<?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-9156191853225817628</id><updated>2011-07-08T11:47:48.822-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stephanie Noell</title><subtitle type='html'>ステフアニー　ノエル</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nekoserenity14.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9156191853225817628/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nekoserenity14.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Stephanie Noell</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>42</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9156191853225817628.post-8731809104269084202</id><published>2010-03-17T12:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-17T12:14:40.115-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy day.</title><content type='html'>Well, for one thing. My dog is not dead. She just pooped out a huge ham bone after two days of being sick. So now she's all better and not aloud to eat bones anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School's out!!! WOOOOOO! Well, for now. Until after next week. Idk how great I'm going to do in math or biology. I'm really worried this term. I knew this term would suck :( Hopefully next term won't be so bad. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm super super happy. I was on my email at the same time Brandon was on his, and he sent me a quick message to say he got my letter but still not my package. But then we were both on so we got to send a few messages back and forth :D So...I'm filled with happiness and joy right now. I should celebrate with a little piece of cake...but maybe I should wait till I come home from work. Ahh...but it sounds soooo gooood. I don't really feel like working...I work 3-7:30 today. But then, I'm in such a good moood I think I can handle it :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9156191853225817628-8731809104269084202?l=nekoserenity14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nekoserenity14.blogspot.com/feeds/8731809104269084202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9156191853225817628&amp;postID=8731809104269084202' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9156191853225817628/posts/default/8731809104269084202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9156191853225817628/posts/default/8731809104269084202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nekoserenity14.blogspot.com/2010/03/happy-day.html' title='Happy day.'/><author><name>Stephanie Noell</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9156191853225817628.post-1674148110705746955</id><published>2010-03-13T19:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-13T19:53:16.089-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Well...she had a good run. I sure hope this isn't it.</title><content type='html'>My poor little Dotty. She's been so sick since yesterday. She's been outside all day having diarhea and just laying in the grass. She never lays in the backyard grass. She lays on the deck somtimes, but not in the grass. Poor thing. My parents keep making jokes that "she's had a good run, but this might be it. say your last words to her." Poor little sweety. I love my Dotty :( I'm sure she'll be okay though. She eats entire chicken bones and sometimes chocolate...she eats EVERYTHING. So she's tough. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Argh. Wish I hadn't agreed to work till 7:15. I shoulda said I could come in early but I had plans after work or something. Ugh. I actually got off 3 mins late. Not that that's a huge deal. But still! And then I forgot to pick up my paycheck cuz I just wanted to leave. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next week I have like 22 hours...I work every day except Monday. And I never work Tuesday or Thursday. At least tomorrow I can sleep in cuz I don't work till 12:15&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ugh. NOw my brother just texted me to pick him up for work and no one is home so I guess I have to.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9156191853225817628-1674148110705746955?l=nekoserenity14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nekoserenity14.blogspot.com/feeds/1674148110705746955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9156191853225817628&amp;postID=1674148110705746955' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9156191853225817628/posts/default/1674148110705746955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9156191853225817628/posts/default/1674148110705746955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nekoserenity14.blogspot.com/2010/03/wellshe-had-good-run-i-sure-hope-this.html' title='Well...she had a good run. I sure hope this isn&apos;t it.'/><author><name>Stephanie Noell</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9156191853225817628.post-8485168212732458695</id><published>2010-03-12T22:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-12T23:11:10.820-08:00</updated><title type='text'>i overslept! irene...irini? poor dotty. more hours.</title><content type='html'>Man! Last night I stayed up till 12:30 to finnish my anthropology project...and then I overslept! My alarm didn't go off! I finally woke up around 8:30 because Kevin was calling me. Class starts at nine, I usually get to Kevin's around 8:20-8:30. So we were like 10-15 mins late. Not too bad I guess...I rushed so fast to get ready. Didn't brush my hair, didn't wash my face, only brushed my teeth really fast...I just put my hair in a bun and grabbed my brush and brushed my hair in the bathroom after class. It was okay though, there were others who came in later than me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then...I got 47% on my last math test...The final is on Monday. I'm not too sure how this is all going to go. I just might fail math 95 AGAIN. Gosh I've wasted so much time and money on math classes. Really ticks me off. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got my movie in the mail today. The Princess and the Goblin. It was one of my favorite movies as a kid, and I rented it ALL the time. I watched it on youtube awhile ago, but I've always wanted to own it. And it's on DVD. Dude, it's from 1992 or something. Kinda old. And it's not as good as a Disney movie, and it's probably not like a masterpiece or anything. It's an okay movie, but it just brings back memories for me. And all in all it's an okay movie. I just love the princess :) I always thought she was very pretty. Princess Irene...(Irini. That's how it should be spelled in my opinion.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to have a friend named Irene. Not Irini. Irene. That was in...2nd grade I think, and 3rd too...I think she moved away...She was russian...and she was a very nice girl. I always would call her Irini or sometimes Princess Irini. She didn't mind. I wonder about her sometimes...I had forgotten all about her for the longest time, and then I remembered her...and it sorta feels like she just disappeared from my memories. I don't even remember meeting her or how we became friends. I jsut remember us being friends in 2nd grade, and vaguely in 3rd. Random. Sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My poor dog is sick :( She has diarhea and she keeps panting and shaking. I feel bad leaving her downstairs on her own, but I gotta go to bed sometime! Poor doggy girl! I wonder if it's the food I fed her...my mom said this morning she threw up the bread she'd eaten, cuz apparantly she ate a bunch of bread off the counter like always. And then tonight I was eating chili out of a bread bowl, but I fed the bottom of it to her cuz it was soggy and I didn't want to waste it...I think it didn't go over well with her. Now I feel bad. :( She looked like she didn't want me to leave her. Poor thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man...I was supposed to work 1:15-5:15 tomorrow, but Bobby, my manager, called me and asked me to work noon-7:15. I really don't want to, but I need the hours. Especially since I turned down getting hours on Monday or Wednesday to work on my projects (which thank God I have those out of the way). Oh well. What can ya do. I can't complain too much. I'm just being lazy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9156191853225817628-8485168212732458695?l=nekoserenity14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nekoserenity14.blogspot.com/feeds/8485168212732458695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9156191853225817628&amp;postID=8485168212732458695' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9156191853225817628/posts/default/8485168212732458695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9156191853225817628/posts/default/8485168212732458695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nekoserenity14.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-overslept-ireneirini-poor-dotty-more.html' title='i overslept! irene...irini? poor dotty. more hours.'/><author><name>Stephanie Noell</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9156191853225817628.post-2938596176966708219</id><published>2010-03-11T14:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-11T14:31:21.572-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sailor Moon vol 2, bad condition! :( School projects!</title><content type='html'>So yesterday I got my Sailor Moon volume 2 in the mail. Yeah...it was not in good condition. I bought it used, but I thought it would have looked better than that...The spine looked bad, the cover was bent and someone had whited out all the names of the characters and rewritten the Japanese names over the English ones. Then half way through the manga, they stoped writing them in but it was still whited out, so I had to go and rewrite them myself :( &lt;br /&gt;Needless to say, I am very disappointed. But...at least I have it...And at least I didn't pay 50 bucks for it. There was one used copy for, no joke, $999! Who would spend that much on a stupid used manga! Even for a new version!? That's just ridiculous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note...Kevin and I did our biology presentation. It went okay, and our instructor said no one totally bombed it. So there's hope. Pluse, Phill's cool. He likes us, and we like him. I'm hoping that could possibly help, lol. Whew, glad to have that off my back. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I still have my anthropology project to do. It's due tomorrow, I'm not even half way...so I really should quit slacking off...Buuuut....Eh. I like to relax.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next week is finals! I'm dreading the bio final, but at least that'll be the end...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9156191853225817628-2938596176966708219?l=nekoserenity14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nekoserenity14.blogspot.com/feeds/2938596176966708219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9156191853225817628&amp;postID=2938596176966708219' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9156191853225817628/posts/default/2938596176966708219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9156191853225817628/posts/default/2938596176966708219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nekoserenity14.blogspot.com/2010/03/sailor-moon-vol-2-bad-condition-school.html' title='Sailor Moon vol 2, bad condition! :( School projects!'/><author><name>Stephanie Noell</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9156191853225817628.post-3644175339294502476</id><published>2010-03-10T13:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-10T14:02:58.052-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I miss Brandon :(</title><content type='html'>Imagine my surprise when I opened my email and found a message from Brandon! He's not really supposed to email anyone outside of his family so every time he sends me an email I always am very excited :D &lt;3 It makes me feel loved. He still hasn't gotten the Valentines Day package I mailed him weeks ago! I did send it a week or two after VDay, but that was...2 weeks ago maybe? Maybe more? I don't know. But he should have gotten it by now :( I sent it to the mission home instead of his apartment address, so I'm hoping that's why its' taking so long. The most important thing in there would be the millions of letters. I'd hate for all of those to get lost...he may get the letter I sent him on Monday sooner than the package! I would have expected him to have gotten it today, but he emailed me this morning so maybe he has gotten it by now. If not today, maybe tomorrow. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just love my litte Brandon &lt;3 I can't wait for him to come home. How much longer now? Let's see...He left July 1st....so....it's been 8 months...and he's there for two years. So...a year and 4 months? I guess it's not too bad...I thought it would seem like a million years. And sometimes it does, when I need someone to talk to. All I can do is write my letters to him, but I can never call him and have a real conversation. I miss him! T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well...time to go waste my life away working on school projects again *sigh* :P Next week is the last week though. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9156191853225817628-3644175339294502476?l=nekoserenity14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nekoserenity14.blogspot.com/feeds/3644175339294502476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9156191853225817628&amp;postID=3644175339294502476' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9156191853225817628/posts/default/3644175339294502476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9156191853225817628/posts/default/3644175339294502476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nekoserenity14.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-miss-brandon.html' title='I miss Brandon :('/><author><name>Stephanie Noell</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9156191853225817628.post-8966750233377660783</id><published>2010-03-08T21:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-08T21:04:01.907-08:00</updated><title type='text'>school projects suck!</title><content type='html'>Argh...I hate doing school projects. I have a biology project due Thursday that Kevin and I need to get to work on. On Friday I have a project due for anthropology that I've been working on today. I've been doing my research for it, but I'm not even half way done. T_T &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like not doing homework...and hanging out with friends instead. Buuuut....I need to get all this stuff done. Next week is finals week, and then spring break! So...then I should have some time to do whatever I want. Unless they decide to give me a crap ton of hours at work, which happens sometimes...*sigh*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9156191853225817628-8966750233377660783?l=nekoserenity14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nekoserenity14.blogspot.com/feeds/8966750233377660783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9156191853225817628&amp;postID=8966750233377660783' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9156191853225817628/posts/default/8966750233377660783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9156191853225817628/posts/default/8966750233377660783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nekoserenity14.blogspot.com/2010/03/school-projects-suck.html' title='school projects suck!'/><author><name>Stephanie Noell</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9156191853225817628.post-7847001409765112703</id><published>2010-03-07T20:44:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-07T20:57:24.534-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Resurrected great grandparents? 1st time buying off amazon!</title><content type='html'>I had a real creepy dream last night...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had this biology project to do that was to rebury dead relatives :/ wtf, right? So I was going to rebury my great grandparents who both died when I was 12. I was totally freaked out by doing this, and wondering why on earth we'd be doing such a thing, especially for a school project. What's the point of it anyway? Well I was really scared, because I am actually quite terrified of just thinking about the sight of dead bodies. &lt;br /&gt;So anyway, I had these two boxes in my room that contained my great grandparents, and they were actually way too small to even have a human body in them, but it was just a dream and the whole concept of the dream makes no more sense than putting bodeis into boxes the size of laptops....&lt;br /&gt;I was trying to figure out a way to get out of it, I thought maybe I could tell my teacher that all my dead relatives were cremated. I was procrastinating on it a whole lot. &lt;br /&gt;The next thing I know, I'm at my grandma's house, and my dead great grandma "Great Grams" was alive! And bald....And she actually didn't look anything like she actually did in real life. But I guess it's because I can barely remember her face. Well anyway, she gives me this giant hug and it hurt! For a resurrected old lady, that was a lot of strength! I was totally freaked out because, she's supposed to be dead! How did she come back to life!? Later in the dream, my great grandfather "Big Daddy", as we called him, came back to life as well. He too did not look the way he actually did in real life. Through out the whole dream, although I socialized with them both, I was really creeped out and just trying to figure out what happened and why the were alive. I remember seeing my cousin Angie, who never met them because she always lived on the otherside of the country, and I was telling her how weird it was and that we had to figure it out. I almost didn't want to go near them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah...I never figured it out. But man...it was really weird. Seeing it written down, or saying it out loud doesn't even cover the amount of fear I felt in that dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So uh...on another note. Last night, for the 1st time I bought off Amazon.com! Kevin's been spending all his money on there lately, so it kinda got me wanting to...I've always wanted to actually, I just was always too afraid to for some reason. Well I ordered volume 2 of the Sailor Moon manga. I've been wanting to own the whole manga series for a long time, it's just by the time I decided I wanted to start readint it, they sorta were not selling it anymore. So I only ever bought the 1st volume. Then I bought a DVD of a movie I LOVED as a kid called The Princess and the Goblin. I would rent it all the time and watch it over and over and I just never got sick of it. I acutally watched it on youtube a year or 2 ago, and it actually wasn't bad. Maybe not quite as good as I thought it was when I was little, but still not too bad. So I've been wanting to buy it but of course, it's from 1994 and wasn't real popular, so you can't really find it in stores....and now I soon will own it :) My total was around 17 bucks, cuz of shipping and handeling. That's not too bad, I think!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man...I really feel like writing stories...I have one story I've been working on every now and then for a couple years, and one that I've been wanting to start but haven't yet. Unless you count the short story version I did for creative writing. But I want to expand it. And then I feel these creative juices flowing, creating new stories in my head....but I just know I have other things to do.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9156191853225817628-7847001409765112703?l=nekoserenity14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nekoserenity14.blogspot.com/feeds/7847001409765112703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9156191853225817628&amp;postID=7847001409765112703' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9156191853225817628/posts/default/7847001409765112703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9156191853225817628/posts/default/7847001409765112703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nekoserenity14.blogspot.com/2010/03/resurrected-great-grandparents-1st-time.html' title='Resurrected great grandparents? 1st time buying off amazon!'/><author><name>Stephanie Noell</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9156191853225817628.post-410592069204989872</id><published>2010-03-06T20:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-06T21:12:38.381-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy days.</title><content type='html'>Busy week...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday I hung out with Ryan for three hours at Starbucks and Subway. Sorry I'm so talkative Ryan. :P Then my friend Tim from work was getting off, and I wound up talking to him for 40 mins. &lt;br /&gt;Tuesday I hung out with my friend Justin for like 8 hours. We watched 2012 online for free, and it had no subtitles for the parts that took place in other countries...so that was confusing. It was a good movie though. :)&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday I worked :P&lt;br /&gt;Thursday I spent time with Kevin.&lt;br /&gt;Friday I hung out with Tim and his brother and three of their friends. That was cool :) &lt;br /&gt;Today I worked 6 hours. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it never fails...if I get a Sunday off, they still ask me to come in &gt;:P Oh well, the only day I was scheduled for was a 4 hr shift on Saturday. So...this will be another 4 hours. *sigh* But seriously? Can I EVER get a sunday off? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So much homework to do this week &gt;.&lt; I have 2 big projects due, one for bio. on Thursday and one for anthropology on Friday. Then I have a math test. Then I think next week is finals week, and I have my math final and the biology final. We'll see how biology goes....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But next term should maybe be easier, or at least less stressful. I'm taking math 105 mon weds and fri from like...9:30-10:45. Or was it 9:45 to 10:30? I forgot. And then tues thursday I'm taking geology with Kevin, and hopefully Dylan. And that all goes to....noon? One? Not sure, yet again. I just wish spring break was longer than a week....I mean, the entire summer break wasn't even long enough for me, I don't know how a week could possibly be enough.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9156191853225817628-410592069204989872?l=nekoserenity14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nekoserenity14.blogspot.com/feeds/410592069204989872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9156191853225817628&amp;postID=410592069204989872' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9156191853225817628/posts/default/410592069204989872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9156191853225817628/posts/default/410592069204989872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nekoserenity14.blogspot.com/2010/03/busy-days.html' title='Busy days.'/><author><name>Stephanie Noell</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9156191853225817628.post-1343994008982738958</id><published>2010-02-23T17:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T17:55:28.875-08:00</updated><title type='text'>From 0-24 blood typing Brandon's package while Fabio is tortured.</title><content type='html'>It's not even half way through this week, is it? No....still Tuesday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I love when I get 0 hours at work. That's always good. Of course, now I have about 24. Nice jump. I thought I'd wind up with just one four hour shift. But no, they called me in on Sunday where I worked 10:40-6:30, then they asked me to work 2-7:30 on Friday and 11-7:30 on Saturday. Then Monday they called me and asked if I coudl come in...so I did, from 2-7:30, because I didn't feel like saying no. But, hours are a good thing...and I still managed to get my biology homework done. Sorta. I forgot the conclusion of my lab report, but you know. Things happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our lab instructor rocks. Our bio teacher....not so much. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We did blood typing in lab today. I didn't try too hard, since I already know my blood type is O-. Then I kept wondering, what if it's not? My dad told me it was a long time ago, and my mom did too. But when doing the lab, I barely pricked my finger so it didn't bleed much, so I didn't really have enough blood to be able to tell too well. But Dylan said it looked like it said it was O-. But talking to my mom, she said she's O+ and she said my dad is O too, but she thought he was +. And I don't think 2 +'s make a - :P So....IDK. Unless there was a negetive in there somewhere somehow...? IDK. Whatever. I don't think it's too important at this time in my life. I'm not having babies yet! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sent Brandon's package out today. It was his Valentines Day gift. Yeah...sent it out kinda late. But you know, that's how things go. So...when I told my mom about sending Brandon a VDay package she was like "You sent another boy a Valentines Day package!?" She said that was terriable, and what does Kevin think of that. It was only cupcakes and sweet hearts and a tiny box of like...4 chocolates. :( It wasn't much! It was all cheap! Sending the package was 18 bucks though :P Way more than any of the candy cost....for some reason it was really heavy...:P I'm sure I didn't write THAT many letters. But whatever I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is exciting....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ACTUALLY! IT IS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kevin's mom was clipping their cat Fabio's nails....now that was fun to watch. I felt bad laughing at Fabio's misery. Wow, he was freaking out. He was hissing and growling and meowing like I've never seen before! He was struggling and biting and scratching. Poor thing, it was funny to watch yet I felt kinda bad. Then their cat Garfield was hearing him and was getting freaked out. He kept coming in the room and meowing with a somewhat alarmed look on his face. He even jumped on the bed at one point to see what was going on. And Garfield doesn't even like Fabio all that much. But when we got near Garfield, he booked it. He was like "What are you doing to him! Whatever it is, leave me out of it!" And then when it was all over, I comforted Fabio. Hopefully that will win me some love points. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9156191853225817628-1343994008982738958?l=nekoserenity14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nekoserenity14.blogspot.com/feeds/1343994008982738958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9156191853225817628&amp;postID=1343994008982738958' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9156191853225817628/posts/default/1343994008982738958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9156191853225817628/posts/default/1343994008982738958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nekoserenity14.blogspot.com/2010/02/from-0-24-blood-typing-brandons-package.html' title='From 0-24 blood typing Brandon&apos;s package while Fabio is tortured.'/><author><name>Stephanie Noell</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9156191853225817628.post-121458461319746235</id><published>2010-02-19T21:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-19T22:22:00.175-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Updates from 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dHbB5X5Slh4/S396ekIwBSI/AAAAAAAAAE8/j-m7TXkCs6c/s1600-h/084.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 135px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 185px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440201540401890594" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dHbB5X5Slh4/S396ekIwBSI/AAAAAAAAAE8/j-m7TXkCs6c/s320/084.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;April 5, 2009: My 19th birthday. Sadly I had to work, so I had to celebrate a day early :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dHbB5X5Slh4/S39-5lGER_I/AAAAAAAAAFs/A6gyzR8xh3s/s1600-h/DSCN0521.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 148px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440206402562050034" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dHbB5X5Slh4/S39-5lGER_I/AAAAAAAAAFs/A6gyzR8xh3s/s320/DSCN0521.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;May 19, 2009: Brandon came to visit ME for the first time ever in Oregon! And he got to meet Kevin! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dHbB5X5Slh4/S39-LiT03UI/AAAAAAAAAFk/5HBSsvADJI4/s1600-h/082.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 217px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 162px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440205611540471106" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dHbB5X5Slh4/S39-LiT03UI/AAAAAAAAAFk/5HBSsvADJI4/s320/082.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*May 25, 2009: My best friend Bryan came to visit me for the first time in Oregon! He also got to meet Kevin :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dHbB5X5Slh4/S399V3vRERI/AAAAAAAAAFc/eZbYg1E3s0U/s1600-h/045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 231px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 156px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440204689579774226" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dHbB5X5Slh4/S399V3vRERI/AAAAAAAAAFc/eZbYg1E3s0U/s320/045.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;*June 2009: My family and I went to California to visit family. I helped drive. That was my 1st time driving 80 mph O.o We went to Disney Land where I got pictures with several Disney princesses, just as I have always dreamed!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*July 2009: I got my licence at last!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dHbB5X5Slh4/S39798JvPFI/AAAAAAAAAFM/TdCLepB5tPE/s1600-h/074.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 191px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 155px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440203178936056914" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dHbB5X5Slh4/S39798JvPFI/AAAAAAAAAFM/TdCLepB5tPE/s320/074.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*August 2009: I baught my first car!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*Late September, early October 2009: I started my 2nd year of college, this time with a car, and with Kevin :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*November 8, 2009: Kevin and I celebrated our 2 year anniversary. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dHbB5X5Slh4/S397SSj6GvI/AAAAAAAAAFE/uQrne0nv2l8/s1600-h/037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 187px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 145px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440202429037157106" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dHbB5X5Slh4/S397SSj6GvI/AAAAAAAAAFE/uQrne0nv2l8/s320/037.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; *December 2009: My awesome cousin Angie came to visit for Christmas! It was also my first time driving in the snow during a freak one day snow storm. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9156191853225817628-121458461319746235?l=nekoserenity14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nekoserenity14.blogspot.com/feeds/121458461319746235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9156191853225817628&amp;postID=121458461319746235' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9156191853225817628/posts/default/121458461319746235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9156191853225817628/posts/default/121458461319746235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nekoserenity14.blogspot.com/2010/02/updates-from-2009.html' title='Updates from 2009'/><author><name>Stephanie Noell</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dHbB5X5Slh4/S396ekIwBSI/AAAAAAAAAE8/j-m7TXkCs6c/s72-c/084.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9156191853225817628.post-9015342471128900114</id><published>2010-02-19T21:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-19T22:28:00.856-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Updates from 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dHbB5X5Slh4/S39wdoJVs7I/AAAAAAAAAEM/RQU4hl1g01c/s1600-h/ring.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 182px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 129px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440190529181954994" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dHbB5X5Slh4/S39wdoJVs7I/AAAAAAAAAEM/RQU4hl1g01c/s320/ring.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;April 5, 2008: My 18th bday. Kevin gave me a promise ring :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dHbB5X5Slh4/S39xoVTByYI/AAAAAAAAAEU/nFY8-JGOy1w/s1600-h/08+04+26_0003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 156px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440191812612508034" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dHbB5X5Slh4/S39xoVTByYI/AAAAAAAAAEU/nFY8-JGOy1w/s320/08+04+26_0003.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;April 26, 2008: Senior prom! Kevin was of course my date, and we went with our friends Ryan and Jeremy. It was quite an adventure trying to find the restraunt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May 2008: I got my first job working at Safeway as a courtesy clerk :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dHbB5X5Slh4/S39ys8JI8fI/AAAAAAAAAEc/8EDt-5bevSQ/s1600-h/08+06+10_0018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 140px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 198px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440192991271121394" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dHbB5X5Slh4/S39ys8JI8fI/AAAAAAAAAEc/8EDt-5bevSQ/s320/08+06+10_0018.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;June 10, 2008: Kevin and I graduated together from highschool!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dHbB5X5Slh4/S390RUQmTGI/AAAAAAAAAEk/CJJ33xrTf14/s1600-h/DSCI0268.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 146px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440194715731774562" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dHbB5X5Slh4/S390RUQmTGI/AAAAAAAAAEk/CJJ33xrTf14/s320/DSCI0268.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dHbB5X5Slh4/S390icZ7bcI/AAAAAAAAAEs/2VvzYWm5WKk/s1600-h/DSCI0357.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 152px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440195009976167874" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dHbB5X5Slh4/S390icZ7bcI/AAAAAAAAAEs/2VvzYWm5WKk/s320/DSCI0357.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In August I went to Florida to be a bridesmaid in my cousins wedding :)&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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dHbB5X5Slh4/S392IVWI5GI/AAAAAAAAAE0/C5pAL5CZdkw/s1600-h/Brandon8-9-08+060.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 195px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 153px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440196760427881570" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dHbB5X5Slh4/S392IVWI5GI/AAAAAAAAAE0/C5pAL5CZdkw/s320/Brandon8-9-08+060.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*August 9, 2008: I went to Washington to visit my best friend Brandon who I hadn't seen in two years!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*In September 2008 I started my first term of college. I had to take the bus all year long :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*November 8, 2008 Kevin and I celebrated our one year anniversary :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dHbB5X5Slh4/S39wdoJVs7I/AAAAAAAAAEM/RQU4hl1g01c/s1600-h/ring.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9156191853225817628-9015342471128900114?l=nekoserenity14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nekoserenity14.blogspot.com/feeds/9015342471128900114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9156191853225817628&amp;postID=9015342471128900114' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9156191853225817628/posts/default/9015342471128900114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9156191853225817628/posts/default/9015342471128900114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nekoserenity14.blogspot.com/2010/02/updates-from-2008.html' title='Updates from 2008'/><author><name>Stephanie Noell</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dHbB5X5Slh4/S39wdoJVs7I/AAAAAAAAAEM/RQU4hl1g01c/s72-c/ring.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9156191853225817628.post-3920580343179348134</id><published>2010-02-19T19:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-19T19:37:58.644-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2 years?! What the. I'm a slacker.</title><content type='html'>Oh wow. Two years, for real? Gosh. I am a real slacker. Maybe I should start trying to blog again. But blogging is just not my thing....I prefer real journals :P &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very nice weather the past couple of days. Yesteray Kevin and I went for a nice long walk around his neighborhood...well...actually not HIS neighborhood...we founda  pathway leading past a creek and into another bigger and very nice neighborhood. And eventually from there we made our way back to his house. It was so nice I didn't even need a sweater. I can't belive it's still Feb. at this point...it's been feeling like April. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this week I have no hours at work. 0 hours. Hopefully they'll be able to give me at least one small puny 4 hr shift. Even that is better than nothing. And I suppose this is what I get for complaining I had 34 hours last week. That always happens. If I complain about having too little, I get too many. If I complain about getting too many I don't get enough! What's up with this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So school kinda sucks this term. Biology=evil. hard. boring. stupid. pointless. Cultural Anthropology=even more boring than bio. Math 95=annoying to retake. hard. poopy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully I'll get at least a C in all these classes....because at the rate I'm going at, I'm about to fail bio. And Cultural Anthro is just soooo exteremely boring.Every week we read 1-2 chapters, of which it takes me an hour each to read, all the while I'm falling asleep. Then I go to class the next day and take a quiz which I normally don't do well on because I was so bored and tired as I was reading the chapters that I can't remember 1/2 the things I read. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Biology? Wow. Schulz is a bad teacher. Kevin and our friend Dylan just make fun of her all the time because of the way she talks. She sounds so snooty. And she always sounds as if she has a cold, though she doesn't. And the faces she makes as she talks...I wish I could describe them. And she is just no help...she gets mad when you don't know the answer. And then doesn't help very much. I don't know what her problem is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our lab instructor is awesome though. Phil. Yeah, he so rocks. I think we're his favorites. We mess up on our labs, we're always the last ones out of class and we're always talking to him. What could be better than those three combined? Lol. He's fun. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah. My life? School. Work. Kevin. That's about it. Occassionally there's a few other things to occupy my time, but those are the basics.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9156191853225817628-3920580343179348134?l=nekoserenity14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nekoserenity14.blogspot.com/feeds/3920580343179348134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9156191853225817628&amp;postID=3920580343179348134' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9156191853225817628/posts/default/3920580343179348134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9156191853225817628/posts/default/3920580343179348134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nekoserenity14.blogspot.com/2010/02/2-years-what-im-slacker.html' title='2 years?! What the. I&apos;m a slacker.'/><author><name>Stephanie Noell</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9156191853225817628.post-1756830466542046118</id><published>2008-02-15T16:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-15T16:29:31.115-08:00</updated><title type='text'>VDay and Bye Devon!</title><content type='html'>Valentines Day was so great. Kevin gave me flowers, a huge box of chocolates, a balloon, 4 chocolate muffins and a card! He's so sweet and thoughtful :) Best boyfriend evaaaaaaa!!!!! He came to my house after school, and that was fun. Except we had to drop my brother off for an appointment and since my mom wasn't going to be home and Frank was gone, we had to go too. So we went to Starbucks for an hour w/ my mom. Then we went to my house and went down to the lake and fed ducks and I gave Kevin his gift I made him. We went back to my house, and 15 mins later we had to drop my brother off at the school for the play and then we went to Round Table for dinner. We went back to my house, stayed for a little over a half hour and then had to take Kevin home. So I'm sad we couldn't just relax. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note. Mine and Kevin's friend Devon is not going to our school anymore. Today was his last day. He wasn't going to have enough credits to graduate so he's going to Milwaukie Night School instead. :( I only met him this year. Kevin's known him since freshman year. But I'm sad, I'll miss him at lunch with all his dirty jokes and little cracks and stuff. He's a nice guy. Of course, that's what myspace is for XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9156191853225817628-1756830466542046118?l=nekoserenity14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nekoserenity14.blogspot.com/feeds/1756830466542046118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9156191853225817628&amp;postID=1756830466542046118' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9156191853225817628/posts/default/1756830466542046118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9156191853225817628/posts/default/1756830466542046118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nekoserenity14.blogspot.com/2008/02/vday-and-bye-devon.html' title='VDay and Bye Devon!'/><author><name>Stephanie Noell</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9156191853225817628.post-3206068151236444107</id><published>2008-02-06T15:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-06T15:57:22.500-08:00</updated><title type='text'>rawr ms. valentine!</title><content type='html'>So yesterday Kevin and I had 4th per free together. He decided to drop painting since he didn't really want the class anyway and the friends he had in that class dropped it too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we went to the library and we were sitting on the little couch thing behind a bookshelf. Near the end of the period, Kevin was trying to scratch more of my nail polish off (which he'd been doing earlier. what a crazy kid.) and I was trying to pull my hand away. Mrs. (Ms.?) Valentine, the librarian, said "What are you doing?" I turned and looked behind us where her desk was. She said she just sees bobbing heads which doesn't look so good. I said Kevin was just picking at my nail polish or something. I felt silly telling her what we were doing, cuz it was silly, but she thought we were making out or something &gt;:P So she was like "There can't be any physical contact" :P reow...-_- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Kevin was mumbling to me "Oh, sorry our heads were BOBBING." lol. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kevin doesn't like the librarian. He's never had any good runs w/ her. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I drew him a little comic of our happenings yesterday. I think we should purposly get in trouble with Ms. Valentine just for material for making comics. I'll call them... The Chronicles of Mishaps in the Library or some weird thing like that....I dunno....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9156191853225817628-3206068151236444107?l=nekoserenity14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nekoserenity14.blogspot.com/feeds/3206068151236444107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9156191853225817628&amp;postID=3206068151236444107' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9156191853225817628/posts/default/3206068151236444107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9156191853225817628/posts/default/3206068151236444107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nekoserenity14.blogspot.com/2008/02/rawr-ms-valentine.html' title='rawr ms. valentine!'/><author><name>Stephanie Noell</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9156191853225817628.post-6718537573604120318</id><published>2008-01-30T16:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-30T21:34:39.047-08:00</updated><title type='text'>schedule unhappiness.</title><content type='html'>Ugh, I can't switch into painting because I didn't take art. :P That's crap, so now I won't be having any classes with Kevin. I'm going to have a free fourth and second period. I wanted to have math 2nd period and a free third period, but my teacher doesn't have normal algebra 2 2nd period, it's honors. She has it first period though, but I don't want to drop Japanese. And then I'd have three free periods in a row and not be able to go home :P So the day would essentially be a waste...except for the times I'd be with Kevin. But yeah...I'm disappointed. *sad* But I did get such a sweet email from Kevin that made me feel happy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm babysitting tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It snowed last night! It stuck for awhile, but then it turned to slush, at least the snow on the road. It stayed nice in the grass and on the roofs and stuff. I think it rained last night, the snow was gone in the morning. :P Dang. Oh wells.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9156191853225817628-6718537573604120318?l=nekoserenity14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nekoserenity14.blogspot.com/feeds/6718537573604120318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9156191853225817628&amp;postID=6718537573604120318' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9156191853225817628/posts/default/6718537573604120318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9156191853225817628/posts/default/6718537573604120318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nekoserenity14.blogspot.com/2008/01/schedule-unhappiness.html' title='schedule unhappiness.'/><author><name>Stephanie Noell</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9156191853225817628.post-7064245466106215480</id><published>2008-01-29T16:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-29T16:16:31.502-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Winter Formal</title><content type='html'>Winter formal was on Saturday the 26th. It was real fun. Frank drove me to Kevin's where we picked him up and then went to Dan's house where he and Kim were. We stayed there for a little while then left for the Portland Art Museum where the dance was. Kevin and I got our pictures taken, and I can't wait for those to come in XD. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dance was really fun over all, Kevin and I danced a lot. I had to take off my shoes though because they retarded my dancing :P And made me too close to Kevin's height which was annoying. But we danced a whole lot and got really tired but it was so much fun. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They played pretty much only rap music the whole time :P Which was crappy. In the beginning of the dance, no one was dancing and the DJ told us that if we danced he'd play the music we wanted to hear. But of course, no one was dancing because the music was crazy. THEY PLAYED 2 SLOW SONGS THE WHOLE NIGHT!!! TWO! At a formal dance. And the rest was pretty much all rap! There was a lot of grinding...it was gross!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was funny when the song "Jump On It" played and when it stoped Jacey yelled "I WANTED TO JUMP ON IT!" with some distress because she'd missed it. Lol. Oh Jacey...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We left a little early so that we could get out before everyone else so that we didn't have to be behind everyone else trying to leave :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9156191853225817628-7064245466106215480?l=nekoserenity14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nekoserenity14.blogspot.com/feeds/7064245466106215480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9156191853225817628&amp;postID=7064245466106215480' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9156191853225817628/posts/default/7064245466106215480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9156191853225817628/posts/default/7064245466106215480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nekoserenity14.blogspot.com/2008/01/winter-formal.html' title='Winter Formal'/><author><name>Stephanie Noell</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9156191853225817628.post-1251417136433416510</id><published>2008-01-25T19:57:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-25T20:19:35.599-08:00</updated><title type='text'>End of semester. Classes. RODE THE BUS! Mall with Kevin...FREE RICE!</title><content type='html'>Ugh. End of semester...worried about my math grade. I dunno....ahhh...I don't like my math teacher. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was thinking of dropping Japanese, but now I'm thinking I won't....I don't have the heart! I just love the language....I just hate the class :P and studying. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dylan said the funniest thing to me yesterday...I saw him playing his Pokemon game boy again. So I said "You and your Pokemon games..." Dylan replied "You just don't understand the sophistication of having complete control over 6 little creatures" LOL!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got my 2nd semester schedule. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have nothing lined up for first per day one since I dropped earth science beginning of this semester. But I've been TAing for the teacher, Mr. Morihita (he was also my sophmore year biology teacher) and I'm going to TA for him again this next semester. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so as it is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAY 1:&lt;br /&gt;TA&lt;br /&gt;English&lt;br /&gt;Senior seminar (evil class...)&lt;br /&gt;Shakespeare&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No change there...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAY 2:&lt;br /&gt;Japanese 4&lt;br /&gt;(see councelor)&lt;br /&gt;algebra 2&lt;br /&gt;world religions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this semester I had media in polotics and government. Too bad it was only a semester class, I liked it. And I had that class with Kevin! Now we only have English together....but I've been planning to drop world religions (this semester I had graphic digital photography) becuase a lot of my friends took it and it doesn't sound like it'll be a fun class....luckily, Kevin has painting that period, and that class doesn't sound too bad. So I'll just take it with him! :D woohoo! I also want to find out if I can switch to have my math class 2nd per and get a free 3rd per (to be with Kevin :D) I don't know if I can...but if I can't, I guess I'll have a free 2nd per. Or something. Don't want to do anything else....I suppose if anyone else had a class that sounded good that period I'd go with them....I wish I could get out of Hall's math class though...she...is not a good teacher :P But they won't let you change teachers. LAME! &gt;:P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway......today I took the bus for the first time ever! My brother and I went to the mall. We were afriad we were going to miss the bus (the stop is right outside my neighborhood) and so we RAN. God I couldn't breathe after that. I was exhausted and my legs were wobbly. I've never run so much before....I hope I don't get sick....again...I'm getting over my previous sickness though, so maybe I won't. Though my throat hurts real bad right now....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway. I went to the mall to hang out with Kevin who was there buying clothes for tomorrow's winter formal :) My brother wanted to go to the mall, but my mom wouldn't take us, so he decided to take the bus. And I decided I'd go with him. It wasn't so bad...I did have to use 2 bucks though :P There weren't any creepers or anything...there was a guy who got on though who kept talking on his cell phone :P. My worry was I had no idea what I was doing....My brother had an idea and had no problem asking the driver for help. We were planning to take the bus home at 7:30 but Kevin didn't want me to be on the bus so late so he asked his dad to take me home. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being at the mall with him was fun. We spent a LONG time in Barnes and Noble, looking at books...and each other :D haha. We also spent a long time in the Hallmark store...we looked at Valentines card. I picked out one that was perfect for Kevin...but he said it was perfect for me and baught it :) He's so sweet... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow we have winter formal....unless weather causes driving conditions to be bad....the announcements today said to check the school website for any changes....I hope it doesn't snow or anything!! :( I don't want it to get canceled. I can't wait another day!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday we have no school though.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAYS!!! Here's a fun website...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://freerice.com&lt;br /&gt;The website is a fun word game type thing. You just get a word and have to pick from four different meanings. If you get it right, the United Nations donates 20 grains of rice to "help end world hunger". I'm enjoying it...I'm on level 27....If you guess right, it gives you a harder word, if you guess wrong, you get an easier word. So this way, you can also learn new vocabulary. :D Kevin will like this website.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9156191853225817628-1251417136433416510?l=nekoserenity14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nekoserenity14.blogspot.com/feeds/1251417136433416510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9156191853225817628&amp;postID=1251417136433416510' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9156191853225817628/posts/default/1251417136433416510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9156191853225817628/posts/default/1251417136433416510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nekoserenity14.blogspot.com/2008/01/end-of-semester-classes-rode-bus-mall.html' title='End of semester. Classes. RODE THE BUS! Mall with Kevin...FREE RICE!'/><author><name>Stephanie Noell</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9156191853225817628.post-4972706401797714169</id><published>2008-01-17T16:44:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-17T16:48:32.853-08:00</updated><title type='text'>snow, I'M SICK, and winter formal!</title><content type='html'>It kept snowing on and off today...it didn't really stick though. It snowed a lot during 2nd per. I wanted to play in it T_T. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been sick since Sunday...I've had a real sore throat. A few days ago, at night it was so bad I could hardly swallow. Every time I did it hurt soooo bad. I didn't sleep very well. Now it's not so bad, my throat isn't really sore but my voice sounds awful and I've got a cough sorta. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait for the 26th! Kevin got our tickets for winter formal today. I'm excited :D Dan and Kim are going to take us.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9156191853225817628-4972706401797714169?l=nekoserenity14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nekoserenity14.blogspot.com/feeds/4972706401797714169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9156191853225817628&amp;postID=4972706401797714169' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9156191853225817628/posts/default/4972706401797714169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9156191853225817628/posts/default/4972706401797714169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nekoserenity14.blogspot.com/2008/01/snow-im-sick-and-winter-formal.html' title='snow, I&apos;M SICK, and winter formal!'/><author><name>Stephanie Noell</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9156191853225817628.post-1851878799618405789</id><published>2008-01-04T19:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-04T19:58:14.548-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kevin came over yesterday.</title><content type='html'>Nah nah nah...boring day, really. Yesterday was awesome though, cuz Kevin came over! :D For like 9 hours too :D Ah, it was the best day in a long time. We played Sorry, and I beat him the first time, the second time we played with my sister and he won. I'm still cooler :P We went to the lake and fed ducks, which was fun...but scary cuz they all just swarmed us! O.O We were at the lake for a real long time, and on the way back it started raining. The whole time I'd been complaining because we took along my step dads umbrella and I didn't want to carry it around. But when the rain started I decided I was glad we had it. Hmm...oh, before dinner, I put on some music from youtube and me and Kevin danced all crazy. It was so much fun. I DIDN'T WANT KEVIN TO LEEEAVE ME!! T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway. Today, well earlier, I was on the coucn and Dotty started chasing Pierre around it. They were getting faster and faster and just going at it. Pierre was faster than Dotty, so then when Dotty couldn't catch up with him, she ran the other way and they crashed into eachother lol!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9156191853225817628-1851878799618405789?l=nekoserenity14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nekoserenity14.blogspot.com/feeds/1851878799618405789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9156191853225817628&amp;postID=1851878799618405789' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9156191853225817628/posts/default/1851878799618405789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9156191853225817628/posts/default/1851878799618405789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nekoserenity14.blogspot.com/2008/01/kevin-came-over-yesterday.html' title='Kevin came over yesterday.'/><author><name>Stephanie Noell</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9156191853225817628.post-1226690364519151404</id><published>2008-01-02T13:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-02T14:03:22.028-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Years! 2008!</title><content type='html'>New Years Eve I spent the night at my grandmas with my sister. We watched this AWFUL movie. It was called The Prince, The Witch and the Mermaid. It was an Indian film dubbed in English...it had bad voice overs, the voices didn't match the people, and it had awful graphics, bad script writing...it was random...omg...it was so bad. But it was hilarious because of that. Worst movie of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also watched The Invisible, which was ok. Not as scary as I'd hoped....We watched Rose Red, a Stephen King movie that was way too long...it was alright I guess. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ate Chinese food and fondu! New Years Day, we ate Chinese food again for dinner and watched a movie called Blue Smoke, about a woman who's got some psycho arsonist coming after her boyfriends. It was good I guess.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9156191853225817628-1226690364519151404?l=nekoserenity14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nekoserenity14.blogspot.com/feeds/1226690364519151404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9156191853225817628&amp;postID=1226690364519151404' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9156191853225817628/posts/default/1226690364519151404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9156191853225817628/posts/default/1226690364519151404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nekoserenity14.blogspot.com/2008/01/new-years-2008.html' title='New Years! 2008!'/><author><name>Stephanie Noell</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9156191853225817628.post-3247617150207303528</id><published>2007-12-31T10:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-31T11:04:42.171-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Years Eve 2007</title><content type='html'>One day left of 2007. Well, I don't really like New Years Eve. I don't know why people want to go out and get drunk just cuz its the last day of the year :P That's just silly. And stupid. I'm not big on fire works, and I could care less about staying up till midnight. I do that all the time :P. Well, maybe it would be fun if I could do it with friends. But I'm always either the only one still awake, or with family. It's not that exciting. :P I WANNA SPEND IT WITH KEVIN! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man, I still remember New Years Eve of 1999, before 2000. We were watching the news at my grandparents house, and some guy had climbed up a phone pole and got electrecuted :P Geeze.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9156191853225817628-3247617150207303528?l=nekoserenity14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nekoserenity14.blogspot.com/feeds/3247617150207303528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9156191853225817628&amp;postID=3247617150207303528' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9156191853225817628/posts/default/3247617150207303528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9156191853225817628/posts/default/3247617150207303528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nekoserenity14.blogspot.com/2007/12/new-years-eve-2007.html' title='New Years Eve 2007'/><author><name>Stephanie Noell</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9156191853225817628.post-1321734219189881318</id><published>2007-12-30T20:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-30T21:06:58.206-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Woohoo Kevin's home!</title><content type='html'>Yesterday I got to go hang out with Kevin at the mall. We were hoping he could come to my house, but my mom didn't get home till 6 am so she was tired all day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kevin gave me some Costa Rican candy and he'd baught me a real pretty bracelet with matching earings, a ring, and he'd filled up a bottle with sand and shells from the beach. His uncle had made me his own one of those which was real pretty. I loved the shells Kevin gave me. One was this tiny real pink and shiny shell. It was my favorite! All the shells were so perfect too. It's amazing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was awesome to hang out with him after not seeing him for 2 weeks. And he told me the funnniiiiesst joke!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A guy has a friend who says he knows karate. To proove it, the karate friend tells the guy "Try to poke me in the eye"  The guy doesn't want to becuz that's dangerous and doesn't want to hurt him. But karate guy insists and so the other guy tries, and karate guy blocks it with a hand. Then he says to try to kick him in the balls. The guy doesn't want to, but the karate guy insists its ok, and he can block it. So he kicks as hard as he can and the guy grabs his foot before he hits. Well the guy is real impressed and later is with another friedn. He says "I know karate, my friend taught me" He tells his friend "Try to kick me in the balls as hard as you can" The friend doesnt want to, but the guy insists. So at last he kicks, and the guy puts a hand up to block, but does it the way to block an attack to the eyes! Ah it was soooooooo funny. :D He and I were cracking up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kevin also drew me lots of pictures, and loved all the ones I had drawn for him. One of them he did for me was really nice, it looked just like me! He copied it off a photo we took before we left of me and him, and I'd really liked how I'd looked. He also gave me copies of all those pictures :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kevin even had gifts for my siblings! He gave shells and Costa Rican currency to my sisters and a necklace to my brother. He's so nice and so thoughtful! He's the best. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I was home alone all day long so I just talked to him for most of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man I can't wait for school to start again so we can see each other all the time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9156191853225817628-1321734219189881318?l=nekoserenity14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nekoserenity14.blogspot.com/feeds/1321734219189881318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9156191853225817628&amp;postID=1321734219189881318' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9156191853225817628/posts/default/1321734219189881318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9156191853225817628/posts/default/1321734219189881318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nekoserenity14.blogspot.com/2007/12/woohoo-kevins-home.html' title='Woohoo Kevin&apos;s home!'/><author><name>Stephanie Noell</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9156191853225817628.post-3156498203897356846</id><published>2007-12-28T17:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-28T17:47:26.071-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Well that sucks. But on the bright side...</title><content type='html'>Man, today our friend Earen and her son Blake, who we've known since I was like 4 and Blake was 3, came over today. I was really excited since we never get to see them. But my mom got called to a birth and had to leave after they'd only been there for a bout a half hour, maybe a little longer. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the bright side, Kevin comes home tonight!! I'm hoping he can come over tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm hungry. Frank and my sister and cousin are on their way home with McDonalds. I wish they'd hurry up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas was good, I got 2 mangas: XXXHOlic and Tsubasa, 2 cds: Vanessa Carlton and Good Charlotte. A journal, sharpies, pens....Starbuck coffee stuff, socccckkkks....uhhh....I dunno.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9156191853225817628-3156498203897356846?l=nekoserenity14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nekoserenity14.blogspot.com/feeds/3156498203897356846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9156191853225817628&amp;postID=3156498203897356846' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9156191853225817628/posts/default/3156498203897356846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9156191853225817628/posts/default/3156498203897356846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nekoserenity14.blogspot.com/2007/12/well-that-sucks-but-on-bright-side.html' title='Well that sucks. But on the bright side...'/><author><name>Stephanie Noell</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9156191853225817628.post-5676033299495026025</id><published>2007-12-24T18:16:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-24T18:21:24.537-08:00</updated><title type='text'>christmas eve 07!</title><content type='html'>Wow, been over a month since I last decided to post something. :P Been too busy talkin on the phone with Kevin. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today we went to see National Treasure: Book of Secrets. It was really good. I was worried it would be stupid. But I think it was as good as the first movie. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow's Christmas!! Woooot....? Doesn't feel like Christmas :P Maybe cuz I got out of school real late this year. Normally we got out the week before Christmas. :P &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talked to Brandon last night for about 2 hours, which was great. I miss Brandon. And Bryan. It's been awhile since I've really talked to them. Cuz I'm always talking to Kevin. I'M SORRY YOU GUYS! I DO STILL LOVE YOU! I haven't forgotten or abandoned you. I'm going to try to try harder! I love you guys. JUST EMAIL ME OR CALL ME OR EVEN BETTER, WRITE ME ANNNYYYY TIME!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways. This past week has been sad cuz Kevin left for Costa Rica on Monday. Sad :( MY LOVE! And I can't even talk to him till he comes back :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9156191853225817628-5676033299495026025?l=nekoserenity14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nekoserenity14.blogspot.com/feeds/5676033299495026025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9156191853225817628&amp;postID=5676033299495026025' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9156191853225817628/posts/default/5676033299495026025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9156191853225817628/posts/default/5676033299495026025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nekoserenity14.blogspot.com/2007/12/christmas-eve-07.html' title='christmas eve 07!'/><author><name>Stephanie Noell</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9156191853225817628.post-7866571513323926796</id><published>2007-11-09T15:54:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-09T15:57:11.582-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Leaving the Single's Club</title><content type='html'>I now have a boyfriend. Kevin came over yesterday, so we could work on something for our project, and while he was over we went outside to play tag. After we sat down for a break, he asked me to be his girlfriend. :D I'm so happy. Tomorrow we're hoping to hang out at the mall after he gets off work. I can't wait to ask my mom to take me. I hope I can go. I want to see him again. I like that we have a 5 day weekend, yet it's sad cuz now I can't see him. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunatly though, being outside so long in the cold gave me a scratchy throat. :P And my stomach's been hurting since yesterday. &gt;.&lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9156191853225817628-7866571513323926796?l=nekoserenity14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nekoserenity14.blogspot.com/feeds/7866571513323926796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9156191853225817628&amp;postID=7866571513323926796' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9156191853225817628/posts/default/7866571513323926796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9156191853225817628/posts/default/7866571513323926796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nekoserenity14.blogspot.com/2007/11/leaving-singles-club.html' title='Leaving the Single&apos;s Club'/><author><name>Stephanie Noell</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9156191853225817628.post-1929834344222503353</id><published>2007-11-03T12:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-03T13:00:49.787-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pierre is cute. And Kevin gave me a smiley face pin!</title><content type='html'>Hmm....little Pierre's doing good. He's cute and asleep by me right now. Of course he pooped on the carpet today and peed on it last night :P He follows us every where though, if we're not holding him! I love the little guy, but he's sorta high maintenance (uh...don't know if I spelled that right). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday we went to the mall, and since I knew Kevin was working, I went into JCPenney's to find him. My sisters were with me and were like "Do you even know what you're going? He's probably not here." I was like "No, I don't. And yes....HE IS!!!" And then I did find him, and I was happy. He gave me and my sister Felicia his smiley face pins :) I love smiley faces. They remind me of Bryan! :D lol. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm hungry! I want candy...but then I really don't want candy...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9156191853225817628-1929834344222503353?l=nekoserenity14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nekoserenity14.blogspot.com/feeds/1929834344222503353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9156191853225817628&amp;postID=1929834344222503353' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9156191853225817628/posts/default/1929834344222503353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9156191853225817628/posts/default/1929834344222503353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nekoserenity14.blogspot.com/2007/11/pierre-is-cute-and-kevin-gave-me-smiley.html' title='Pierre is cute. And Kevin gave me a smiley face pin!'/><author><name>Stephanie Noell</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9156191853225817628.post-8725117230423311029</id><published>2007-11-01T20:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-01T20:18:06.095-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Senior Portraits Taken Today</title><content type='html'>Yep. Left school early for my senior pics (and getting a pass port for going to Mexico this Christmas). I had a lot of fun though. We went to this nice park place and took tons of pics. I used little Pierre as one of my props XD. Amy was my photographer. She was nice, I talked a lot to her. She loved our little puppy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel slightly sick from all my Halloween candy :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9156191853225817628-8725117230423311029?l=nekoserenity14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nekoserenity14.blogspot.com/feeds/8725117230423311029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9156191853225817628&amp;postID=8725117230423311029' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9156191853225817628/posts/default/8725117230423311029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9156191853225817628/posts/default/8725117230423311029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nekoserenity14.blogspot.com/2007/11/senior-portraits-taken-today.html' title='Senior Portraits Taken Today'/><author><name>Stephanie Noell</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9156191853225817628.post-7667673931272071500</id><published>2007-10-31T21:06:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-31T21:11:01.585-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Halloween from Heavenly Foods Inc. and Pierre</title><content type='html'>WE GOT A NEW DOG!!!! He's tiny and cute and adorable and cuddly and follows us and comes when we call. His name's Pierre. He's a papillon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In one of my classes, we have to create a product, a commercial and ads. My group is called Heavenly Foods Incorperated. Our product is Bible Breakfast. Our slogan is "What would Jesus eat?" Our foods are Eternel Eggs, Savior Sausage, Jesus Jam, Holy Toast, Cross Sticks (french toast)....it's so cool...we were having so much fun with it....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My last year of trick-or-treating :( I got lots of king size candy bars. I was dressed as a dead girl. One guy said I was a little old :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I loved Ryan's reaction when he saw me, he did a double take! haha. We got pizza for dinner at the pizza place he works....XD I specifically made my mom order from there.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9156191853225817628-7667673931272071500?l=nekoserenity14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nekoserenity14.blogspot.com/feeds/7667673931272071500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9156191853225817628&amp;postID=7667673931272071500' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9156191853225817628/posts/default/7667673931272071500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9156191853225817628/posts/default/7667673931272071500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nekoserenity14.blogspot.com/2007/10/happy-halloween-from-heavenly-foods-inc.html' title='Happy Halloween from Heavenly Foods Inc. and Pierre'/><author><name>Stephanie Noell</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9156191853225817628.post-6442349544017370327</id><published>2007-10-26T20:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-26T20:57:30.879-07:00</updated><title type='text'>because of harry potter i missed avatar</title><content type='html'>I'm wearing a plastic fireman hat! It's from the homecoming assembly today....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a headache.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Harry Potter 2 is on TV...and my step dad won't quit asking me what's going on! He's asking me questions about why and how and blah. And becuz of this I missed Avatar. Sad...I'll watch it online tomorrow I guess...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Stephanie, what is he?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"A house elf..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"A house elf!?" *cracks up*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Why's he got magic?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I don't know...they just have powers."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Why?" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I don't know....they just do!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* * *&lt;br /&gt;"Stephanie, what's his name? Higird!?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"HAGRID!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*to my sister* "what she say?"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9156191853225817628-6442349544017370327?l=nekoserenity14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nekoserenity14.blogspot.com/feeds/6442349544017370327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9156191853225817628&amp;postID=6442349544017370327' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9156191853225817628/posts/default/6442349544017370327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9156191853225817628/posts/default/6442349544017370327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nekoserenity14.blogspot.com/2007/10/because-of-harry-potter-i-missed-avatar.html' title='because of harry potter i missed avatar'/><author><name>Stephanie Noell</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9156191853225817628.post-8943367444838767783</id><published>2007-10-25T16:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-25T18:48:43.522-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lord of the Flies...Mad World...driving...seeing peeps.</title><content type='html'>In English class we've been reading Lord of the Flies. I just finished the last chapter last night. I actually kinda like it and I'm not quite sure why. Jack infuriates me. He should die. Because he's evil. (Kevin and I...call him Jerky Jack...) But I enjoyed it...and so I looked for fan art on deviantart. I didn't find a whole lot of stuff I liked, but I found some. My favorite was this flash animation. It was short and funny and cute....&lt;br /&gt;http://kirbunkle.deviantart.com/art/Lord-of-the-Flies-23040778&lt;br /&gt;I totally drew pics of Jack and Ralph too...cuz I felt like it!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In class yesterday we had to take a quiz thing, where really what it was was listning to these 2 songs and then relating them to Lord of the Flies. One of them ws "Mad World" which I'd only ever really heard a clip of on that video game commercial. But I loved it. And so I keep listning to it online....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so tired. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um...yeah. I drove down the hill yesterday in my neighborhood. I was pretty nervous...that's a big hill. And it's hard to see down it....I was going slow. I hate having my siblings in the car when I drive....they make fun of me!! Or at least Brandon does....Mariah I could hear back there sighing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to Fred Myers yesterday. I saw Matt, and talked to him a bit. He works there now. He told me I should go bug Justin and told me where he was (Justin works there too). So I went and found Justin and talked to him for a few minutes. It was good, I haven't seen him in awhile.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9156191853225817628-8943367444838767783?l=nekoserenity14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nekoserenity14.blogspot.com/feeds/8943367444838767783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9156191853225817628&amp;postID=8943367444838767783' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9156191853225817628/posts/default/8943367444838767783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9156191853225817628/posts/default/8943367444838767783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nekoserenity14.blogspot.com/2007/10/lord-of-fliesmad-worlddrivingseeing.html' title='Lord of the Flies...Mad World...driving...seeing peeps.'/><author><name>Stephanie Noell</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9156191853225817628.post-7130287738666124559</id><published>2007-10-23T17:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-23T17:23:48.456-07:00</updated><title type='text'>special "hello brandon" blog</title><content type='html'>Hello Brandon. You suck, loser! You abandoned me last night on the phone and we were finally having a good conversation! It's ok...I still lurve ya....-_- even though you're poopy! I've replaced you. Kevin's my new best friend. And Ryan. Yeah. You've been REPLACED!!!!!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okey, byez, i luv you!!! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what a loving message :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS....u should get a letter from me soon...friday or saturday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9156191853225817628-7130287738666124559?l=nekoserenity14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nekoserenity14.blogspot.com/feeds/7130287738666124559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9156191853225817628&amp;postID=7130287738666124559' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9156191853225817628/posts/default/7130287738666124559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9156191853225817628/posts/default/7130287738666124559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nekoserenity14.blogspot.com/2007/10/special-hello-brandon-blog.html' title='special &quot;hello brandon&quot; blog'/><author><name>Stephanie Noell</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9156191853225817628.post-744784579775668675</id><published>2007-10-22T16:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-22T16:44:11.897-07:00</updated><title type='text'>So tired! Strange Dream.</title><content type='html'>I was so tired this morning, I could hardly bare to wake up!! My eyes were like stuff half closed all morning, and when I was trying to put my mascara on, it sorta got in my eyebrow and on my nose and side of my face :/ Yeah. I'm still real tired. I don't feel like moving...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night I had to finnish up my reading assignment of Lord of the Flies. All weekend I was listning to songs from Nightmare Before Christmas and a lot of Japanese songs and I was typing in Japanese....it all sorta melded together to give me a dream where Nightmare Before Christmas was combined with Lord of the Flies and they were speaking Japanese....Interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made brownies last night and braught some for my friends....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9156191853225817628-744784579775668675?l=nekoserenity14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nekoserenity14.blogspot.com/feeds/744784579775668675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9156191853225817628&amp;postID=744784579775668675' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9156191853225817628/posts/default/744784579775668675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9156191853225817628/posts/default/744784579775668675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nekoserenity14.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-love-computer-lab.html' title='So tired! Strange Dream.'/><author><name>Stephanie Noell</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9156191853225817628.post-7228878984583633402</id><published>2007-10-20T18:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-20T18:35:11.252-07:00</updated><title type='text'>poopy brandon and bryan</title><content type='html'>I'm so hungry!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ugh, I keep trying to call Brandon, but he keeps not being home. When he finally was his sister was on the phone and said he'd call me back in 20 minutes. Well he didn't and now I don't feel like calling him. :P And I haven't been able to get a hold of Bryan either! I'm sad...:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can type in 日本語 on my computer now! Sweet...&lt;strong&gt; 私　は　日本語　が　大好きね。楽しいです。&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;寝たい。。。食べたい。。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ブランドン　は　プーピー。ばか。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;楽しいね。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;私　は　かっこいいね。私　は　日本語　を　話せます。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;さようなら。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9156191853225817628-7228878984583633402?l=nekoserenity14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nekoserenity14.blogspot.com/feeds/7228878984583633402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9156191853225817628&amp;postID=7228878984583633402' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9156191853225817628/posts/default/7228878984583633402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9156191853225817628/posts/default/7228878984583633402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nekoserenity14.blogspot.com/2007/10/poopy-brandon-and-bryan.html' title='poopy brandon and bryan'/><author><name>Stephanie Noell</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9156191853225817628.post-8091868671508867089</id><published>2007-10-19T22:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-19T22:52:57.820-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Women's Convention</title><content type='html'>So my mom took my sisters and me to The Women's Show at the convention center in Portland. I hadn't wanted to go cuz I thought it sounded dumb, but it was actually fun. There's just a bunch of boothes and stuff of different things. One booth we got massages! We got 5 minute massages...that felt real good. The guy doing me did this weird thing with my arms...it was basically the same thing you'd do with play dough, clay, or dough. He rolled it around the way you do with dough to make it long and thin...it was crazy!! It all felt pretty good XD I've never had a real massage. Man my sister is fired! When he did my kneck, he said it was really stiff and asked if I talk on the phone a lot lol. I was like "No...." (I was all spaced out and relaxed). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They had a whole lot of free food samples and stuff. I got so stuffed! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sisters and I spent a real long time looking at jewelry. Especially when we looked at this booth with decorative pretty hair pieces. We spent like a half hour there! My sister Mariah baught a tiara and this litle clip thing. It was pretty. The lady there was real nice. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally got sick of staying in the same spot and wandered off on my own and got a free hand massage XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom, me and all my sisters go free make over things...They put on foundation and a little bit of eyeshadow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mariah sitting in her chair waiting for make up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i18.photobucket.com/albums/b103/Radioactivekitty/104_9496copy.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mariah getting eyeshadow put on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i18.photobucket.com/albums/b103/Radioactivekitty/104_9497copy.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me rubbing some stuff into my face before getting foundation on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i18.photobucket.com/albums/b103/Radioactivekitty/104_9501copy.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me getting eyeshadow on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i18.photobucket.com/albums/b103/Radioactivekitty/104_9506copy.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My after picture...don't know if you can even really tell I'm wearing make up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i18.photobucket.com/albums/b103/Radioactivekitty/104_9513copy.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was weird though...they had a booth for pole dancing! :P I didn't go to that one of course. My youngest sister was mad that was even there and thought all the girls were 13. They weren't of course...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well anyway....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A picture of my crappy spongey cupcakes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i18.photobucket.com/albums/b103/Radioactivekitty/IMG_0003copy.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The aftermath of our outdoor table :( Completly shattered!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i18.photobucket.com/albums/b103/Radioactivekitty/104_9490copy.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before we left today, my brother got in trouble for disobeying our mom twice. My mom told him he couldn't go to the mall with friends and he asked why. My mom said because he disobeyed her, he said "So?" What a loser...and so she got mad and they started fighting and he said "Screw you" and she kept giving him more punishment and he was back talking and saying he didn't care, it didn't matter, no big deal, oh, he'd heard this all before blah blah blah. So we left at last, and my brother called and left a message on her phone that said something about how he didn't know why she expected him not to go anywhere while she was gone and ended with "so screw off" Yeah...my brother has issues :P He can't ever just stop. He always has to have the last word. He makes it all worse for himself, and I don't know why he can't just bite his tongue. You'd think by now he'd have gotten it figured out...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But on the way back from the convention, we saw a homeless man with a sign that said "Too ugly to be a prostitue, I won't steal and I'm allergic to jail. Please help." Best sign ever! Wish I had a picture.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9156191853225817628-8091868671508867089?l=nekoserenity14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nekoserenity14.blogspot.com/feeds/8091868671508867089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9156191853225817628&amp;postID=8091868671508867089' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9156191853225817628/posts/default/8091868671508867089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9156191853225817628/posts/default/8091868671508867089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nekoserenity14.blogspot.com/2007/10/womens-convention.html' title='Women&apos;s Convention'/><author><name>Stephanie Noell</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9156191853225817628.post-4799934808471264754</id><published>2007-10-18T17:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-18T17:48:04.100-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the tantrum of a 2 yr old</title><content type='html'>Ewwww...my dog just licked my hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spent the night at my grandma's last night...we rented Room 1408. That was really good. I was worried it would be dumb or end stupidly, but it was pretty good. I wanted to rent The Invisible, but they were out...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My 2 yr old cousin Elijah was there too, my grandma in the morning had to leave to go take care of my other cousin, Emma at my Uncle's house. She told me Elijah would probably sleep till 10...he woke up at 7:30!!! So I put on Batman for him...I was going to go back to sleep but decided I'd watch too since I've never seen it. The Penguin disgusts me....ewww....After the movie, he kept asking me to play toys with him. I told him to bring the toys into the living room and I would but he wouldn't...so I put the TV to PBS kids and he watched that while I half slept. I'm really a terrible baby sitter :P But hey, I was awake enough to hear things. I was more dozing....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A while after my grandma came home, he started throwing a fit...I finally went to play toys with him. We were playing legos and I was trying to build a little thing and he kept insisting I give it a door, and he kept handing me one of the huge legos (I was playing with the normal tiny legos). When I wouldn't put in a door he threw a fit, picked up his plate of pizza bites and threw it on the floor and started screaming and crying. I was trying to pick up the pizza, and he knocked it back over. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A little while later he calmed down and my grandma told him to say sorry to me. He looked at me and said he wanted his baba. My grandma insisted he needed to say sorry. He said "What did 'Ijah do?" we told him he'd thrown a fit. He asked who'd knocked over his pizza. I was like "You did" :P &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He went back to throwing a fit again later...and that was upsetting Emma who my grandma had taken home to babysit. Grandma kept having to go take Elijah out of the room, but whenever she put Emma down she'd start screaming. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elijah kept throwing his bottle, and I kept trying to pick it up. I handed it to him, he threw it down, I put it on the table, he knocked it down, I left it on the floor, but put it up right and he kicked it down so I finally just gave up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After awhile he finally calmed down and my grandma took us out and we picked up some chinese food for my lunch and we went to get another movie. They still didn't have The Invisible, but I'd wanted to see The Nightmare Before Christmas cuz I haven't seen it since I was real little and I keep seeing commercials about it on TV. So we go that, and on the way home, my mom called and said she'd be picking me up real soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was maybe a half hour into the movie when my mom finally showed up, so I was sad. But she stayed till I finished it. Except I couldn't hear anything that was going on cuz Elijah and Emma were playing, my mom and grandma were talking, and my grandma was talking to my cousins, and then my mom got a phone call and was talking real loud and told me to turn down the volume :P I finally sighed real exhasperated so she left the room. But I'm sad I didn't really get to enjoy the movie....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note...got my progress report. I had a C in math and a B in English and A's in everything else. So that's good. My mom wants to go to confrences tomorrow. :P I don't want to! I'm a senior, seniors don't need to go to those...:P Besides, I'm doing well apparantly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now I'm going to sit here and be tired.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9156191853225817628-4799934808471264754?l=nekoserenity14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nekoserenity14.blogspot.com/feeds/4799934808471264754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9156191853225817628&amp;postID=4799934808471264754' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9156191853225817628/posts/default/4799934808471264754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9156191853225817628/posts/default/4799934808471264754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nekoserenity14.blogspot.com/2007/10/tantrum-of-2-yr-old.html' title='the tantrum of a 2 yr old'/><author><name>Stephanie Noell</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9156191853225817628.post-1434826920747936291</id><published>2007-10-17T17:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-17T18:01:08.522-07:00</updated><title type='text'>going to grandma's...nightmares of spiders...the enviornment</title><content type='html'>I'm goin to my grandma's house tonight...she should be here soon. My sister said the movie "The Invisible" is out, so I'll see if we can rent that. I wanted to see it really bad. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night, at like 2 am, I was dreaming there were spiders in my bed crawling over me. It freaked me out and I woke up and thought it was real so I jumped out of bed and ran to turn on my light. I just stood there staring at my bed somewhat horrified...then I went and started looking through the covers and sheets, and after finding nothing, I went back to bed. But I was laying there really stiff and afraid to fall asleep cuz I wasn't completly convinced I was safe...but then I started drifting off, and realized, yes, it had been a dream. It was okay to get comfortable. My brother said he heard me running around....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was pretty good I think....I had lots of fun at lunch. And Kevin baught me a cookie!!! Aww...how nice. Makes me happy. I always want to buy cookies...but the stupid line's too long!!! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UUUUUUUUMMMMM yeah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've got this juice...passion fruit...I'm obsessed with it!!!! IT'S SO DELCIOUS!!!! OISHII-NE!!!! DAISUKI!!!! I just can't stop drinking it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom doesn't believe in global warming :/ She kinda goes for the theory that the earth goes through cycles...While that could be, and even if that's why the ice caps or whatever are melting, I'm sure the fact that we've got all the pollution in the air isn't helping it, and is definatly contributing. I realized last year that I actually care about the environment. :P Cuz I took that environmental science class. But that's good...at least there's something I care about. Cuz I'm pretty apathetic about most everything.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9156191853225817628-1434826920747936291?l=nekoserenity14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nekoserenity14.blogspot.com/feeds/1434826920747936291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9156191853225817628&amp;postID=1434826920747936291' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9156191853225817628/posts/default/1434826920747936291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9156191853225817628/posts/default/1434826920747936291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nekoserenity14.blogspot.com/2007/10/going-to-grandmasthe-enviornment.html' title='going to grandma&apos;s...nightmares of spiders...the enviornment'/><author><name>Stephanie Noell</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9156191853225817628.post-6802436437047731124</id><published>2007-10-16T16:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-16T16:34:50.384-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Forgetting my sweater...Shakespeare Class...Poor glass toped table...</title><content type='html'>Priscilla gave me a cupcake today! Yay! Cupcakes...:heart: And it was a real cupcake. Not a nasty spongey cupcake :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I totally left my sweater in English today...I was standing there in SSE before the bell rang and I realized it was kinda cold and went to get my sweater...and it was just like "oh crap..." I went back to the class, walking as fast as I could with out running, grabbed my sweater and went back...got there a little after the bell and my legs were so sore!! But at least I got it....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The...library was fun today during SSE....I got my first insy tinsy bit of research....and then talked the rest of the time....Cuz that's what SSE is really all about. Talking to friends. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love Shakespeare class...it's my favorite. We're reading Macbeth right now...we're almost done. A funny line from that play today...."What, you egg!" Said by &lt;em&gt;murderer 1&lt;/em&gt; who killed Lady Macduff and her son. There's another line I like though, said by one of the witches..."By the pricking of my thumb, something wickid this way comes" I really like that...cuz it...rhymes...I dunno. It's just so fun to say!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I got home today, my sister told me to look out the back window...Yeah, our glass toped porch table was shattered! My sister said the wind blew so hard that it ripped the umbrella off it and that caused the glass top to shatter....That sucks. Oh well....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9156191853225817628-6802436437047731124?l=nekoserenity14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nekoserenity14.blogspot.com/feeds/6802436437047731124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9156191853225817628&amp;postID=6802436437047731124' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9156191853225817628/posts/default/6802436437047731124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9156191853225817628/posts/default/6802436437047731124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nekoserenity14.blogspot.com/2007/10/forgetting-my-sweaterssetalktofriendsti.html' title='Forgetting my sweater...Shakespeare Class...Poor glass toped table...'/><author><name>Stephanie Noell</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9156191853225817628.post-7851563112338582056</id><published>2007-10-15T16:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-15T18:39:25.408-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Long walk....Weird dream....Crappy Cupcakes</title><content type='html'>I went on a nice long walk just a bit ago. I'm real tired now....but I feel good about myself!! My mp3 player died just as I was approaching my house....at least it lasted long enough to give me some enjoyment for the walk. I love fall. It smells nice...and the air feels so...fresh!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took a quiz in Japanese class today...I probably didn't do so well....dang. *sigh* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of not doing well...I'm not doing well in math :( It's probably cuz I did so terrible on my math test.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeeeep......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oo.......yeeeeahhhhhhhhh.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so boring!! Ahhhhh.....Tsumaranai-desu ne!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah...weird dream last night....I was on a field trip with Chelsie and Ryan and it was late at night. My leg bumped Ryan, and then my arm did. He got really mad at me for that, and I got upset and was like "Geeze I'm sorry! I can't help it!" And then later he bumped me by accidnet, but I decided to be mature and not care...Then Ryan was falling asleep, and was totally falling over...so I gave him my pillow...and he fell asleep. Then Chelsie was going to say something, and it was important...but my stupid alarm clock went off before she could say it :P Makes me angry. I still wish I knew what it was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I tried to make cupcakes using a recipe I got off line.....THEY'RE CRAP!!!! The recipe told me to put in some shortening...so I did...and it wouldn't mix in right, so it looked all clumpy...like rotten cottage cheeze!!! The cupcakes came out spongy T_T I don't know how they taste yet, but I'm angry at that recipe. RAWR!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* * * &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well apparantly the cupcakes are awful...my step dad just ate one and made faces and went to throw it in the trash with it all spilling out of his mouth. "Oh my word!" He said as he left the kitchen while my youngest sister Felicia ran out laughing yelling they were the worst things she'd ever had. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey! It's not my fault! I bake just fine! It was that awful recipe! I'm never using it again. :P What a waste.....of time...energy...and ingredients.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mazui ne!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9156191853225817628-7851563112338582056?l=nekoserenity14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nekoserenity14.blogspot.com/feeds/7851563112338582056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9156191853225817628&amp;postID=7851563112338582056' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9156191853225817628/posts/default/7851563112338582056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9156191853225817628/posts/default/7851563112338582056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nekoserenity14.blogspot.com/2007/10/long-walkweird-dream.html' title='Long walk....Weird dream....Crappy Cupcakes'/><author><name>Stephanie Noell</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9156191853225817628.post-304569742180274029</id><published>2007-10-14T13:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-14T13:55:53.553-07:00</updated><title type='text'>DA posts</title><content type='html'>It's been awhile, but I finally posted stuff on DeviantArt! :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i18.photobucket.com/albums/b103/Radioactivekitty/dylan.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i18.photobucket.com/albums/b103/Radioactivekitty/dylanpokemoncopy.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i18.photobucket.com/albums/b103/Radioactivekitty/GUYcopy.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just 3 of the pics i posted....:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9156191853225817628-304569742180274029?l=nekoserenity14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nekoserenity14.blogspot.com/feeds/304569742180274029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9156191853225817628&amp;postID=304569742180274029' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9156191853225817628/posts/default/304569742180274029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9156191853225817628/posts/default/304569742180274029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nekoserenity14.blogspot.com/2007/10/da-posts.html' title='DA posts'/><author><name>Stephanie Noell</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9156191853225817628.post-3462053156930556460</id><published>2007-10-13T15:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-13T20:47:51.143-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Photo Uploading. Brandon and Bryan=Beautiful and Honesty</title><content type='html'>That's what I've been doing since last night....editing pics on photoshop and uploading them to MySpace and Facebook, as well as e-mailing them to my best friends Brandon and Bryan. Doing all this takes FOREVER! But I have nothing better to do, so it's okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I called Bryan today, and Brandon was there. I asked Bryan if I was beautiful, he said of course I was. I told him to ask Brandon the same and Bryan says "Do you want friend honest, or real honest?" I was like "What's that supposed to mean!?" Bryan was like "Which kind of honest do you want?" I said I wanted real honest. Brandon said yes, I am beautiful. Bryan told me the "friend honest or real honest" thing was just to get me paranoid. I asked Bryan if he thought Brandon was beautiful. He said "He's cute" which cracked me up....oh Bryan. I love him. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe its 3:15! I'm so bored....I wish someone was online to talk to me :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9156191853225817628-3462053156930556460?l=nekoserenity14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nekoserenity14.blogspot.com/feeds/3462053156930556460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9156191853225817628&amp;postID=3462053156930556460' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9156191853225817628/posts/default/3462053156930556460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9156191853225817628/posts/default/3462053156930556460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nekoserenity14.blogspot.com/2007/10/photo-uploading-brandon-and.html' title='Photo Uploading. Brandon and Bryan=Beautiful and Honesty'/><author><name>Stephanie Noell</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9156191853225817628.post-5604268440016810745</id><published>2007-10-12T11:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-16T19:10:24.332-07:00</updated><title type='text'>No School Friday's Rock...sometimes.</title><content type='html'>Yay no school! I got to sleep in :D Well...sort of....I got woken up by my sister's stupid bird! It kept tweeting!! That's why I didn't want her to have a bird T_T Her room is right next to mine and all the noises irritate me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hm...random memory of freshman year....in calligraphy class, I remember talking to Katelyn, saying how badly my back hurts every morning when I woke up, and she was saying the same thing happens to her....This came to mind because I was thinking about how badly my back hurt this morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm hungry. I ate some of my sister's upside down cake she made last night. That was my breakfast ahaha. So healthy. -_- I want..........more food.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9156191853225817628-5604268440016810745?l=nekoserenity14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nekoserenity14.blogspot.com/feeds/5604268440016810745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9156191853225817628&amp;postID=5604268440016810745' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9156191853225817628/posts/default/5604268440016810745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9156191853225817628/posts/default/5604268440016810745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nekoserenity14.blogspot.com/2007/10/no-school-fridays-rocksometimes.html' title='No School Friday&apos;s Rock...sometimes.'/><author><name>Stephanie Noell</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9156191853225817628.post-6770763103777306706</id><published>2007-10-11T19:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-11T19:20:03.751-07:00</updated><title type='text'>First Day of Blog</title><content type='html'>Went to JCC today. That was fun :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate SSE......it's a terrible thing designed to torment us poor seniors T_T Originally my idea was making jewelry boxes....but I didn't know how I'd find a community consultant, and I was starting to loose intrest in the idea. So now I've changed my idea to flower arranging....My essential question is "What is the knowledge and training needed to become a florist?"I just decided all this, so now I'm going to be behind. I'm going to take some flower arranging classes or something. I dunno. I hate this T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In English......we're reading Lord of the Flies. At least it's better than All Quiet on the Western Front. That book was soooo boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm lookin forward to Halloween.....I'm not real sure I want to go trick-or-treating this year though. As much as I &lt;em&gt;love&lt;/em&gt; getting candy for free, it's just not worth it anymore to walk around in the cold and sometimes rain for a few hours only for candy....I'll probably go though. I'd rather go with a group of friends or something. Even better, I'd like to not go trick-or-treating, and just hang out with some friends or something. I'm planning to be a dead girl again this year. :) I'm going to wear this dress I got for going to a friend's winter formal sophomore years, some black armwarmers, my wripped up black nylons, and then I'm going to put on lots of eyeshadow all around my eyes, the same way I did last year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No school tomorrow...woohoo! Sleeping in XD I wanted to spend the night at my grandma's house...but it didn't occur to me that I needed to call her before Thursday...oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My faveorite show's on tonight! Supernatural. New sesason started last Thursday. I love that show so much. That and Avatar. Can't miss either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want......to doooo something. With friends. I'm bored of staying at home all the time. I need to start really learning to drive...and get a job....but I really don't want to do either T_T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9156191853225817628-6770763103777306706?l=nekoserenity14.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nekoserenity14.blogspot.com/feeds/6770763103777306706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9156191853225817628&amp;postID=6770763103777306706' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9156191853225817628/posts/default/6770763103777306706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9156191853225817628/posts/default/6770763103777306706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nekoserenity14.blogspot.com/2007/10/first-day-of-blog.html' title='First Day of Blog'/><author><name>Stephanie Noell</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
