<?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-6511195159306021339</id><updated>2011-06-09T08:24:44.426-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kendree's Kaleidoscope Life</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kennypooh.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6511195159306021339/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kennypooh.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Kendree Brinae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14271832126413646163</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_KL30WpKPz4/TfDk_5Cc3bI/AAAAAAAAAMk/awFHlK1WaqE/s220/brie%2527el-1.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>8</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6511195159306021339.post-6304811031546509155</id><published>2009-02-08T20:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T21:15:36.075-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Okay okay okay</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I'm sorry for never posting! Life has been a little &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;hectic&lt;/span&gt; lately, but things are settling down. Turns out I'm not going to &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;Highland&lt;/span&gt; my last two years like I wanted to :( BUT I do get to go there for summer school!!! YAY FOR SUMMER SCHOOL!! Can I get a &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;"WHOOP WHOOP!!!"?&lt;/span&gt; I am &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;crossing my fingers&lt;/span&gt; for the &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;gum smacker&lt;/span&gt;, man I miss that kid, and the cutie. I want him in there too :D I will be taking History again, this time &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;Arizona/American History&lt;/span&gt;, so not as fun a &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;World History&lt;/span&gt; unfortunately. Well... I have decided on two careers, 1. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;ROCKSTAR&lt;/span&gt; 2. Magazine Editor-in-Chief in New York City (yeah baby &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;NYU&lt;/span&gt;)! I absolutley hate my hair and it's taking way too long to grow back out, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;REMIND&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;me again&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;WHY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I cut it??? &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;alk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt;ou&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;ater&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;xoxo&lt;/span&gt;-Ken&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6511195159306021339-6304811031546509155?l=kennypooh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kennypooh.blogspot.com/feeds/6304811031546509155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6511195159306021339&amp;postID=6304811031546509155' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6511195159306021339/posts/default/6304811031546509155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6511195159306021339/posts/default/6304811031546509155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kennypooh.blogspot.com/2009/02/okay-okay-okay.html' title='Okay okay okay'/><author><name>Kendree Brinae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14271832126413646163</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_KL30WpKPz4/TfDk_5Cc3bI/AAAAAAAAAMk/awFHlK1WaqE/s220/brie%2527el-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6511195159306021339.post-7281000500770566369</id><published>2008-12-10T20:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T20:55:12.600-08:00</updated><title type='text'>XOXOXOXO</title><content type='html'>My life is pretty uneventful, but it's the most wonderful time of the year, so I feel like bloggin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last weekend I went to &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;KACEE JENSON's&lt;/span&gt; b-day party at her &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;new casa&lt;/span&gt;, and I had soooo much fun! One of the girls got her two things of &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;FLARP&lt;/span&gt; so we were "flarpin" all night long. I was so &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;suprised&lt;/span&gt; to find out that not one of the girls there had heard of the &lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;Hershey Squirts&lt;/span&gt;! They thought that was pretty flippin hilarious. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Gross&lt;/span&gt;, I know, but I'm a rootin tootin kinda girl!! We were up soooooo late, thanks to Kacee's &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;NACHO LIBRE &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;impressions, which I must admit, ALMOST made me &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;pee my pants&lt;/span&gt; laughing! I had to record her on my phone, and I listen to it everyday!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;"I ate some bugs, I ate some &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;grass&lt;/span&gt;, I used my hands, to wipe my tears, and kiss your lips. No, no,no,no,no, no way &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Jose&lt;/span&gt;! Unless you want to, and then we'll put our mouths together..... AND &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;INCARNASIO&lt;/span&gt;-O and &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;INCARNASIO&lt;/span&gt;-O-O-O-O and &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;INCARNASIO&lt;/span&gt;-O-doodeedldo, and &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;INCARNASIO&lt;/span&gt;-O-O-O-O-O"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;UGHHHH I love that girl!!!!! hahahahaha... Well, we were sad when we had to leave, and some tears were shed, on my part anyway, and I miss her like &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;crazzzzzyyyy&lt;/span&gt;. I'm still waitin for the day when she calls me and &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;tells me that they are moving back&lt;/span&gt;, like next door this time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Only in my dreams.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;XOXO- Ken&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6511195159306021339-7281000500770566369?l=kennypooh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kennypooh.blogspot.com/feeds/7281000500770566369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6511195159306021339&amp;postID=7281000500770566369' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6511195159306021339/posts/default/7281000500770566369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6511195159306021339/posts/default/7281000500770566369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kennypooh.blogspot.com/2008/12/xoxoxoxo.html' title='XOXOXOXO'/><author><name>Kendree Brinae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14271832126413646163</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_KL30WpKPz4/TfDk_5Cc3bI/AAAAAAAAAMk/awFHlK1WaqE/s220/brie%2527el-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6511195159306021339.post-191429097616194705</id><published>2008-09-12T15:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T15:54:25.270-07:00</updated><title type='text'>fill in</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Sorry I haven't blogged in FOREVER! I am in a Business class this semester and I spend the whole hour typing, and so I don't want to come home and type. Ha! AND nothing really worth mentioning is going on in my life... Uhhhh... I have decided to grow my hair back out because it's a pain in the booty to style every single day. I only hate one class, Math, and it's only because of my psycho maniac teacher. My life consists of school, school and listening to my ipod. I'm actually going to a football game tonight with some friends and then we are having a SLEEPOVER!! I will be taking my camera and hopefully I'll get some hilarious pics to put on here. I think I want to redecorate my blog. I am bored. I love to sleep because I hardly get any. And yeah I don't like a guy right now and it sucks. I love liking a guy because it gives my something to think about other than school, school, and the music I'm listening to on my ipod. Geez Louis, I thought I was bored during the summer!!!! I am even more bored now that I'm in school. I am still dreaming of being a rockstar like my idols Paramore, and I now have a band--sort of-- and yeah. This is me being bored at this very moment... &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245271951876633170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_toT5AYw-tnU/SMrzDLHtMlI/AAAAAAAAAE8/luBdNJmkz1M/s320/BORED.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6511195159306021339-191429097616194705?l=kennypooh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kennypooh.blogspot.com/feeds/191429097616194705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6511195159306021339&amp;postID=191429097616194705' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6511195159306021339/posts/default/191429097616194705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6511195159306021339/posts/default/191429097616194705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kennypooh.blogspot.com/2008/09/fill-in.html' title='fill in'/><author><name>Kendree Brinae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14271832126413646163</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_KL30WpKPz4/TfDk_5Cc3bI/AAAAAAAAAMk/awFHlK1WaqE/s220/brie%2527el-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_toT5AYw-tnU/SMrzDLHtMlI/AAAAAAAAAE8/luBdNJmkz1M/s72-c/BORED.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6511195159306021339.post-4553085101608230614</id><published>2008-08-04T17:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-10T18:01:15.102-07:00</updated><title type='text'>There's Paramore Where That Came From</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Paramore.August 2, 2008.HOLY COW.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;On Saturday I attended the Paramore concert at the Mesa Amphitheatre. It was CrazyMaddnessAmazing. I am a huge ParaFan....{;D} There were 3 opening bands and then PARAMORE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_toT5AYw-tnU/SJpyJ_q0rUI/AAAAAAAAAC8/1He7RPFHdkg/s1600-h/DSCN0599.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231619433179688258" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_toT5AYw-tnU/SJpyJ_q0rUI/AAAAAAAAAC8/1He7RPFHdkg/s320/DSCN0599.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;Lead Singer of Paper Route&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_toT5AYw-tnU/SJpyl4pfq_I/AAAAAAAAADE/fpXT5Y2ZOYc/s1600-h/DSCN0607.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231619912331406322" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_toT5AYw-tnU/SJpyl4pfq_I/AAAAAAAAADE/fpXT5Y2ZOYc/s320/DSCN0607.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;Lead singer of Phanton Planet &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;(looking straight at my camera)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Lead Singer of Jack's Mannequin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_toT5AYw-tnU/SJpy2TpYzYI/AAAAAAAAADM/N5wbc1WzbLw/s1600-h/DSCN0623.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231620194456620418" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_toT5AYw-tnU/SJpy2TpYzYI/AAAAAAAAADM/N5wbc1WzbLw/s320/DSCN0623.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231620751747234050" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_toT5AYw-tnU/SJpzWvt0uQI/AAAAAAAAADU/sZ34yv_AaiI/s320/DSCN0636red.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Hayley and Jeremy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://localhost:1621/69140f6f21599498d9fb33a9ec83779e/image17062.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_toT5AYw-tnU/SJpzsk9r_RI/AAAAAAAAADc/fGeiEKAjgpA/s1600-h/DSCN0668.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231621126818102546" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_toT5AYw-tnU/SJpzsk9r_RI/AAAAAAAAADc/fGeiEKAjgpA/s320/DSCN0668.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;AWWW Josh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_toT5AYw-tnU/SJt0Jy2jYVI/AAAAAAAAADk/yBIuOg0pebA/s1600-h/DSCN0644.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231903103739191634" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_toT5AYw-tnU/SJt0Jy2jYVI/AAAAAAAAADk/yBIuOg0pebA/s320/DSCN0644.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Josh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_toT5AYw-tnU/SJt0XQraMmI/AAAAAAAAADs/WqlkSm1XuAg/s1600-h/DSCN0683.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231903335083815522" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_toT5AYw-tnU/SJt0XQraMmI/AAAAAAAAADs/WqlkSm1XuAg/s320/DSCN0683.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Another of Josh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_toT5AYw-tnU/SJt0mIm8IuI/AAAAAAAAAD0/ynU7Sb4VYL8/s1600-h/DSCN0655.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231903590615622370" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_toT5AYw-tnU/SJt0mIm8IuI/AAAAAAAAAD0/ynU7Sb4VYL8/s320/DSCN0655.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Whoa Hayley&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_toT5AYw-tnU/SJt3rWEitQI/AAAAAAAAAEE/tMjBZC6_g6A/s1600-h/DSCN0639.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231906978663675138" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_toT5AYw-tnU/SJt3rWEitQI/AAAAAAAAAEE/tMjBZC6_g6A/s320/DSCN0639.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Hayley&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_toT5AYw-tnU/SJt4AWrBvQI/AAAAAAAAAEM/iRGOyGQxRjg/s1600-h/DSCN0637.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231907339602345218" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_toT5AYw-tnU/SJt4AWrBvQI/AAAAAAAAAEM/iRGOyGQxRjg/s320/DSCN0637.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Hayley's Amazing Hair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_toT5AYw-tnU/SJt4cxpTGJI/AAAAAAAAAEU/-Cx5XiY-tas/s1600-h/DSCN0702.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231907827879188626" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_toT5AYw-tnU/SJt4cxpTGJI/AAAAAAAAAEU/-Cx5XiY-tas/s320/DSCN0702.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Can you tell where I was standing??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_toT5AYw-tnU/SJt5A2bUBdI/AAAAAAAAAEc/u0i-FmaZWEc/s1600-h/DSCN0642.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231908447637997010" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_toT5AYw-tnU/SJt5A2bUBdI/AAAAAAAAAEc/u0i-FmaZWEc/s320/DSCN0642.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hayley&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_toT5AYw-tnU/SJt1cBfoPaI/AAAAAAAAAD8/AhLkxyF71SI/s1600-h/DSCN0672.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231904516418846114" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_toT5AYw-tnU/SJt1cBfoPaI/AAAAAAAAAD8/AhLkxyF71SI/s320/DSCN0672.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;The &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;most&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;amazing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;TURE!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I totally tried sending these to them on their website, but it wasn't workin! Ughhhh hopefullly I can try again and win "photo of the week" :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6511195159306021339-4553085101608230614?l=kennypooh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kennypooh.blogspot.com/feeds/4553085101608230614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6511195159306021339&amp;postID=4553085101608230614' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6511195159306021339/posts/default/4553085101608230614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6511195159306021339/posts/default/4553085101608230614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kennypooh.blogspot.com/2008/08/theres-paramore-where-that-came-from.html' title='There&apos;s Paramore Where That Came From'/><author><name>Kendree Brinae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14271832126413646163</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_KL30WpKPz4/TfDk_5Cc3bI/AAAAAAAAAMk/awFHlK1WaqE/s220/brie%2527el-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_toT5AYw-tnU/SJpyJ_q0rUI/AAAAAAAAAC8/1He7RPFHdkg/s72-c/DSCN0599.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6511195159306021339.post-4658200071086157085</id><published>2008-07-10T17:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-10T17:33:59.379-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ouch.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;NAME: BITTER, KENDREE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ACT #: 7116&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DOB: 05/25/93 AGE:15&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DR: PROR, SHEPHERD G MD&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DOS: 07/09/08&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;This is what my NVSC (North Valley Surgical Center) patient tag looks like. Yes, I had surgery yesterday. When I was like 8, my cousin accidentally hit me across the face with a remote control while watching "Joe Millionaire". This explains my upside-down question mark nose. Since then, I HAVEN'T BEEN ABLE TO BREATHE THROUGH MY NOSE, AT ALL, PERIOD!! Can you even imagine how annoying that would be?? Turns out when I got hit, she not only broke my nose, she completely shattered my cartilage. So when we went to the UCC, they said that that couldn't just reset it because it wasn't just my nose bone. They said that I would need total reconstructive Rhinoplasty when I was about 14 or 15. so yesterday, I went under the knife for about 4 hours in reconstructive surgery. Yesterday I wasn't in THAT much pain because I was still really doped up, but today I am in quite a bit of pain. I am taking &lt;span style="COLOR: #cc33cc;color:#ffff00;" &gt;Viccoden&lt;/span&gt; every 4 or 5 hours and I am still dyin here. I have received visits from a few people in the ward and stuff so that has been really nice. I just wanted to get on and let people know that I DID NOT do this because I am materialistic and I wanted a new nose. I was totally fine with my nose except it was completely useless. I mean I could hardly smell through it. So I just wanted to get on and let you guys know that and also let you know that my mom will be posting every day pix of me on her blog, so if you really want to see the swelled up, purple and black, casted, faced me, then check it out on her blog. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6511195159306021339-4658200071086157085?l=kennypooh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kennypooh.blogspot.com/feeds/4658200071086157085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6511195159306021339&amp;postID=4658200071086157085' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6511195159306021339/posts/default/4658200071086157085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6511195159306021339/posts/default/4658200071086157085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kennypooh.blogspot.com/2008/07/ouch.html' title='Ouch.'/><author><name>Kendree Brinae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14271832126413646163</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_KL30WpKPz4/TfDk_5Cc3bI/AAAAAAAAAMk/awFHlK1WaqE/s220/brie%2527el-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6511195159306021339.post-8442571336942499776</id><published>2008-06-20T10:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-20T10:55:41.682-07:00</updated><title type='text'>GUM SMACKER</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;So everyone knows that I am in summer school right? Well, in my class there are alot of people I have never met before. The GPS summer school enrolled Mesquite High, Highland High (our ultimate rivals!), and my school, Desert Ridge. Well lucky for me, there is only one other kid that goes to DRHS in my class. Everyone else attends HIGHLAND (which &lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;secretly&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I wish I went there and &lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hopefully&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I can go there Junior and Senior year) so there is alot of playful arguing about which school is better and alot of school spirit. Which is actually quite funny because on regular spirit day at school, NOBODY dresses up in their &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;g&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;G&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. The bathrooms have &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;teal&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;black&lt;/span&gt; marker all over them saying "&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Highland Rocks Hawks&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;" and then with a &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;red &lt;/span&gt;marker, "&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;rocks&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;" is crossed out to say "&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SUCKS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;". So about 100 times in the girls bathroom says...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;" &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Highland &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;SUCKS&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Hawks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Huh. So now you might be wondering why the heck this is titled &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;GUM SMACKER&lt;/span&gt;. Is it because I stepped in a huge pile of fresh gum yesterday and was literally stuck to the ground? Nope. The reason for this title is that there is a certain Highland boy who sits behind me in class... &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;AND HE IS THE BIGGEST GUM SMACKER I HAVE EVER HEARD!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt; I swear he just enjoys listening to himself chomp because it seriously is amazingly &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;obnoxious&lt;/span&gt;. He even does it in a pattern, super fast, than slow, really loud, then hardly noticeable. I am sitting there in class trying to learn about the &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;French Revolution&lt;/span&gt; or whatever, and I was shuddering! I was trying to plug my ears or something, but unfortunately I don't have 3 arms to &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;plug my ears&lt;/span&gt; and take notes 25 mi/hr. I'm pretty sure my teacher noticed because she moved him another row behind me and moved this really &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;cute&lt;/span&gt; Highland boy behind me. Did this help? &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Yes&lt;/span&gt;. But he is so loud, that I can still hear him. ugh. I kinda want to talk to this new kid behind me, so I'm thinking I'm going to turn around and say...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Do you have a hard time concentrating?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;-huh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;With the &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;gum smacker&lt;/span&gt; behind you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;-&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt; I try to ignore it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Ha well I'm lucky she switched you two because I was pulling out my hair.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;-haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Have fun with that &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Now of course I haven't talked to him yet so that's just how I imagine it to be. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;If I ever do say anything to him.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;PS&lt;/span&gt;. If this was kind of hard for you to understand I'll inform you that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;+Desert Ridge High School or DRHS we are the Jaguars and we are &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;red &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;black&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;+Highland High School or HHS are the Hawks and they're &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;teal&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;black&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6511195159306021339-8442571336942499776?l=kennypooh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kennypooh.blogspot.com/feeds/8442571336942499776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6511195159306021339&amp;postID=8442571336942499776' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6511195159306021339/posts/default/8442571336942499776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6511195159306021339/posts/default/8442571336942499776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kennypooh.blogspot.com/2008/06/gum-smacker.html' title='GUM SMACKER'/><author><name>Kendree Brinae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14271832126413646163</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_KL30WpKPz4/TfDk_5Cc3bI/AAAAAAAAAMk/awFHlK1WaqE/s220/brie%2527el-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6511195159306021339.post-1852358330908647644</id><published>2008-06-07T13:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-07T13:32:56.465-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Whoa.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Last night I had 3 &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;crazy&lt;/span&gt; dreams. I don't remember which order they were in but I'll tell you about them. In one, I was being attacked by a bird that was like dying or something. It was really &lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;weird&lt;/span&gt; and I swear I felt it bumping up against me. I woke up screaming, and now I will probably have a great fear of big black crows. The second one was about an alien invasion. &lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Umm&lt;/span&gt;. weird. It was blizzarding at my school, I have no idea why this dream was at my school but whatever, &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;oddly enough&lt;/span&gt; Sister Beeson was there and she was telling me to come into the classroom. I'm pretty sure she's not a teacher at my school so that was freakish. That one was a really long dream but it &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;doesn't make sense&lt;/span&gt; when I try and tell it, it made sense in my head but I guess I'm forgetting some things that would make it seem more together. There was not a resolution to this &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;alien invasion&lt;/span&gt; dream but I'm guessing that they won because they were like hypnotizing everyone. The third was actually great dream but it was totally &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;random&lt;/span&gt;. It was about this kid that was in my biology class last year. His name is Jake. It's kinda funny because me and Saedi have &lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;always had this thing for "Jake's"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt; like 3/4 of the guys we've liked have been "Jake's" we joke around and say one of us is bound to marry one. In my dream he was actually my pizza delivery boy and I just gave him a hug. That's all. Just a hug. and now I think I &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;really like him&lt;/span&gt;. Funny how I sat by him all year long and then dreamt he was my pizza boy last night. Huh. &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Whoa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6511195159306021339-1852358330908647644?l=kennypooh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kennypooh.blogspot.com/feeds/1852358330908647644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6511195159306021339&amp;postID=1852358330908647644' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6511195159306021339/posts/default/1852358330908647644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6511195159306021339/posts/default/1852358330908647644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kennypooh.blogspot.com/2008/06/whoa.html' title='Whoa.'/><author><name>Kendree Brinae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14271832126413646163</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_KL30WpKPz4/TfDk_5Cc3bI/AAAAAAAAAMk/awFHlK1WaqE/s220/brie%2527el-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6511195159306021339.post-7867622700628892042</id><published>2008-06-06T11:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-06T12:26:19.878-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer School</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I cannot believe I survived the first week of summer school! I am taking World Studies, Monday-Thursday, June 2nd-26th, 7:00am-3:pm. ONE CLASSROOM FOR 8 HOURS!! I feel like I am back in elementry school. One day of summer school is equivalent to one week of regular school. Every day I take a test, not a quiz-a test, on what I learned the day before. Every night I have a study guide, a few worksheets, and a &lt;em&gt;500&lt;/em&gt; word essay, &lt;strong&gt;DUE&lt;/strong&gt; the &lt;strong&gt;NEXT&lt;/strong&gt; day. Yes. Literally, I feel like I learned what I did the day before, a week ago. Which is actually kinda accurate.  What I've Learned in a Week-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Monday: Early Civilization&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Tuesday: The Greek Empire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Wednesday: The Roman Empire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Thursday: The Chinese and Indian Empires&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Now, you may be thinking, well you really can't cover the Roman Empire in one day... let's do some math. If I would have taken World Studies in normal school, I would have it 1 hour a day, 5 days a week. That's 5 hours total a week. In normal class, we would use a week to cover each empire. Now, I am in class for 8 hours, learning about 1 thing. That is WAY more time than a regular school week. In my mind, I've been in school for a month. For homework this weekend, I have to do a project. My mom reminded me of this when I started writing this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;PS. Just like 10 minuted ago, I found a family tree on a hair. My spit end, had a split end, who had a split end, who had a split end. My first split end was a great-great split end.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6511195159306021339-7867622700628892042?l=kennypooh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kennypooh.blogspot.com/feeds/7867622700628892042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6511195159306021339&amp;postID=7867622700628892042' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6511195159306021339/posts/default/7867622700628892042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6511195159306021339/posts/default/7867622700628892042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kennypooh.blogspot.com/2008/06/summer-school.html' title='Summer School'/><author><name>Kendree Brinae</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14271832126413646163</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_KL30WpKPz4/TfDk_5Cc3bI/AAAAAAAAAMk/awFHlK1WaqE/s220/brie%2527el-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
