37:21.310-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>juggster-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you said you still have a chance to get into san francisco? how? ¡que buen suerte!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4083665-92057190?l=misspentyouth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083665/posts/default/92057190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083665/posts/default/92057190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misspentyouth.blogspot.com/2003_03_30_archive.html#92057190' title=''/><author><name>rechle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07973855634029273596</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4083665.post-91975952</id><published>2003-04-04T03:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-04-04T03:32:28.140-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ECONOMICS AT 3 A.M.&lt;P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have 3 hours to write an essay on fiscal policy.&lt;br /&gt;or i have 3 hours to get sleep.&lt;br /&gt;what the fuck is my opportunity cost?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4083665-91975952?l=misspentyouth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083665/posts/default/91975952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083665/posts/default/91975952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misspentyouth.blogspot.com/2003_03_30_archive.html#91975952' title=''/><author><name>Dwight</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02672232686135658091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4083665.post-91963895</id><published>2003-04-03T21:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-04-03T21:39:24.233-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>MORE "INTELLECSHUAL" CONVERSATIONS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anabisue:	 tomasita delonge&lt;br /&gt;Anabisue:	 hahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;j JerriBlank:	 hahaha, yes&lt;br /&gt;j JerriBlank:	 guilty as charged&lt;br /&gt;j JerriBlank:	 and that was me that called you&lt;br /&gt;j JerriBlank:	 me and (name not revelaed) were lke&lt;br /&gt;Anabisue:	 you suck!&lt;br /&gt;j JerriBlank:	 &amp;quot;what the hell? lets just bother nicole&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;j JerriBlank:	 so we did&lt;br /&gt;Anabisue:	 hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;Anabisue:	 that little bastard&lt;br /&gt;j JerriBlank:	 hes so dumb&lt;br /&gt;j JerriBlank:	 d-u-m&lt;br /&gt;Anabisue:	 i swear, i'm gonna kill him&lt;br /&gt;Anabisue:	 how dare he know my phone number&lt;br /&gt;j JerriBlank:	 im going to urinate on his car&lt;br /&gt;Anabisue:	 hahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;Anabisue:	 i'm going to poop on it&lt;br /&gt;j JerriBlank:	 hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;Anabisue:	 can you imagine?&lt;br /&gt;j JerriBlank:	 the ole poop on the car trick&lt;br /&gt;Anabisue:	 a big fresh steaming pile of poop on the hood&lt;br /&gt;Anabisue:	 and a little note.&lt;br /&gt;j JerriBlank:	 written in fecal matter&lt;br /&gt;Anabisue:	 "compliments of nicole salami"&lt;br /&gt;Anabisue:	 "by the way, (name hidden)? you suck."&lt;br /&gt;j JerriBlank:	 AHAHAHHA&lt;br /&gt;Anabisue:	 beforei die i will do that&lt;br /&gt;Anabisue:	 oh man&lt;br /&gt;j JerriBlank:	 you should&lt;br /&gt;j JerriBlank:	 that would be excellente&lt;br /&gt;Anabisue:	 don't encourage me&lt;br /&gt;Anabisue:	 i just may&lt;br /&gt;j JerriBlank:	 id chip in, fo sho&lt;br /&gt;Anabisue:	 can you see me trying to poop on his car? cars are driving by....honking at me...there'd be witnesses galore&lt;br /&gt;j JerriBlank:	 HAHAHAH&lt;br /&gt;j JerriBlank:	 poop in a bag&lt;br /&gt;j JerriBlank:	 and just throw it&lt;br /&gt;j JerriBlank:	 when no one is looking&lt;br /&gt;j JerriBlank:	 create a diversion first&lt;br /&gt;Anabisue:	 no no no, i'm going ot put it on his hood, and set the bag on fire&lt;br /&gt;j JerriBlank:	 hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4083665-91963895?l=misspentyouth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083665/posts/default/91963895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083665/posts/default/91963895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misspentyouth.blogspot.com/2003_03_30_archive.html#91963895' title=''/><author><name>hooty mcboob </name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17596413566802605137</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4083665.post-91952363</id><published>2003-04-03T18:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-04-03T18:20:24.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>APRIL FOOLS!!!!&lt;P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;::sigh:: hackers are truly wonderful, eh? or at least friends that take advantage of the fact you fucking forget to LOG OFF when updating your blog. i feel blessed.&lt;br /&gt;grrr... i am leaving that up as evidence &lt;i&gt;[update: ummm.... uh, some of that has to go. eew.]&lt;/i&gt;. raymond is gonna die nine different deaths.&lt;br /&gt;oh, and nicole? please stop dying. thank you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4083665-91952363?l=misspentyouth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083665/posts/default/91952363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083665/posts/default/91952363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misspentyouth.blogspot.com/2003_03_30_archive.html#91952363' title=''/><author><name>Dwight</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02672232686135658091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4083665.post-91948971</id><published>2003-04-03T17:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-04-03T17:02:56.593-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Umm, ok. Ladies and gentlemen, i am being forced to act. and dance in front of people. i'm at parent conferences. my drama teacher has just informed my mother that she dearly hopes that i'll try out for a big part in this years play. i have two words in reponse to this... YEAH RIGHT. like i really have time to learn a book full of shakespearian lines AND graduate frm high school AT THE SAME FUCKIN' TIME? who am i anyway, mother teressa? (i totally stole that from jackie) anyway, in other news, there's a pair of little teenaged horndogs outside my mom's window totally gettin down in the grass. i hope their parents show up right now. "BOBBY! WHAT ARE &lt;br /&gt;YOU DOING????" yeah, can you say teenage pregnency? that's what going on out there. EEW. the guy ( a skinny little phillipino lookin kid, i'd say 16 tops) just got off of his equally skinny little chick and buckled his pants. ::sigh::&lt;br /&gt;now they're.....salsa dancing? what the fuck. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4083665-91948971?l=misspentyouth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083665/posts/default/91948971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083665/posts/default/91948971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misspentyouth.blogspot.com/2003_03_30_archive.html#91948971' title=''/><author><name>hooty mcboob </name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17596413566802605137</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4083665.post-91776295</id><published>2003-04-01T07:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-04-01T07:22:06.246-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I LOVE GIO&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4083665-91776295?l=misspentyouth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083665/posts/default/91776295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083665/posts/default/91776295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misspentyouth.blogspot.com/2003_03_30_archive.html#91776295' title=''/><author><name>Dwight</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02672232686135658091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4083665.post-91776239</id><published>2003-04-01T07:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-04-01T07:21:06.216-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm a big loser&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4083665-91776239?l=misspentyouth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083665/posts/default/91776239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083665/posts/default/91776239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misspentyouth.blogspot.com/2003_03_30_archive.html#91776239' title=''/><author><name>Dwight</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02672232686135658091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4083665.post-91681385</id><published>2003-03-30T18:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-03-30T19:01:29.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>grr... blogger can also kiss my ass.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4083665-91681385?l=misspentyouth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083665/posts/default/91681385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083665/posts/default/91681385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misspentyouth.blogspot.com/2003_03_30_archive.html#91681385' title=''/><author><name>Dwight</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02672232686135658091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4083665.post-91465283</id><published>2003-03-26T23:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-03-31T13:48:17.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>UPDATE: BOYS CAN KISS MY ASS&lt;P&gt;&lt;IMG SRC="http://groups.msn.com/1v1ttgdpmcebaiauvpmkacc5v6/Documents/Pictures%2Fbutt.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(picture for ms. mcboob)&lt;P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's right. i said boys can kiss my fucking lilly white ass. i'm through w/ like, i'm through w/ love, and i'm especially through w/ "lurve". kiss my ass, kiss my ass, kiss my ass. (if you have a penis, that is).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;ANSWER SECTION&lt;br /&gt;-because they just do. it's their god-given nature.&lt;br /&gt;-because my grades are shit&lt;br /&gt;-nothing can ever "be up" w/ the macro. the macro is too boring to ever have anything "up".&lt;br /&gt;-not enough coffee in the world&lt;br /&gt;-i dont know&lt;br /&gt;-i guess not.&lt;br /&gt;-no, but... no.&lt;br /&gt;-NOT FUCKING MEAN ENOUGH!!!&lt;br /&gt;-my lame-ity&lt;br /&gt;-because i just do. it's my god given nature.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and its weird that i ask questions that i know the answer to. or is it answer questions that i dont know the answer to?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4083665-91465283?l=misspentyouth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083665/posts/default/91465283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083665/posts/default/91465283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misspentyouth.blogspot.com/2003_03_23_archive.html#91465283' title=''/><author><name>Dwight</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02672232686135658091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4083665.post-91436502</id><published>2003-03-26T13:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-03-26T13:57:10.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I JUST WANT TO KNOW:&lt;P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...why do boys suck?&lt;br /&gt;...why do colleges hate me?&lt;br /&gt;...what's up with macroeconomics?&lt;br /&gt;...what's up with sarcastic teachers you think are on your side?&lt;br /&gt;...who stole the furby i gave to mr christianakis 3 years ago?&lt;br /&gt;...will i die if i take midol and diet pills- &lt;i&gt;at the same time&lt;/i&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;...is ms motoike dead? or is she ok today?&lt;br /&gt;...am i being mean to The Feeling Hurter?&lt;br /&gt;...why would i care?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;...why am i so lame??&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;questions, questions, questions. final one though- why is there no back of the book for life?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4083665-91436502?l=misspentyouth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083665/posts/default/91436502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083665/posts/default/91436502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misspentyouth.blogspot.com/2003_03_23_archive.html#91436502' title=''/><author><name>Dwight</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02672232686135658091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4083665.post-91390821</id><published>2003-03-25T20:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-03-25T20:28:21.826-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>let's just move to santa monica and rent a beach house.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4083665-91390821?l=misspentyouth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083665/posts/default/91390821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083665/posts/default/91390821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misspentyouth.blogspot.com/2003_03_23_archive.html#91390821' title=''/><author><name>hooty mcboob </name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17596413566802605137</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4083665.post-91360998</id><published>2003-03-25T11:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-03-25T11:06:32.780-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>colleges suck. i didn't even get into riverside. i'm with you, jackie.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4083665-91360998?l=misspentyouth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083665/posts/default/91360998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083665/posts/default/91360998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misspentyouth.blogspot.com/2003_03_23_archive.html#91360998' title=''/><author><name>rechle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07973855634029273596</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4083665.post-91325921</id><published>2003-03-24T20:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-03-24T20:49:51.403-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>notice i lied about the size of my feet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4083665-91325921?l=misspentyouth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083665/posts/default/91325921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083665/posts/default/91325921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misspentyouth.blogspot.com/2003_03_23_archive.html#91325921' title=''/><author><name>hooty mcboob </name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17596413566802605137</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4083665.post-91325816</id><published>2003-03-24T20:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-03-24T20:47:37.996-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'> some random guy IMed me and started asking me about my volvo and my toes.&lt;br /&gt;MButte6081:	 Do you drive a Volvo, by chance?&lt;br /&gt;Anabisue:	 haha, sure do&lt;br /&gt;Anabisue:	 why?&lt;br /&gt;MButte6081:	 just wondering....I love women with pretty feet who drive Volvos...seriously!  what model/year Volvo do you drive?&lt;br /&gt;Anabisue:	 86 sedan thing&lt;br /&gt;MButte6081:	 cool.....do you ever drive it barefoot? :)&lt;br /&gt;Anabisue:	 all the time&lt;br /&gt;Anabisue:	 i drove it barefoot this morning cause i was wearing sandals. &lt;br /&gt;MButte6081:	 sexy!  do you wear thong sandals or a toe ring? &lt;br /&gt;Anabisue:	 uh, sometimes&lt;br /&gt;MButte6081:	 beautiful!  which foot/toe do you wear the ring on?  silver or gold?&lt;br /&gt;Anabisue:	 second one, silver&lt;br /&gt;Anabisue:	 left foot&lt;br /&gt;MButte6081:	 pretty!  what size feet?&lt;br /&gt;Anabisue:	 how did you get my screen name?&lt;br /&gt;Anabisue:	 5 and a half        (&lt;-- what a lie!!!!!)&lt;br /&gt;MButte6081:	 cool.....are your toes long and slender?&lt;br /&gt;Anabisue:	 yeah&lt;br /&gt;MButte6081:	 I came across it while looking up a friend....saw that you drove a Volvo, so I wanted to chat! :)&lt;br /&gt;MButte6081:	 beautiful!  do you paint your toenails?  what color(s)?&lt;br /&gt;Anabisue:	 uh, cool.&lt;br /&gt;Anabisue:	 they're always painted dark red&lt;br /&gt;MButte6081:	 beautiful!  do you have fair skin?&lt;br /&gt;Anabisue:   uh, yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it went on and on....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4083665-91325816?l=misspentyouth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083665/posts/default/91325816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083665/posts/default/91325816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misspentyouth.blogspot.com/2003_03_23_archive.html#91325816' title=''/><author><name>hooty mcboob </name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17596413566802605137</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4083665.post-91272729</id><published>2003-03-24T03:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-03-24T03:01:44.293-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>what a crappy weekend. gabriel goes nuts on a pull-out punker, i get denied from what's it called, i get sick off undercooked pancakes, i find myself dateless for prom, and chicago wins just about every damn award you can think of. tomorrow i have to face the music (of a few people i KNOW will be singing 'i move on') but for now im sitting in my closet, hopped up on diet pills, listening to fiona apple, and doing homework i was too pissed off to do earlier. teenage shit.&lt;br /&gt;at least i got to see the gr8 n8, the sunshine of my life.... :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4083665-91272729?l=misspentyouth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083665/posts/default/91272729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083665/posts/default/91272729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misspentyouth.blogspot.com/2003_03_23_archive.html#91272729' title=''/><author><name>Dwight</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02672232686135658091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4083665.post-91209092</id><published>2003-03-22T20:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-03-22T20:10:34.200-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>come on juggie, no worries. you are not indara. indara is a airhead border-hopper who has mushrooms growing out of her kitchen counter.&lt;br /&gt;don't worry, my darling, if worse comes to worse, go to san francisco community college! we'll have my banana mobile, and since it's yellow, it can double as your own personal taxi, and i'll drive you to school everyday. besides, if i don't pass algebra 2 (it's already looking bad. really. bad.) i'll have to go to community college too. so we'll be okay no matter what.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4083665-91209092?l=misspentyouth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083665/posts/default/91209092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083665/posts/default/91209092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misspentyouth.blogspot.com/2003_03_16_archive.html#91209092' title=''/><author><name>hooty mcboob </name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17596413566802605137</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4083665.post-91204660</id><published>2003-03-22T18:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-03-22T18:13:39.543-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'M IN A BAD MOOD&lt;P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Which Ex-Decathlete Are You?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are...&lt;b&gt;Indara&lt;/b&gt;! You pretend to be smarter than you are, and the coaches hate you. You don't get into any colleges, and as for AP tests- Mr. Chase might say you "didn't pass anything but gas."&lt;br /&gt;This quiz brought to you by Quizilla. No, wait, just and un-college bound kid who is going to go scream into a pillow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4083665-91204660?l=misspentyouth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083665/posts/default/91204660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083665/posts/default/91204660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misspentyouth.blogspot.com/2003_03_16_archive.html#91204660' title=''/><author><name>Dwight</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02672232686135658091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4083665.post-90903397</id><published>2003-03-17T20:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-03-17T20:59:05.496-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>-MY BIG FAT WHITE WILD INGLEWOOD ADVENTURE-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saturday night i attended a party with katrina, tara, lena, edwin, and all the usuals at lena's boyfriend's house, justin. it was, however, pouring rain and justin's house was ill prepared for such weather. one meager tarp was drapped over a small area in front of his garage where angry youths screamed and wailed on their fenders, much to the horror of every neighbor within a mile radius. juan and bo made their usual appearance, and left about 10 minutes later. edwin cried, katrina ran through the rain without a jacket, and justin eventually got so wasted that poor lena had to serve two hours of drunken barf-duty. i called gabe and ernie on katrina's cell phone, and my mexicans in shining armour came to rescue me from the horrid, damp punker party. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we went home, and i packed and got dry. that night after a good talkin to by my mother, ("you haven't done your homework! you BETTER call me or i'll get even MORE pissed!!!") we were off to inglewood in the pouring rain to a hotel where alexia was already snoozing. it was just sort of a weekend getaway sort of thing. or at least, that's what we had in mind. after about an hour of casual poker, out of the blue, six or seven gun shots rang out through the filthy streets. approximatly right outside our frist floor window. we jumped to the floor in terror, and gabe ran to the window, screaming with glee like a 6 year old on his birthday. "they shot that mother fucker! they shot him!!!" he squeeled. they, being the cops. the cops had just murdered a man outside my hotel room window while i was playing poker and smoking cigarettes. murdered him. we watched them beat an accomplice with their night-sticks, and eventually put the dead man on a stretcher in a body bag. &lt;br /&gt;the hotel was called the los angeles adventurer hotel. which should of set us off. no more inglewood hotel rooms, thank you. we went outside, smoked, and watched the ambulance drive away without the siren.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4083665-90903397?l=misspentyouth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083665/posts/default/90903397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083665/posts/default/90903397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misspentyouth.blogspot.com/2003_03_16_archive.html#90903397' title=''/><author><name>hooty mcboob </name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17596413566802605137</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4083665.post-90747192</id><published>2003-03-14T20:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-03-14T20:36:21.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>RETURN OF THE PRODIGAL JAK&lt;P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had a lovely chat with my grandmother over the telephone this evening. "So, I heard you lost!" the old bag crowed into my ear. "Is your mom around?" &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;before i rant about a plan to eat all the old people, i'd like to discuss something else that may be even &lt;i&gt;more&lt;/i&gt;  unsettling, at least to me. how can &lt;a href="http://www.usad.org"&gt;USAD&lt;/a&gt; be discussing the new &lt;a href="http://www.usad.org/curriculum/curriculum_0302.html"&gt; curriculum&lt;/a&gt; when there isn't even a national champion ::ahem, &lt;a href="http://www.mhs.mrpk.k12.ca.us/decathalon/accadeca.htm"&gt;MOORPARK&lt;/a&gt;, ahok-hok:: for this year's whole "Understanding the Natural World" theme? not that i care, since for obvious reasons (ie, graduation and one of the coaches hating me) im not going to be a decathlon participant again in this lifetime. but, i just gotta make fun. "America:  the Growh of a Nation"? que lame! the Superquiz topic is the Lewis and Clark expedition (which i sadly enough had to learn about in this, er, &lt;i&gt;last&lt;/i&gt; year's imposing Social Science section, a section that is suspiciously absent this time around). i'm guessing it's going to read like a giant &lt;a href="http://www.time.com/time/2002/lewis_clark/"&gt;TIME article&lt;/a&gt;. i dunno, it's very strange for one year learning about the grandeur of nature, and alluding to the fact that man will never control it. then the next year its- America! home to the brave- and a McDonalds on every other block, where i'm sure the "wild" "untamable" nature once reigned supreme- oh, a hundred, two hundred years or so ago.&lt;p&gt;perhaps after this past year i dont quite care. maybe i would rather enjoy a McWhatever than peruse through Thomas Hardy's &lt;a href="http://pd.sparknotes.com/lit/maddingcrowd/"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Far From The Madding Crowd&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt; again. what a juxtaposition. do you think i should Supersize those &lt;a href="http://news.bbc.co.uk/1/hi/world/europe/2784577.stm"&gt;freedom fries&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;?&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;post script: thank you &lt;a href="http://www.google.com"&gt;google&lt;/a&gt;. and happy birthday einstein!!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4083665-90747192?l=misspentyouth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083665/posts/default/90747192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083665/posts/default/90747192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misspentyouth.blogspot.com/2003_03_09_archive.html#90747192' title=''/><author><name>Dwight</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02672232686135658091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4083665.post-90686231</id><published>2003-03-13T19:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-03-14T20:37:50.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>*brief haiku*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;decathlon darling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;once a ho- always, you know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;jackalina? LAARF!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4083665-90686231?l=misspentyouth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083665/posts/default/90686231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083665/posts/default/90686231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misspentyouth.blogspot.com/2003_03_09_archive.html#90686231' title=''/><author><name>Dwight</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02672232686135658091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4083665.post-90685875</id><published>2003-03-13T19:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-03-13T19:16:15.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font face="lucida console"&gt;a jak fall; a lass; a lad; a ass salad&lt;p&gt;i'm the TA for an Intro to Computer class. i have a blog (thus my ramblings here, because what is this if not a blog?). i am html friendly. i can upload, download, and generally screw around on my laptop. i'm a fucking wizard, no?&lt;br /&gt;so why does mavis beacon insist that i dont know how to type? ive had to spend the past week relearning the "home keys" (asdf jkl;) and, according to the test i was forced to take today, i can type one- that's right, &lt;i&gt;ONE(1)&lt;/i&gt; word per minute. can't beat 100% accuracy though. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4083665-90685875?l=misspentyouth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083665/posts/default/90685875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083665/posts/default/90685875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misspentyouth.blogspot.com/2003_03_09_archive.html#90685875' title=''/><author><name>Dwight</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02672232686135658091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4083665.post-90439563</id><published>2003-03-09T21:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-03-09T21:34:04.590-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://www.yurmama.com/nate.jpg" border=1&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is this not THE best picture ever? i love how he's workin' the ethnic look. college students. sigh. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4083665-90439563?l=misspentyouth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083665/posts/default/90439563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083665/posts/default/90439563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misspentyouth.blogspot.com/2003_03_09_archive.html#90439563' title=''/><author><name>rechle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07973855634029273596</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4083665.post-90387207</id><published>2003-03-08T21:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-03-08T21:23:43.076-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>NICOLE'S NEWS UPDATE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;many things have happened since i've written last. i went back to school, and the shock of the first day of the last semester ever was just too much for me and i got sick and stayed home on friday. i am being forced to take a ninth grade english class, and our first assignment was a daunting and unheard of task, yes, you guessed it, we had to "learn" how to write a letter. DEAR GOD! I'M NOT READY FOR THIS! yeah, it was pretty embarassing. it was also embarassing when the teacher had us go around and introduce ourselves, stating our age, and where we'd like to go to college in 4 years. (har har) "hi!!! my name is amanda and i'm 14 years old, and someday i'm going to go to standord and when i grow up i'm going to be a lawyer!" teacher: "that's great! what a ambitious child you are! and how about you dear, what's your name?" me: "uh, hi. my name is nicole, and, ehem, i'm, uh, 18  years old, and this summer i'm going to start at san francisco state." teacher: "oh, well, that's...great. good for you. who's next?"&lt;br /&gt;and so on. it's going to be a long long semester.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4083665-90387207?l=misspentyouth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083665/posts/default/90387207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083665/posts/default/90387207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misspentyouth.blogspot.com/2003_03_02_archive.html#90387207' title=''/><author><name>hooty mcboob </name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17596413566802605137</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4083665.post-90039583</id><published>2003-03-03T00:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-03-03T00:13:35.326-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>disclaimer: ok, ok, i know i spelled choked wrong, i tried to edit it and it didn't work so laugh your ass off at me, it's OK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LENA'S PARTY-BREEDING GROUND FOR ANGRY MEXICANS, BLINK 182 COVER BANDS, AND UNDERAGE DRINKING-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe the only good way to sum up the night is this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ran from katya, juan wanted to kill gabe, i wanted to kill juan, katya wants to fuck gabe, and lena spent the whole night making out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4083665-90039583?l=misspentyouth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083665/posts/default/90039583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083665/posts/default/90039583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misspentyouth.blogspot.com/2003_03_02_archive.html#90039583' title=''/><author><name>hooty mcboob </name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17596413566802605137</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4083665.post-89690476</id><published>2003-02-24T20:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-02-24T20:23:53.996-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>-A VERY SERIOUS CONVERSATION BETWEEN RACHEL AND NICOLE-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anabisue:	 hey, is confussed with two s's or one?&lt;br /&gt;joonHoFANTA:	 one&lt;br /&gt;Anabisue:	 confused?&lt;br /&gt;Anabisue:	 ok&lt;br /&gt;Anabisue:	 that's what i thought (lol, sure)&lt;br /&gt;joonHoFANTA:	 haha&lt;br /&gt;joonHoFANTA:	 i am the messiah of spelling and grammar&lt;br /&gt;Anabisue:	 you'd think i'd beat you out in that catagory, my mother being the ubermessiah, but no...someone played a nasty trick on me&lt;br /&gt;joonHoFANTA:	 god?&lt;br /&gt;Anabisue:	 maybe.&lt;br /&gt;Anabisue:	 maybe the cocaine&lt;br /&gt;joonHoFANTA:	 cocaine???&lt;br /&gt;Anabisue:	 the pile my mother snorted while i was in utero&lt;br /&gt;joonHoFANTA:	 omg!!!&lt;br /&gt;joonHoFANTA:	 thats hilar!!&lt;br /&gt;Anabisue:	 isn't that awful?&lt;br /&gt;joonHoFANTA:	 what a biatch!!&lt;br /&gt;Anabisue:	 i'm retarded cause of her&lt;br /&gt;Anabisue:	 for a while i didn't even know how to SPELL retarded&lt;br /&gt;joonHoFANTA:	 that sucks&lt;br /&gt;Anabisue:	 sigh &lt;br /&gt;Anabisue:	 it sucks being dumb&lt;br /&gt;joonHoFANTA:	 well at least it's not your fault&lt;br /&gt;Anabisue:	 true&lt;br /&gt;Anabisue:	 i get along ok&lt;br /&gt;joonHoFANTA:	 hahaa&lt;br /&gt;Anabisue:	 i can walk, i mean, look at axal&lt;br /&gt;joonHoFANTA:	 hey- you got into college&lt;br /&gt;joonHoFANTA:	 you overcame adversity&lt;br /&gt;Anabisue:	 how much coke did HIS mother do?&lt;br /&gt;joonHoFANTA:	 bwahahhaa&lt;br /&gt;joonHoFANTA:	 a whole fucking lot&lt;br /&gt;joonHoFANTA:	 poor armenian crack baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4083665-89690476?l=misspentyouth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083665/posts/default/89690476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083665/posts/default/89690476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misspentyouth.blogspot.com/2003_02_23_archive.html#89690476' title=''/><author><name>hooty mcboob </name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17596413566802605137</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4083665.post-89581865</id><published>2003-02-22T20:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-02-22T20:26:11.100-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i suppose i did get my groove on.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4083665-89581865?l=misspentyouth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083665/posts/default/89581865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083665/posts/default/89581865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misspentyouth.blogspot.com/2003_02_16_archive.html#89581865' title=''/><author><name>Dwight</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02672232686135658091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4083665.post-89545148</id><published>2003-02-22T01:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-02-22T01:46:21.250-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>BITCH! my story! not yours! ah hell. i could'nt of summed it up better anyway. the highlight of my night was...uh, i'm not sure. but there were no "show downs", unfortunatly. i did not kill katya, juan did not kill me, gabe did not kill juan, and lena, as far as i know, did not cry. edwin kissed my video camera, katrina is a new american idol, or at least until she sobbers up, and gabe c-walked the night away. ah, to be an adolescent. wait, i'm an adult now. or am i? it's one thirty in the morning, i'm rambling, goodnight, folks. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4083665-89545148?l=misspentyouth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083665/posts/default/89545148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083665/posts/default/89545148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misspentyouth.blogspot.com/2003_02_16_archive.html#89545148' title=''/><author><name>hooty mcboob </name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17596413566802605137</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4083665.post-89543698</id><published>2003-02-22T00:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-02-22T00:32:01.490-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>UPDATE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bo was there, juan, however was not. katrina and company were extremely fucked up, and tara accompanied them- as i danced awkwardly to "it's your birthday" by 50 cent. gabe was lookin' sharp and jackie, i'm presuming, had an excellent time. the end.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4083665-89543698?l=misspentyouth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083665/posts/default/89543698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083665/posts/default/89543698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misspentyouth.blogspot.com/2003_02_16_archive.html#89543698' title=''/><author><name>rechle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07973855634029273596</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4083665.post-89462522</id><published>2003-02-20T15:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-02-20T15:46:23.210-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>-LATEST BREAKING NEWS- MARSHALL'S ANNUAL WINTER FORMAL TO BE HELD IN "BIG GYM" FRIDAY NIGHT-&lt;br /&gt;                ah, dances. Marshall high school is notorious for putting on annual random dances, like tomorrow's upcoming shindig, the annual winter formal. In my opinion it is the most pointless of the dances. homecoming is to celebrate a  new year, prom is of course to celebrate the graduating class, wait, then there's the aloha dance, which celebrates dressing like hula girls and drinking pineapple juice...ok, ok, so the winter formal is the second most pointless dance. it is, never-the-less, a good excuse to get dressed up nd partake in underage drinking. rachel, jackie and I shall be attending, our hopes high, it is to be a night of dancing, and by the looks of it, a night of big huge stand-offs. maybe some of you who have been living in caves for the past 3 months haven't heard about the drama i've been subjected to, concerning boys, especially boys who's names start with j and end with uan. well, rumor has it that marshall's very own bo barrett, everybodies favorite white boy, is part of the winter formal court. so the big question is....will he or wont he bring his boyfriend? and will tara be present? these questions will all be reveiled to us tomorrow night. stay posted for a disturbingly detailed account of the evening from me, your lovable bird nick-hole. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4083665-89462522?l=misspentyouth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083665/posts/default/89462522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083665/posts/default/89462522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misspentyouth.blogspot.com/2003_02_16_archive.html#89462522' title=''/><author><name>hooty mcboob </name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17596413566802605137</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4083665.post-89128620</id><published>2003-02-14T20:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-02-14T20:42:38.006-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hahaha, guess who's the owner of a new laptop? nevermind what i said earlier- best valentine's day &lt;i&gt;ever!!!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4083665-89128620?l=misspentyouth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083665/posts/default/89128620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083665/posts/default/89128620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misspentyouth.blogspot.com/2003_02_09_archive.html#89128620' title=''/><author><name>Dwight</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02672232686135658091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4083665.post-89117074</id><published>2003-02-14T15:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-02-14T15:32:44.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>BATHROOM ADVENTURES WITH JACKIE valentine day edition&lt;P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;diet coke addiction has subsided, yet i have to fill the void with water and orange juice (especially to wash out the taste of too much chocolate for breakfast). during one of my many daily trips to the bathroom, i overheard 2 girls talking about their "valentimes". and although, inside the bathroom stall i laughed bitterly as they talked about how "cuuute" it was that they got stuffed bears and wilting flowers, beneath the cold uncaring exterior, i knew i was really pulling a nathan. i don't care. think i care? because i don't. care, i mean. mwahahaha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt; anyway, im not stupid. i know it's a stupid excuse by hallmark to get people to buy things, i know we should all show our love for each other all year long. not stopping me from being a festive lil ho, but i do know better. anyway, i had a very nice lunch with my mother. &lt;i&gt;Raymond side note: HAHAHAHAHA GIO DIDN'T GET JAKCIE ANYTHING HAHAHAHAHA, bye. &lt;/i&gt; i love how no one cares to fix my typo'd name...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mnftiu.cc/mnftiu.cc/war18.html"&gt;*happy national sanctity of life day*&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4083665-89117074?l=misspentyouth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083665/posts/default/89117074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083665/posts/default/89117074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misspentyouth.blogspot.com/2003_02_09_archive.html#89117074' title=''/><author><name>Dwight</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02672232686135658091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4083665.post-89009091</id><published>2003-02-12T18:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-02-12T18:49:30.683-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sometimes it feels like i've been in decathlon forever. maybe even my whole life. last weekend my parents (y hermanita tambien) attended a family party. one of my cousins inquired about my whereabouts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt; DAD: jackie is at academic decathlon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt; COUSIN: ::shocked silence:: oh my. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt; DAD: ::amused but concerned:: what is it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt; COUSIN: i thought... i thought jackie was &lt;i&gt;catholic&lt;/i&gt;!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4083665-89009091?l=misspentyouth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083665/posts/default/89009091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083665/posts/default/89009091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misspentyouth.blogspot.com/2003_02_09_archive.html#89009091' title=''/><author><name>Dwight</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02672232686135658091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4083665.post-88745126</id><published>2003-02-07T22:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-02-07T22:02:13.313-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>questionaires suck. im sorry i bothered. it will be posted at a later date, when i have better mastery of HTML&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4083665-88745126?l=misspentyouth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083665/posts/default/88745126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083665/posts/default/88745126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misspentyouth.blogspot.com/2003_02_02_archive.html#88745126' title=''/><author><name>Dwight</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02672232686135658091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4083665.post-88413753</id><published>2003-02-01T23:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-02-01T23:39:56.426-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my floor is relatively clean. a gift from my mother for scoring a perfect ten in the USAD superquiz oral relay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt; gee, thats nice and all, but the chinese kid got money...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4083665-88413753?l=misspentyouth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083665/posts/default/88413753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083665/posts/default/88413753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misspentyouth.blogspot.com/2003_01_26_archive.html#88413753' title=''/><author><name>Dwight</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02672232686135658091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4083665.post-88404154</id><published>2003-02-01T19:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-02-01T19:14:30.636-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>things on my floor:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing! we got new carpeting and i just vaccuumed. my mom will kill me if i put anything on it. bah! &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4083665-88404154?l=misspentyouth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083665/posts/default/88404154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083665/posts/default/88404154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misspentyouth.blogspot.com/2003_01_26_archive.html#88404154' title=''/><author><name>rechle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07973855634029273596</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4083665.post-88354525</id><published>2003-01-31T16:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-01-31T16:48:51.310-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A true account of 20 actual things on my floor:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 scotch tape dispenser&lt;br /&gt;1 empty pizza box&lt;br /&gt;2 empty starbucks coffee cups&lt;br /&gt;1 empty coke can&lt;br /&gt;1 yellow lighter&lt;br /&gt;1 telephone&lt;br /&gt;1 drumstick wrapper&lt;br /&gt;1 half empty bottle of assorted fruit juice&lt;br /&gt;1 mini flashlight&lt;br /&gt;6 dirty white socks&lt;br /&gt;1 portable cd player&lt;br /&gt;1 mangeled copy of the "Animal Times"&lt;br /&gt;1 folded up map of the middle east&lt;br /&gt;1 camera&lt;br /&gt;1 empty bag from barns and noble&lt;br /&gt;1 cometbus issue, number 49&lt;br /&gt;1 empty pack of marlboro lights&lt;br /&gt;1 pink piece of yarn&lt;br /&gt;1 bottle of nail polish&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the end. have a nice day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4083665-88354525?l=misspentyouth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083665/posts/default/88354525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083665/posts/default/88354525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misspentyouth.blogspot.com/2003_01_26_archive.html#88354525' title=''/><author><name>hooty mcboob </name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17596413566802605137</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4083665.post-88256877</id><published>2003-01-30T00:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-01-30T00:03:13.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>CONFESSIONS OF A (DIET) COKE ADDICT&lt;P&gt;"red red wine" is playing on endless loop in the background, and i believe i burned my decathlon sweater while experimenting w/ vegan quesadillas (dont try this at home, kids). but everything is all right. &lt;P&gt; why am i kidding myself? everything&lt;br /&gt; is not fine. i have a problem. guys... i have a diet coke addiction. i started out one can a week. all the cool kids were doing it. i'd have a can at parties. id have a medium filled at the movie theater. i was on top of the world. &lt;P&gt; then it started all falling apart. i started drinking on my own. maybe one can a day. then i started filching diet cokes from my unknowing father. i'd go to the 7-11, filling up a big gulp, drinking half of it, then refilling. i started moving to the harder stuff once diet cokes stopped providing enough caffeine to keep me awake. i suspected my tolerance was severely altered when i promptly fell asleep after two red bulls. still, i kept chugging away. im now up to four cans a day. im shaky, my circulation is whack, and im dizzy and whizzy as hell. i realize i need help. but its just too easy. everyone is an enabler to my habit. the poor naive grocer at gelson's- does he know that im going to go through this 12 pack in 2 days?&lt;P&gt;calorie free, refreshing, and relatively inexpenisve- but is it worth it?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4083665-88256877?l=misspentyouth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083665/posts/default/88256877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083665/posts/default/88256877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misspentyouth.blogspot.com/2003_01_26_archive.html#88256877' title=''/><author><name>Dwight</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02672232686135658091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4083665.post-88177761</id><published>2003-01-28T14:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-01-28T14:00:19.186-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>are you saying that i'm fat?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4083665-88177761?l=misspentyouth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083665/posts/default/88177761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083665/posts/default/88177761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misspentyouth.blogspot.com/2003_01_26_archive.html#88177761' title=''/><author><name>hooty mcboob </name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17596413566802605137</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4083665.post-88170786</id><published>2003-01-28T11:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-01-28T11:40:16.603-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey- you may be fat, but you have a car.and if you go to round table, get a gourmet veggie. half the fat, double the taste (well, in my opinion).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4083665-88170786?l=misspentyouth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083665/posts/default/88170786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083665/posts/default/88170786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misspentyouth.blogspot.com/2003_01_26_archive.html#88170786' title=''/><author><name>rechle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07973855634029273596</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4083665.post-88140697</id><published>2003-01-27T21:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-01-27T21:24:41.600-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i sound like charlie kaufman. &lt;br /&gt;" i feel sick. i think i'm going to throw up. maybe i'm pregnent, maybe it's food poisoning, food bourne illness affects 400,000,000 people everyyear. so i probably have food poisonging cause god knows i'm not getting any sex so why would i be pregnant? ernie and gabe want me to go to roundtable with them. should i eat pizza? no, i'd throw up and make a scene. i should eat a salad. a big one. and some tomatoes. yeah, that's what i'll do. i could really use some vegeatbles. then maybe my big flabby stomach would go away. i'm so fat. if i ate more salads i wouldn't be so fat. i bet everyone thinks i'm fat. maybe my mirrors are crooked so i think i look skinny but i'm actually 20 pounds heavier than i think i look. i should exercise. i'm going to go take a run, yeah, right now."&lt;br /&gt;::goes to roundtable and eats pizza::&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4083665-88140697?l=misspentyouth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083665/posts/default/88140697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083665/posts/default/88140697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misspentyouth.blogspot.com/2003_01_26_archive.html#88140697' title=''/><author><name>hooty mcboob </name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17596413566802605137</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4083665.post-88136833</id><published>2003-01-27T20:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-01-27T20:03:53.880-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Good old Holden:	how on god's green fuckin earth are asians even remotely funny?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4083665-88136833?l=misspentyouth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083665/posts/default/88136833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083665/posts/default/88136833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misspentyouth.blogspot.com/2003_01_26_archive.html#88136833' title=''/><author><name>rechle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07973855634029273596</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4083665.post-88134833</id><published>2003-01-27T19:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-01-27T19:37:13.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://www.bullcrar.mondoego.com/0pix/2002-9-10/thumb/DSCF0043.jpg" border=1&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mmmm... tacos...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;from &lt;a href="http://www.bullcrar.com"&gt;bullcrar.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4083665-88134833?l=misspentyouth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083665/posts/default/88134833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083665/posts/default/88134833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misspentyouth.blogspot.com/2003_01_26_archive.html#88134833' title=''/><author><name>rechle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07973855634029273596</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4083665.post-88066369</id><published>2003-01-26T15:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-01-26T15:49:07.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt; &lt;FONT COLOR="#0FF000"&gt;ISN'T IT WEIRD...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt; &lt;P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...that my interview judge was named "Lynn Rivera"? that's gotta be a good omen really- what are the odds?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4083665-88066369?l=misspentyouth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083665/posts/default/88066369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083665/posts/default/88066369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misspentyouth.blogspot.com/2003_01_26_archive.html#88066369' title=''/><author><name>Dwight</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02672232686135658091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4083665.post-88065692</id><published>2003-01-26T15:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-01-26T15:16:44.323-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>go... FOOTBALL!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4083665-88065692?l=misspentyouth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083665/posts/default/88065692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083665/posts/default/88065692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misspentyouth.blogspot.com/2003_01_26_archive.html#88065692' title=''/><author><name>rechle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07973855634029273596</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4083665.post-87999006</id><published>2003-01-25T00:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-01-25T00:16:03.986-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>IS NICOLE STRESSED OUT?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have it easy. You exhibit a stress percentage of&lt;br /&gt;31%&lt;br /&gt;which is well below average. Quite likely, you are lazy and retarded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good to know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4083665-87999006?l=misspentyouth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083665/posts/default/87999006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083665/posts/default/87999006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misspentyouth.blogspot.com/2003_01_19_archive.html#87999006' title=''/><author><name>hooty mcboob </name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17596413566802605137</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4083665.post-87982111</id><published>2003-01-24T15:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-01-24T15:40:43.553-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey, gnorm, i think you might be on to something. not only should you take a picture of axel, you should take pictures of me with axel, and you too! and then we can have an AXEL and friends section. fun!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4083665-87982111?l=misspentyouth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083665/posts/default/87982111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083665/posts/default/87982111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misspentyouth.blogspot.com/2003_01_19_archive.html#87982111' title=''/><author><name>hooty mcboob </name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17596413566802605137</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4083665.post-87978251</id><published>2003-01-24T14:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-01-24T14:50:12.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>BATHROOM ADVENTURES WITH JACKIE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;as an admitted diet coke junkie, i spend quite a large chunk of my day running to the bathroom to relieve my poor bladder (the addiction wrecks havoc upon it, naturally). it is always an adventure, even more so during scheduled class time than during lunch breaks. its always full of girls (sometimes boys) who are &lt;i&gt;supposed to&lt;/i&gt;  be in class, but for some reason or another, aren't. i waltz in, innocently readjusting my bra, and come face to face with a silent chola, readjusting her eyebrows. sometimes there are the criers, who either broke up with their boyfriends or realized their period is late. there is the gaggle of armenian girls, bragging how this is the 4th day of the week they’ve been out of their 4th period class. the lonely misfit girl sits quietly in the handicap stall, changing cd after cd. then there are the troublemakers, who transform the immaculate restrooms of 3rd period into the filthy, pretzel laden and paper-free disaster area one is most likely to find after school. yuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4083665-87978251?l=misspentyouth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083665/posts/default/87978251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083665/posts/default/87978251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misspentyouth.blogspot.com/2003_01_19_archive.html#87978251' title=''/><author><name>Dwight</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02672232686135658091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4083665.post-87941815</id><published>2003-01-23T21:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-01-23T21:40:44.196-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>we should invite axle to blog here. it might liven things up a bit. just a thought.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4083665-87941815?l=misspentyouth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083665/posts/default/87941815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083665/posts/default/87941815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misspentyouth.blogspot.com/2003_01_19_archive.html#87941815' title=''/><author><name>rechle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07973855634029273596</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4083665.post-87936784</id><published>2003-01-23T19:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-01-23T19:53:39.840-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm starting to feel sorry for the people who come to this site. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4083665-87936784?l=misspentyouth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083665/posts/default/87936784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083665/posts/default/87936784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misspentyouth.blogspot.com/2003_01_19_archive.html#87936784' title=''/><author><name>hooty mcboob </name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17596413566802605137</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4083665.post-87886930</id><published>2003-01-22T22:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-01-22T23:10:38.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.quizdiva.com/virginwhorequiz.html"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.quizdiva.net/virgin-and-whore.jpg" alt="half virgin half whore" width="150" height="150" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2&gt;You Are &lt;a href="http://www.quizdiva.com/virginandwhore.html"&gt;1/2 Virgin, 1/2 Whore&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;br /&gt;50-50, baby! Ah, you are fairly normal. You have sex, though to you it's not more exciting than a new designer outfit.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secretly, you are a adventurous soul just waiting for someone to take control. Open up a little, and you'll show your guy the best sex ever.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's nothing to be afraid of - except fainting from multiple orgasms!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are great at kissing, getting yourself off, and using your hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.quizdiva.com/virginwhorequiz.html"&gt;&lt;font size="+1&lt;/div&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;::gasp!!:: surprise surprise&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4083665-87886930?l=misspentyouth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083665/posts/default/87886930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083665/posts/default/87886930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misspentyouth.blogspot.com/2003_01_19_archive.html#87886930' title=''/><author><name>Dwight</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02672232686135658091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4083665.post-87868960</id><published>2003-01-22T16:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-01-22T16:16:03.480-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im such a silly hobag... ::sigh::&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt; why must people allow me to get away w/ my general hobagishness? im not kidding. ive been such a hobag lately, and people are practically congratulating me.&lt;P&gt;&lt;P&gt;it's just strange, is all...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4083665-87868960?l=misspentyouth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083665/posts/default/87868960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083665/posts/default/87868960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misspentyouth.blogspot.com/2003_01_19_archive.html#87868960' title=''/><author><name>Dwight</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02672232686135658091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4083665.post-87821859</id><published>2003-01-21T20:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-01-21T20:08:34.050-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>AND NOW.... another inspirational installment of GLENDALE ADVENTURES!!&lt;br /&gt;(brought to you by that lovable hobag picole)&lt;br /&gt;today's issue....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TOTO- WE'RE NOT IN GLENDALE ANYMORE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, today after my political science class i hopped on the wrong bus and ended up hopelessly lost in pasadena or la crescenta or some other equally foreign city. i walked around for 3 hours desperately trying to find a landmark i recognized, until i came upon the dmv, and called my dad, who promptly came and rescued me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;needless to mention, apparently, not all the bee lines go to the galeria.&lt;br /&gt;new to me, of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4083665-87821859?l=misspentyouth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083665/posts/default/87821859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083665/posts/default/87821859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misspentyouth.blogspot.com/2003_01_19_archive.html#87821859' title=''/><author><name>hooty mcboob </name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17596413566802605137</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4083665.post-87773291</id><published>2003-01-20T23:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-01-21T00:00:22.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yeah, donde? TOP REASONS I FEEL UNWORTHY OF WADE-NESS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;1. i rarely post now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;2 i dont go to girl scouts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;3 i pulled an AB and said i ws going to quit blogging and came back within a week&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;4 im a little hobag&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt; all things considered, i think i need a new picture.... PS happy martin luther king jr day! (someone has gotta be somewhat politically correct around here). i hope everyone had good fun celebrating the martin &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4083665-87773291?l=misspentyouth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083665/posts/default/87773291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083665/posts/default/87773291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misspentyouth.blogspot.com/2003_01_19_archive.html#87773291' title=''/><author><name>Dwight</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02672232686135658091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4083665.post-87762796</id><published>2003-01-20T19:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-01-20T19:29:15.316-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey foo, where be our archives?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4083665-87762796?l=misspentyouth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083665/posts/default/87762796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083665/posts/default/87762796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misspentyouth.blogspot.com/2003_01_19_archive.html#87762796' title=''/><author><name>hooty mcboob </name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17596413566802605137</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4083665.post-87672834</id><published>2003-01-19T00:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-01-19T00:20:56.373-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>MISSUNDERSTOOD "CLAM BUMPER" SPEAKS OUT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why am i mad? i'm mad at everything. i'm mad at girls, at boys, i'm mad at humans. humans, i tell ya. but on a completely different subject....&lt;br /&gt;what is so wrong about eating in restaurants by yourself? i do it all the time. changing the subject again, i maxed out my credit card and i don't have enough money to pay it. can anyone help me out with a few extra bucks????&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4083665-87672834?l=misspentyouth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083665/posts/default/87672834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083665/posts/default/87672834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misspentyouth.blogspot.com/2003_01_19_archive.html#87672834' title=''/><author><name>hooty mcboob </name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17596413566802605137</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4083665.post-87628041</id><published>2003-01-17T22:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-01-17T22:10:25.590-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://www.yurmama.com/misspentyouthpic.gif" border=1&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why ever are you mad, my dear?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4083665-87628041?l=misspentyouth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083665/posts/default/87628041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083665/posts/default/87628041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misspentyouth.blogspot.com/2003_01_12_archive.html#87628041' title=''/><author><name>rechle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07973855634029273596</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4083665.post-87575598</id><published>2003-01-16T21:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-01-16T21:33:59.190-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OH MY FUCKING GOD. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am so mad today. i felt like punching a hole in my wall. but other than that, yay! we're going to college!!!! can you belive it? sfu, here we come!! (i know that's corny)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4083665-87575598?l=misspentyouth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083665/posts/default/87575598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083665/posts/default/87575598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misspentyouth.blogspot.com/2003_01_12_archive.html#87575598' title=''/><author><name>hooty mcboob </name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17596413566802605137</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4083665.post-87572167</id><published>2003-01-16T20:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-01-16T20:17:31.350-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://www.yurmama.com/misspentyouthpic.gif" border=1&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WE ARE COLLEGE BOUND&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and who would have thought? we should go over to ERHS to pay a visit to mr. siv m. si and laugh in his cambodian face. BWAHAHAHAHA!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4083665-87572167?l=misspentyouth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083665/posts/default/87572167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083665/posts/default/87572167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misspentyouth.blogspot.com/2003_01_12_archive.html#87572167' title=''/><author><name>rechle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07973855634029273596</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4083665.post-87434482</id><published>2003-01-14T12:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-03-11T16:56:55.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://www.yurmama.com/wade.gif" border=1&gt;I HAVE YOUR JACLYN version 2.0&lt;P&gt;pardon me, &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;760&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; average score. at least. so i shall blog no more, forever (or at least for the next 2 and a half weeks... whichever comes first)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4083665-87434482?l=misspentyouth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083665/posts/default/87434482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083665/posts/default/87434482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misspentyouth.blogspot.com/2003_01_12_archive.html#87434482' title=''/><author><name>Dwight</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02672232686135658091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4083665.post-87429028</id><published>2003-01-14T10:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-01-14T12:44:14.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://www.yurmama.com/wade.gif" border=1&gt;I HAVE YOUR JACLYN&lt;P&gt; **newsflash**&lt;P&gt; LOS ANGELES- devastation has struck the household of missing student jaclyn "littlebear" (all names have been changed to protect the privacy of individuals involved). apparently, jaclyn was abducted by 8 other students, a rowdy gang calling themselves the "decathletes". Ringleaders "leo nejia" and "jerry goldberg" have disclosed information to the police on her whereabouts, and the condition of her possible return. in their statement, they say "[she] will not be released until she has both an acceptable knowlege of romantic music, and an average score of 680 in all suject tests."&lt;P&gt;jaclyn's parents are stunned. "680? are you kidding me??" father "rigoberto littlebear" exclaimed in the press conference."why, that girl would be lucky to reach 50%! lets face it, she doesnt even have a clue what 'fiscal policy' is." mother "matherine littlebear" agrees. "gosh, i always tried to get that girl to study. i said to her, i said, 'jackie, go study. what is this blogger business? you've already spent an hour watching degrassi and pete and pete reruns!' that poor girl doesn't even have a clue what the theory of cosines is. i suppose i have given up hope of seeing her again, but at least i have another daughter."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4083665-87429028?l=misspentyouth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083665/posts/default/87429028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083665/posts/default/87429028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misspentyouth.blogspot.com/2003_01_12_archive.html#87429028' title=''/><author><name>Dwight</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02672232686135658091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4083665.post-87428298</id><published>2003-01-14T10:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-01-14T10:24:24.593-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://www.yurmama.com/wade.gif" border=1&gt;I AM OBSESSED W/ ADAPTATION&lt;P&gt; i keep finding myself having charlie kaufman moments.&lt;P&gt;"I need to study econ. my scores would be so much better if i just started studying. i could be the highest ranking varsity decathlete if i tried. im going to outline the economics of energy. then im going to take a test. im going to do that... right now." &lt;P&gt; ::puts in the adaptation dvd and falls asleep in front of the tv... for the 3rd time this week::&lt;P&gt; "Fossils were the only thing that made sense to me in this fucked up world."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4083665-87428298?l=misspentyouth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083665/posts/default/87428298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083665/posts/default/87428298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misspentyouth.blogspot.com/2003_01_12_archive.html#87428298' title=''/><author><name>Dwight</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02672232686135658091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4083665.post-87398516</id><published>2003-01-13T20:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-01-13T20:04:09.883-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A THOUGHT ON COMMUNITY COLLEGE:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The nice thing about college is that you can smoke on campus. There are no deans roaming around waiting to bust you for an inappropriate tank top or asking you why you aren't in class. The only things that bug me are the people. Everywhere i look i see a date rapist. I mean, these people are weird. Half of the student population look like rule abiding citizens just trying to get an education, the other half consists of&lt;br /&gt;1) asian gangsters&lt;br /&gt;2)armenian mafia members&lt;br /&gt;3) whorish looking armenian girls&lt;br /&gt;4) more armenians (hey, this is glendale after all)&lt;br /&gt;5) older men who should of graduated decades ago who ask you to see your notes for a class you don't even have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, the humanity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4083665-87398516?l=misspentyouth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083665/posts/default/87398516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083665/posts/default/87398516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misspentyouth.blogspot.com/2003_01_12_archive.html#87398516' title=''/><author><name>hooty mcboob </name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17596413566802605137</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4083665.post-87383083</id><published>2003-01-13T17:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-01-13T18:41:08.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://www.yurmama.com/wade.gif" border=1&gt;I AM YOUR WADE &lt;P&gt;uhhh... guys?? how do you delete??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4083665-87383083?l=misspentyouth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083665/posts/default/87383083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4083665/posts/default/87383083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misspentyouth.blogspot.com/2003_01_12_archive.html#87383083' title=''/><author><name>Dwight</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02672232686135658091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
