<?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-1975215844755388609</id><updated>2011-07-07T19:11:42.799-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Crazy Teenage Life</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonessodasgreat.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1975215844755388609/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonessodasgreat.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>just a line in a song</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05767125771738726082</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HGn3jumx14Y/SlECzpVZhEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/qVP3ly0N0kU/S220/guitardp.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>19</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1975215844755388609.post-6725885172427096058</id><published>2009-08-31T15:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T15:33:11.237-07:00</updated><title type='text'>read please</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;'Kay, so i really dont think imma have time for my blog anymore. so if you you ussualy read it, dont bother anymore, i wont be posting. -Heather&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1975215844755388609-6725885172427096058?l=jonessodasgreat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonessodasgreat.blogspot.com/feeds/6725885172427096058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jonessodasgreat.blogspot.com/2009/08/read-please.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1975215844755388609/posts/default/6725885172427096058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1975215844755388609/posts/default/6725885172427096058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonessodasgreat.blogspot.com/2009/08/read-please.html' title='read please'/><author><name>just a line in a song</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05767125771738726082</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HGn3jumx14Y/SlECzpVZhEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/qVP3ly0N0kU/S220/guitardp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1975215844755388609.post-6279395908152273874</id><published>2009-08-04T00:43:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T00:49:54.540-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey Sorry It's Been A While!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Wow its been so long since I last blogged!! So not much has happened only a few things! First of all I've been home from my trip for awhile now and I had a double sleepover with Jess and went to a new part at the river on both days. I met two awesome guys there. I'm only keeping in touch with one though lol. Well its now 12:48 am and I think I'm about to fall asleep at the key bored and I don't think my dad would be very impressed with that so I'll try to blog more often! Love y'all!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1975215844755388609-6279395908152273874?l=jonessodasgreat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonessodasgreat.blogspot.com/feeds/6279395908152273874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jonessodasgreat.blogspot.com/2009/08/hey-sorry-its-been-while.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1975215844755388609/posts/default/6279395908152273874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1975215844755388609/posts/default/6279395908152273874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonessodasgreat.blogspot.com/2009/08/hey-sorry-its-been-while.html' title='Hey Sorry It&apos;s Been A While!'/><author><name>just a line in a song</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05767125771738726082</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HGn3jumx14Y/SlECzpVZhEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/qVP3ly0N0kU/S220/guitardp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1975215844755388609.post-7954401091546110859</id><published>2009-07-25T14:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-25T14:35:13.571-07:00</updated><title type='text'>More Places And Dog Sized Kitttys.........Not Kidding It's HUGE</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Heyyy guess what?!?!? I think I met the biggest cat ever! It was so flippin fat I thought It was a dog but then my cousin I met was like no its a cat.... Well anyways I'm so exited cuz I'm coming home tomorrow!!!! :D:D:D:D:D But its kinda sad to be leaving cuz I met a lot of family I hadn't known and went to really cool places. I know something funny happened but I cant remember.....I'll probably think what it was later so I'm going to work on my website check it out if you want to **i suggest you do its the coolest thing ever**&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://jonessodasgreat.piczo.com/"&gt;http://jonessodasgreat.piczo.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1975215844755388609-7954401091546110859?l=jonessodasgreat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonessodasgreat.blogspot.com/feeds/7954401091546110859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jonessodasgreat.blogspot.com/2009/07/more-places-and-dog-sized-kitttysnot.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1975215844755388609/posts/default/7954401091546110859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1975215844755388609/posts/default/7954401091546110859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonessodasgreat.blogspot.com/2009/07/more-places-and-dog-sized-kitttysnot.html' title='More Places And Dog Sized Kitttys.........Not Kidding It&apos;s HUGE'/><author><name>just a line in a song</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05767125771738726082</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HGn3jumx14Y/SlECzpVZhEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/qVP3ly0N0kU/S220/guitardp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1975215844755388609.post-4033063645551160319</id><published>2009-07-23T12:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T12:28:03.385-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Most Important Question On The Face Of The Universe</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;IF THE RADIO DIED...WOULD YOU SING TO ME??? [rad/&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;io&lt;/span&gt;] &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; sorry &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; just really bored. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1975215844755388609-4033063645551160319?l=jonessodasgreat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonessodasgreat.blogspot.com/feeds/4033063645551160319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jonessodasgreat.blogspot.com/2009/07/most-important-question-on-face-of.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1975215844755388609/posts/default/4033063645551160319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1975215844755388609/posts/default/4033063645551160319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonessodasgreat.blogspot.com/2009/07/most-important-question-on-face-of.html' title='Most Important Question On The Face Of The Universe'/><author><name>just a line in a song</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05767125771738726082</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HGn3jumx14Y/SlECzpVZhEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/qVP3ly0N0kU/S220/guitardp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1975215844755388609.post-5186389600368572034</id><published>2009-07-23T12:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T12:20:38.830-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hey i dont know what to call this but im back on a computer!! :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;so I guess I sorta left you guys hanging last time huh? Well, I'm back in Minnesota and we went to Virginia two days ago. I got a really cool messenger bag that's black and white checks, two All Time Low &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;CD's&lt;/span&gt; (the coolest band EVER) and some funky button things to go on my bag. Not much is new but last night I was in the trailer alone reading my book and listening to my &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;CD's&lt;/span&gt; when my cousins came in and apparently there was fireworks down at the pier so we booked it down to the corner, my cousins were laughing their asses off i had a Monster drink earlier that day so I was all hyped up and I was running so fast! But the fireworks were really cool. It was funny when we were crossing the border into the U.S. because you have to tell the people what your bringing into America, we had some donuts from Tim Horton's so my Papa is like "Well, we have two dozen donuts" and i just yelled from the backseat in our mini-van "And 20 Tim-Bits!!!" I don't really know why it was so funny but I started laughing like an idiot and the person at the gate looks at me and says "Have you been taking any drugs?" &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; almost in tears laughing at something that &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;wasn't&lt;/span&gt; even funny and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; like "No, just my crazy pills!!" which made me for some odd reason laugh even more! But the guy &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;believed&lt;/span&gt; me and let us go. Well the bratty little shit I have to call my cousin wants the computer so I'll blog y'all later &lt;3&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1975215844755388609-5186389600368572034?l=jonessodasgreat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonessodasgreat.blogspot.com/feeds/5186389600368572034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jonessodasgreat.blogspot.com/2009/07/hey-i-dont-know-what-to-call-this-but.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1975215844755388609/posts/default/5186389600368572034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1975215844755388609/posts/default/5186389600368572034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonessodasgreat.blogspot.com/2009/07/hey-i-dont-know-what-to-call-this-but.html' title='hey i dont know what to call this but im back on a computer!! :D'/><author><name>just a line in a song</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05767125771738726082</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HGn3jumx14Y/SlECzpVZhEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/qVP3ly0N0kU/S220/guitardp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1975215844755388609.post-2586418731928822384</id><published>2009-07-21T18:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T18:09:05.535-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Virginia!!!!!!!!!!!!!  **more shopping**</title><content type='html'>We went to Virginia today!!!!! (&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; at my &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;aunties&lt;/span&gt; house) it was such a long drive though!! But i got lucky considering i &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; have to ride with my little cousin there i got a break :D. We went shopping and I swear my little cousin is the QUEEN of shopping....dang it!! I have to go blog y'all later!! &lt;3&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1975215844755388609-2586418731928822384?l=jonessodasgreat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonessodasgreat.blogspot.com/feeds/2586418731928822384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jonessodasgreat.blogspot.com/2009/07/virginia-more-shopping.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1975215844755388609/posts/default/2586418731928822384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1975215844755388609/posts/default/2586418731928822384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonessodasgreat.blogspot.com/2009/07/virginia-more-shopping.html' title='Virginia!!!!!!!!!!!!!  **more shopping**'/><author><name>just a line in a song</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05767125771738726082</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HGn3jumx14Y/SlECzpVZhEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/qVP3ly0N0kU/S220/guitardp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1975215844755388609.post-6197195022529852800</id><published>2009-07-20T14:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T14:49:28.071-07:00</updated><title type='text'>shoooooooooooooooping!!!!!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;WooHoo!!! I got a truck load of cash!!!!!! So did my cousin so we went shopping with our auntie, grandma and her mom. Our grandma and auntie got these cool candle things that when you light them they make these cool crackling sounds like its an open fire and they smell delicious! My cousin got these yellow (Of course shes obsessed with ANYTHING yellow) sunglasses and blue moccasins. I myself got a ring with a black diamond heart on it. And my auntie got the best deal, nothing, but she got the pleasure of watching us blow our cash LOL (Well not really my ring was only $15 so its not that bad because it's so pretty &lt;3)&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://jonessodasgreat.piczo.com/"&gt;http://jonessodasgreat.piczo.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt; (Yea I know it's the same URL as my blog but what can I say?? Jones Soda is GREAT!)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1975215844755388609-6197195022529852800?l=jonessodasgreat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonessodasgreat.blogspot.com/feeds/6197195022529852800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jonessodasgreat.blogspot.com/2009/07/shoooooooooooooooping.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1975215844755388609/posts/default/6197195022529852800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1975215844755388609/posts/default/6197195022529852800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonessodasgreat.blogspot.com/2009/07/shoooooooooooooooping.html' title='shoooooooooooooooping!!!!!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>just a line in a song</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05767125771738726082</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HGn3jumx14Y/SlECzpVZhEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/qVP3ly0N0kU/S220/guitardp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1975215844755388609.post-4309541717224239705</id><published>2009-07-20T10:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T11:17:55.295-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Back In The U.S.S.R.!!!!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Ha Ha sorry I'm just obsessed with The Beatles and I'm in Minnesota (Again) at my aunties house (Again). So were having a split b-day party for me and my little cousin...its Hannah Montana and High School Musical (Yea its more for her than me lol). But--funny things are still happening!! Last night we had all these firecrackers and stuff so we walked down to this parking lot place beside a skate park and we were lighting them off it was AWESOME!!!! The best part is, in Minnesota is it's legal! Police drove right by! We walked to Starbucks again and I found out that Ontario isn't very "pedestrian friendly" with their driving...we were on the cross walk and it was a red light but still still lady in her van drove across and almost hit us! I just gave her this look that was like WTF?? Well I believe we are about to have cake now (Wonder if its Hannah or HSM??) O well blog y'all later!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1975215844755388609-4309541717224239705?l=jonessodasgreat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonessodasgreat.blogspot.com/feeds/4309541717224239705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jonessodasgreat.blogspot.com/2009/07/back-in-ussr.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1975215844755388609/posts/default/4309541717224239705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1975215844755388609/posts/default/4309541717224239705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonessodasgreat.blogspot.com/2009/07/back-in-ussr.html' title='Back In The U.S.S.R.!!!!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>just a line in a song</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05767125771738726082</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HGn3jumx14Y/SlECzpVZhEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/qVP3ly0N0kU/S220/guitardp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1975215844755388609.post-4940252135835394817</id><published>2009-07-19T15:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T15:29:45.783-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Guess Where??</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Hey guys! Well as you can see I'm on the computer again! I'm still in Minnesota but not at my aunties house...I'm at my other aunties house!! My little cousin is busy watching "Ice Age 2" So I think Ima have the computer for awhile...*I HOPE* lol. So we just got back from a picnic at this totally awesome lake it was called "Rainy Lake" even though there was defiantly no sign of rain (thankfully) HA HA let me tell you some of the funny things so far! First of all of the first night in the camper we had the tiniest thunder storm but it still creeped out my little cousin alot so she was just calling me, "Heather...Heather! Heather!" Finally I was like "WHAT?!?!" she wanted me to sleep with her (Not suggestivly lol were cousins, plus shes sooo NOT my type), she was like, "Come over here." I'm like "No you come over here, I'm in a sleeping bag." all I got was "Well, you can bring it!" so I had to sleep with my little cousin the first night on the tiny bed, I almost feel off when I woke up the next morning. The next is last night my other auntie has the cutest little doggie named "Bo" as in "Rambo" (you guys know who Rambo is...right?) well she wants a puppy so badly that shes always trying to prove shes responsible enough (it doesn't matter we all know shes never gonna get one) but she decided she wanted to walk him around the block. so me being the older more mature person had to go with her (I mean c'mon I'm not letting a little 11 year old girl walk around by herself it's America people!! *no offense intended*) so I said I'd go with her on one condition, if he poops shes picking it up of course she agreed. so we get halfway around the block and Bo drops a bomb I was just LMAO cuz ima she her pick up dog poo so she does it and shes got the bag tied up and she looks at me with these big eyes all amazed and says "OMG his poop is hot! feel it! its so warm!!" i just look at her and say "I'm not touching dog poo, even if it is in a baggie" shes still insisting i touch it "C'mon! just feel it!" shes like squishing it in the bag but finally she stopped insisting i touch it (phew! thank God!) Well, here she is wanting the computer so I'll blog you guys next time!! cyaz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1975215844755388609-4940252135835394817?l=jonessodasgreat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonessodasgreat.blogspot.com/feeds/4940252135835394817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jonessodasgreat.blogspot.com/2009/07/guess-where.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1975215844755388609/posts/default/4940252135835394817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1975215844755388609/posts/default/4940252135835394817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonessodasgreat.blogspot.com/2009/07/guess-where.html' title='Guess Where??'/><author><name>just a line in a song</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05767125771738726082</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HGn3jumx14Y/SlECzpVZhEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/qVP3ly0N0kU/S220/guitardp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1975215844755388609.post-3022989336115114549</id><published>2009-07-18T18:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-18T18:18:48.562-07:00</updated><title type='text'>OMG OMG OMG IM IN DIFFERENT PLACES!!!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Hey!! So as many of you know &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; going on a trip to Ontario and Minnesota!! I'm actually on my trip now, I'm on my aunties computer in Minnesota (U.S.A.) I can't blog for long though &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;cuz&lt;/span&gt; were leaving soon and I will be at my Granny and Papa's house...living in a camper with no heat, my Grandma, my Auntie and a bratty little cousin (I know it really does suck) but &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; having &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt; of fun! I'll tell you guys all about it when i get back its just my 3rd day and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; gone for 10days, I already have &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt; of funny sorties so my next post will most likely be very long. For those of you who know me and talk to me on msn, it gets very boring where I am so im on msn on my phone alot so go online and talk to me!!!!! I'm lonely. We walk to starbucks every morning and let me tell you, Ontario has some HOTTIE emo boys!!!! Miss you guys so much please please PLEASE go on msn more often!! Love y'all and talk/blog ya soon &lt;3&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1975215844755388609-3022989336115114549?l=jonessodasgreat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonessodasgreat.blogspot.com/feeds/3022989336115114549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jonessodasgreat.blogspot.com/2009/07/omg-omg-omg-im-in-different-places.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1975215844755388609/posts/default/3022989336115114549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1975215844755388609/posts/default/3022989336115114549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonessodasgreat.blogspot.com/2009/07/omg-omg-omg-im-in-different-places.html' title='OMG OMG OMG IM IN DIFFERENT PLACES!!!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>just a line in a song</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05767125771738726082</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HGn3jumx14Y/SlECzpVZhEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/qVP3ly0N0kU/S220/guitardp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1975215844755388609.post-6542085750669582116</id><published>2009-07-14T19:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T21:00:57.089-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HAHA SLEEEEEEPOVER!!!! :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;LMAO&lt;/span&gt; (still) I slept over at Jess's house and we had the best time ever!! It was so fun! We biked all the way there and we were going by this house that had balloons on the driveway and Jess grabbed them and a guy in a car came racing down the driveway I'm like "SHIT!! GO! GO! BIKE!" So we just booked it. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Unfortunately&lt;/span&gt; a car going 50mph beats two twelve-year-&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;olds&lt;/span&gt; on bikes going &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;maybe&lt;/span&gt; 3mph. So this guy &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;totally&lt;/span&gt; flips like he was swearing and stuff in my head I was thinking "Dude, it was balloons not some old &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Lady's&lt;/span&gt; purse GET OVER IT!!" Then when we &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;finally&lt;/span&gt; got to Jess's house we went in her tiny little &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;kidy&lt;/span&gt; pool jumping in from her porch thing above it was so fun. Then we went to the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;pump house&lt;/span&gt; and found an inflatable boat! so we blew it up and put it in her (&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;totally&lt;/span&gt; gross fish infested &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;clayish&lt;/span&gt;) ponds. I got in and so did Jess but she bailed after and SO MUCH WATER came in!! But I stayed afloat! :D So we started singing "I'm On A Boat" by The Lonely Island Ft. T-Pain (such a funny song!) But the best was TRIKING &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ohmigod&lt;/span&gt;...that was &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;HILARIOUS&lt;/span&gt;!!! Jess was driving until we came to a part with a fence so Jess was holding the fence open and told me to put a little gas on and drive straight, now I'm thinking "&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;OK&lt;/span&gt; how hard can it be??" As it turns out, very hard. I drove straight into a bush! So after that Jess &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_15" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; let me drive until she gave me lessons (which went good, I'm not the best but &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_16" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; getting there!) And after we were triking for about 3 hours on back roads we put our stuff in the camper and drank mango juice and ate ketchup chips while playing Black Jack21 and Slap Jack. We had to go get this dresser from a guy down the road on the trike, that was....interesting *&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_17" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;*. i sat facing backwards on the back of the trike while holding this mini dresser thing. We amazingly went to bed at a decent time...12:30...am. And got up at 9:30am. The first thing we tried in the morning was starting the trike but it was being stupid. So we went back up to the house, had breakfast, watched the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_18" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;teevo&lt;/span&gt; and went back down to the camper and the trike was STILL being stupid! So we played card games until like 11:30 and decided to try the trike...IT WORKED!! (&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_19" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;finally&lt;/span&gt;) This was my favourite trike ride we went through all these puddles and got so muddy!! (I &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_20" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; know my phone was in my pocket but it lived!) My dad picked me up at 5:00pm and we had dinner (He watches &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_21" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;teevo&lt;/span&gt; and I sit on computer talking and blogging, happy family huh?) Well now Teddy is here to hang out before I leave for my big trip! (tell you guys about it after I get home)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1975215844755388609-6542085750669582116?l=jonessodasgreat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonessodasgreat.blogspot.com/feeds/6542085750669582116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jonessodasgreat.blogspot.com/2009/07/haha-sleeeeeepover-d.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1975215844755388609/posts/default/6542085750669582116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1975215844755388609/posts/default/6542085750669582116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonessodasgreat.blogspot.com/2009/07/haha-sleeeeeepover-d.html' title='HAHA SLEEEEEEPOVER!!!! :D'/><author><name>just a line in a song</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05767125771738726082</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HGn3jumx14Y/SlECzpVZhEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/qVP3ly0N0kU/S220/guitardp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1975215844755388609.post-5073568612199828195</id><published>2009-07-10T23:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T00:07:43.960-07:00</updated><title type='text'>OhMiGOD!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>OK so alot of you who know me know that I'm tottaly in love with "The Emo Boy" he has his pictures all over the inter-web. Well, me being the "smart" one I finnally found out who "The Emo Boy" is!!!! He's this tottaly GORGEOUS emo guy named Alex Evans, I was talkin to this chick on Quibblo and she had him for her picture I was like "OMG The Emo Boy is your picture!! I'm like in love with him!!" and she was just like "Oh, thats this hott guy named Alex Evans, he has a song out called 'new wave'." (I have the song called new wave &lt;3!!)If you have NO CLUE who the hell I'm talking about, you: A) Don't Know me and have never heard of Alex Evans or The Emo Boy therefore you obiously have no life (no offense to anyone who gets this one) B) Know me but haven't heard me talk about the Emo Boy or C) Don't know who either me or Alex Evans are. GO TO PHOTOBUCKET AND TYPE IN "ALEX EVANS" BUT NOT GOOGLE IMAGES THEY HAVE HIM AND OTHER GUYS NAMED ALEX SO JUST GO TO PHOTOBUCK AND YOU WILL SEE THE MOST AMAZING EMO BOY EVER IN YOUR WHOLE LIFE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! (all of ya'll better look up his photos) &lt;3&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1975215844755388609-5073568612199828195?l=jonessodasgreat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonessodasgreat.blogspot.com/feeds/5073568612199828195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jonessodasgreat.blogspot.com/2009/07/ohmigod.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1975215844755388609/posts/default/5073568612199828195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1975215844755388609/posts/default/5073568612199828195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonessodasgreat.blogspot.com/2009/07/ohmigod.html' title='OhMiGOD!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>just a line in a song</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05767125771738726082</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HGn3jumx14Y/SlECzpVZhEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/qVP3ly0N0kU/S220/guitardp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1975215844755388609.post-8875980708387917960</id><published>2009-07-09T21:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T21:23:03.934-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The List</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;OK I made this and I wanted to show all you guys it it's so true I just made it up when I got bored...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;20 Things Girls Want Guys To Know &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. We love when you cuddle with us&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2. A kiss on da cheek is a definate yes&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3. We want you to put your arm around us not on us&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4. We don't care if your the strongest guy in the world&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5. Size doesnt matter, so dont tell us (i think you know what i mean)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6. We dont always look our best so get over it when we look like crap&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7. We wont force you to celebrate 'month-aversarieys' (a dorkey celebration of a month of dating :P)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8. Were always ready to talk so call us &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9. Were not perfect so dont expect us to be&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;0. We love surprises&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;11. The little things you do mean the most&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;12. Not all of us are girly girls&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;13. We can like boy stuff too&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;14. Cussing &amp;amp; fighting doesnt impress us&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;15. Dont be mean to get our attention&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;16. Dont tell us who all the 'hot' girls are, we dont care, just tell us were beautiful&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;17. We can tell when your not paying attention, so listen up&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;18. When we say 'Im cold' thats an invitaion to come closer&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;19. Hugs mean more than make out fests&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;(sometimes LOL)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;20. Once a month we can be tottal bitches, we wont wanna hold hands, we wont want to go outside, we wont want to do much, but we will love you unconditionly (i think i spelled that wrong )&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1975215844755388609-8875980708387917960?l=jonessodasgreat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonessodasgreat.blogspot.com/feeds/8875980708387917960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jonessodasgreat.blogspot.com/2009/07/list.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1975215844755388609/posts/default/8875980708387917960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1975215844755388609/posts/default/8875980708387917960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonessodasgreat.blogspot.com/2009/07/list.html' title='The List'/><author><name>just a line in a song</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05767125771738726082</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HGn3jumx14Y/SlECzpVZhEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/qVP3ly0N0kU/S220/guitardp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1975215844755388609.post-4475005156169857321</id><published>2009-07-09T20:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T20:52:50.344-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Best And The Worst....</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;OK so the lame rich people took away the dock!! what f***n b*****s!! They just dont like kids havin fun and makin noise. They said that it has to be 8ft. deep or else insurance wont cover it if you get hurt. So my Dad and Jeff said that me and my friends could go out and measure to see how deep it really is, and if it's deeper than 8ft were gonna bring it to the lake council and get them to put it back out, on the other hand if it's not 8ft were gonna look for somewhere deeper :D wish us luck!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1975215844755388609-4475005156169857321?l=jonessodasgreat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonessodasgreat.blogspot.com/feeds/4475005156169857321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jonessodasgreat.blogspot.com/2009/07/best-and-worst.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1975215844755388609/posts/default/4475005156169857321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1975215844755388609/posts/default/4475005156169857321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonessodasgreat.blogspot.com/2009/07/best-and-worst.html' title='The Best And The Worst....'/><author><name>just a line in a song</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05767125771738726082</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HGn3jumx14Y/SlECzpVZhEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/qVP3ly0N0kU/S220/guitardp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1975215844755388609.post-1388246242749410138</id><published>2009-07-08T19:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T19:25:38.977-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1975215844755388609-1388246242749410138?l=jonessodasgreat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonessodasgreat.blogspot.com/feeds/1388246242749410138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jonessodasgreat.blogspot.com/2009/07/graemes-masterpiece-hey-pimpz.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1975215844755388609/posts/default/1388246242749410138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1975215844755388609/posts/default/1388246242749410138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonessodasgreat.blogspot.com/2009/07/graemes-masterpiece-hey-pimpz.html' title=''/><author><name>just a line in a song</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05767125771738726082</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HGn3jumx14Y/SlECzpVZhEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/qVP3ly0N0kU/S220/guitardp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1975215844755388609.post-812119603955756999</id><published>2009-07-08T19:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T19:13:33.515-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Another 'I Have No Clue What To Name It'</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Actually had fun again, Jess slept over and we 'spoofed' a song at 4:30am. Jess, Graeme, and Teddy were all hanging out. But the funny things I'm going to tell you...1st yesterday my Dad had to use "The Voice" on my friends because we were getting out of control and Jess had herd it before so she was just trying not to laugh, Teddy had herd it once or twice so she was only a little scared, but my god the best was Graeme, he had NEVER heard The Voice he was scared so bad!!! It was huarious! The second funny thing happend when we were on a paddle boat (Jeff's of course) Graeme and I had to jump out so i had a succesful jump, Graeme jumped and for some odd reason (I have no clue why but I'm glad he did or else you wouldnt hear this story) he got back on the boat and jumped again but he landed on a fish habitat, a big cement circle!! Right now Graeme and I are listening Boom Boom Pow and he is singing along..... He knows all of it. Talk to ya'll later &lt;3&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1975215844755388609-812119603955756999?l=jonessodasgreat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonessodasgreat.blogspot.com/feeds/812119603955756999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jonessodasgreat.blogspot.com/2009/07/another-i-have-no-clue-what-to-name-it.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1975215844755388609/posts/default/812119603955756999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1975215844755388609/posts/default/812119603955756999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonessodasgreat.blogspot.com/2009/07/another-i-have-no-clue-what-to-name-it.html' title='Another &apos;I Have No Clue What To Name It&apos;'/><author><name>just a line in a song</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05767125771738726082</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HGn3jumx14Y/SlECzpVZhEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/qVP3ly0N0kU/S220/guitardp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1975215844755388609.post-6252572028932252424</id><published>2009-07-07T22:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T23:17:46.858-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Da No-Name Post (I Couldn't Think Of A Name LOL)</title><content type='html'>OMG today was so freakin awesome!! I was joking around with Graeme on msn saying "yea you should come over!" so he said "O.K. I'll go ask" and he actually did! Jess and Teddy wer'e over too it was pissing down rain so Teddy couldn't come swim....the second she left we just yelled to my dad "WER'E GOING SWIMMING!!!" We borrowed Jeff's paddel-boat (again) and went to the dock it was soooo creepy!! the lake had fog and these black birds flying low on the water, so we of course being the stupid teenagers went under the dock!!! (arent we smart!?!?) but fortunatly we lived &lt;3. Jess is sleeping over tonight so we asked Graeme to also....but he couldnt cuz wer'e girls (i think thats tottaly sexist, i mean c'mon! wer'e 12 and 13 wer'e not gonna "do-it" GOD parents just dont understand...Will Smith rap!!) So now as ussual I'm on a webchat with Graeme, Jess is sleeping over and we are drinking a shit load of Dr. Pepper (best drink ever next to green monster) and eating these pizza puff thingies Jess's mommy works in the bakery at a store near here so we always get the food they cant sell because its over due or damaged!!! We got naniamo bars cuz a stupid little kid poked a hole in it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1975215844755388609-6252572028932252424?l=jonessodasgreat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonessodasgreat.blogspot.com/feeds/6252572028932252424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jonessodasgreat.blogspot.com/2009/07/da-no-name-post-i-couldnt-think-of-name.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1975215844755388609/posts/default/6252572028932252424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1975215844755388609/posts/default/6252572028932252424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonessodasgreat.blogspot.com/2009/07/da-no-name-post-i-couldnt-think-of-name.html' title='Da No-Name Post (I Couldn&apos;t Think Of A Name LOL)'/><author><name>just a line in a song</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05767125771738726082</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HGn3jumx14Y/SlECzpVZhEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/qVP3ly0N0kU/S220/guitardp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1975215844755388609.post-1105490854746753048</id><published>2009-07-07T11:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T12:30:17.309-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Dock</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;So Teddy, Jess, and I went to this dock on my lake and I can do a front flip off it!!! :D But then we went under it and it's &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;sooooo&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;freakin'&lt;/span&gt; SCARY!!!! It looks just like the dock &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;underneath&lt;/span&gt; in one of the many Jason movies I flipped out. But now it's &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;unfortunately&lt;/span&gt; pissing down rain, I'm allowed to go swimming in it but Teddy &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;isn't&lt;/span&gt; so why would i go swimming alone? I mean come on, I've seen horror movies &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; not &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;stupid&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;enough&lt;/span&gt; to go swimming alone in the rain. So right now I'm on a webchat with my friend Graeme listeining to his singing....I wouldnt advise it for a career choice for him (no offense to you if your reading this lol) [rad/io]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1975215844755388609-1105490854746753048?l=jonessodasgreat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonessodasgreat.blogspot.com/feeds/1105490854746753048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jonessodasgreat.blogspot.com/2009/07/dock.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1975215844755388609/posts/default/1105490854746753048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1975215844755388609/posts/default/1105490854746753048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonessodasgreat.blogspot.com/2009/07/dock.html' title='The Dock'/><author><name>just a line in a song</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05767125771738726082</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HGn3jumx14Y/SlECzpVZhEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/qVP3ly0N0kU/S220/guitardp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1975215844755388609.post-3546781731290940705</id><published>2009-07-05T12:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T12:22:39.583-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My First Post?</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;OK&lt;/span&gt; so this is my first blog....I &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;necessarily&lt;/span&gt; have the most interesting life so if you start reading and get &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;disappointed&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; not surprised, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; just an average kid going into teen years scared sh**less of high school and the cliques I &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; want to lose my friends.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1975215844755388609-3546781731290940705?l=jonessodasgreat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jonessodasgreat.blogspot.com/feeds/3546781731290940705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jonessodasgreat.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-first-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1975215844755388609/posts/default/3546781731290940705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1975215844755388609/posts/default/3546781731290940705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jonessodasgreat.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-first-post.html' title='My First Post?'/><author><name>just a line in a song</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05767125771738726082</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HGn3jumx14Y/SlECzpVZhEI/AAAAAAAAAAM/qVP3ly0N0kU/S220/guitardp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
