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  <pubDate>Sat, 03 Jan 2009 07:34:34 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>HA!</title>
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  <description>Livejournal. I can&apos;t believe you guys have gone back to it.&lt;br /&gt;And stalking your posts makes me want to start again too... though I must refuse...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I reckon I&apos;ll still continue to stalk them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and I know you can all read this from your &quot;friends&quot; page.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by the way, if you do read this, reply. I just want to see who read it, is all.</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 08 Jun 2007 08:39:52 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>OMG, Livejournal post?</title>
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  <description>Not really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For anyone that&apos;s interested (and still goes here, WTF?) I have MySpace now, which is better than LJ :P.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.myspace.com/fantanoice&quot;&gt;http://www.myspace.com/fantanoice&lt;/a&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 31 Mar 2007 14:02:40 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Special Edition School Holiday Entry (because I felt like putting it here as well)</title>
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  <description>Haha, full on music session going on in the house right now. Got my sister bashing my snare drum, my Dad with the electric guitar, and Body Rockers playing in the background. Funny stuff! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, got up today and started thinking about school. Today&apos;s the first day of the school holidays, and I was thinking about school. &lt;br /&gt;Thinking that I wouldn&apos;t see my friends (well, at least not until we diced to go to one of our movie days). I was also thinking about cute Eastie. Now the gang knows I have a crush on him, *sigh.* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I eventually got out of bed, and started doing random stuff. Soon Barrie and I went and &quot;banged the drums&quot; (-nothing dirty Tina!!!!!!) Barrie taught me to hold the sticks differently, because the way I held them was the stupid-lazy way. I tried it his way, and I was astounded at how much better it was. No way am I going back. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets see, what else did I do today? I know I played Backgammon, and went on the net. I also banged the Claves XD. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, school holidays :P &lt;br /&gt;~Rachel~</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 18 Mar 2007 10:38:34 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Fairwell Rachy&apos;s LJ</title>
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  <description>That&apos;s right, I am leaving my faithful Livejournal. Will it be forever? Only time will tell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a reason for this. I have found a blog service that suits me, personally, better than Livejournal does. It is, &quot;My Game Space.&quot; It works the same as MySpce, except its for gamers. They do heaps more than what LJ does, and sometimes they even have sponsorships (when they pay somebody just to play games.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If anybody wants to see mew at MyGameSpace, then simply go to &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.mygamerspace.com/fantanoice&quot;&gt;http://www.mygamerspace.com/fantanoice&lt;/a&gt; I&apos;ll be waiting :). However, if you&apos;re going to join (which I suggest you should) tell me on MSN (or something along those lines) so I can send you an invitation email ^_^. That way we can instantly be friends, and I get a point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, seeyou later, forever. For the last time, ciao.&lt;br /&gt;~Rachel</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 13 Mar 2007 07:15:21 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Shit Stains and Pizza Men</title>
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  <description>OMFG, Period 0. What makes it worse, I had periods 5 and 6 today as well. Full 7 period day. *dies*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, got up, got ready for school, watched Planet Sketch, then went to school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way to Studio Art I bumped into Morgana, and we dawdled to class together. We were bitching about how cold it was. Oh yeah, FIRST DAY WEARING MY JACKET FOR THE YEAR.&lt;br /&gt;In Studio Art, I worked on my first final piece - a pencil drawing of Cassie&apos;s house. Oh, and Cassie was 18 minutes late *tsk tsk.*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to the VCE Centre after Period 0. Started talking to Tina about how she reminded me of Jackie from &quot;That 70&apos;s Show,&quot; and just had random discussions. Soon it was back to Studio Art for Period 1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Worked on the same house.... until Period 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Period 2 was Maths Methods. I noticed that there was a spare seat next to Lisa, and next to the spare seat was Jodie, and not dandruff boy. I was so happy! I ran to the seat, and dandruff boy sat next to Jodie... until they swapped seats. I groaned, and dandruff boy&apos;s just like, &quot;Just because I made fun of Pokemon and Power Rangers,&quot; and I tried to explain to him that I&apos;ve ALWAYS preferred sitting next to Jodie over him. They refused to swap, so Lisa, Hannah and I picked up our books and moved to a different table.&lt;br /&gt;The teacher made some asian guy with bad breathe sit next to me. I call him, &quot;Bad Breathed Asian Guy.&quot; He kept laughing about random shit, even though his drawing of Miaad was funny as XD.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, worked on the quadratic formula, and discriminants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recess was outside the VCE Centre, switching between groups. Lisa was talking to me about stuff, and how I owe her money, and David was bragging to Hannah about me and him &quot;meowing&quot; and &quot;biting&quot; each other in Forensic last year (yeah, wtf?). I also told Alannah and David that Anthony was the &quot;new&quot; David. Elaine also has a number of names and metaphors to be referred to as.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Periods 3 and 4 were VET Music. &quot;Come Together... Right now.... OVER ME!&quot;&lt;br /&gt;We were split up into our groups, and we finally got to play &quot;Day Tripper.&quot; Only problem was, they guitarists took a while to get the riff. James and Joseph were also pissing me off by stealing MY drum kit, and then bitching to me about &quot;how they want a turn&quot; when it was MY turn. Asses.&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, Amanda singing *shivers* in my group *shivers*&lt;br /&gt;The guitarists did entertain Kim and me with &quot;My Sharona.&quot; We were singing to it... or at least the &quot;My Sharona&quot; part :P.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lunch was crazy. It was spent outside the VCE Centre, and our little &quot;sub-group&quot; consisted of Lisa, Ed, Alina, Hannah, Alannah, and me. Ed kept tickling Lisa, because Lisa said she wasn&apos;t ticklish (yeah right) and then they started talking about shit stains XD. There was also something about sandy spinich, and different flavoured condoms. Also, the price range of condoms was brought up, and where you buy them.&lt;br /&gt;David: &quot;Why do you buy them at the chemist?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;Ed: &quot;Because that&apos;s where they&apos;re sold.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Aren&apos;t they, like, $14? I heard $11.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;David: &quot;They&apos;re 50c in China.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;*dies laughing*&lt;br /&gt;Lisa also had a chatterbox that said HYA!&lt;br /&gt;Ed and I also did some Mario impressions.&lt;br /&gt;&quot;HEHE, I GOT IT!&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Period 5 was drums. Pretty good lesson. Mr C says my sight reading&apos;s getting good ;). I also have the &quot;rebound.&quot; I also played the Soca (more that once-unlike Matt.)&lt;br /&gt;New rhythm now! A RnB/HipHop beat. It&apos;s so cool ;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Period 6 was IT. I walked in, and there were like, NO computers left. I went to the corner, which was the only one left, and Hannah soon came over. She almost fall off her chair which was extraordinarily low XD.&lt;br /&gt;Hannah explained to me what I was meant to do, and got my work done in about 10 minutes. That left us both bored, so we went to play the &quot;You VS Boo&quot; game, a Mario fangame made by a member of Dashing ;).&lt;br /&gt;We were playing the 4th level, and halfway through there was a pipe (that I smashed because I was Mega Mario.)&lt;br /&gt;Hannah: &quot;Why is there a pipe there?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;Rachel: &quot;Because Mario&apos;s a plumber.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;Hannah: &quot;Really?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;Rachel: &quot;Duh.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;Hannah: &quot;Really? I thought he was a pizza-man.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;*laughed ass off until the end of the lesson*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John fell asleep in the car ride home - I almost did too. I was exhausted.&lt;br /&gt;~Two weeks (or is it three....?) until the holidays :D!&lt;br /&gt;~Rachel~</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 12 Mar 2007 10:42:27 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Dirty Mind? Pul-lease 0:)</title>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 12 Mar 2007 10:34:53 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Hi, I&apos;m a Mac. And I&apos;m a PC.</title>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 12 Mar 2007 10:31:13 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>PIE uhhhhhhh Squared?</title>
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  <description>&lt;table width=&quot;350&quot; align=&quot;center&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; cellspacing=&quot;0&quot; cellpadding=&quot;2&quot;&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#DDDDDD&quot; align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif&quot; style=&quot;color:black; font-size: 14pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are Pumpkin Pie&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#EEEEEE&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://images.blogthings.com/whatkindofpieareyouquiz/pumpkin-pie.jpg&quot; height=&quot;100&quot; width=&quot;100&quot;&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#000000&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You&apos;re the perfect combo of uniqueness and quality&lt;br /&gt;Those who like you are looking for something (someone!) special&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.blogthings.com/whatkindofpieareyouquiz/&quot;&gt;What Kind of Pie Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 12 Mar 2007 10:28:37 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>I would sell out for...</title>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 12 Mar 2007 10:17:16 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&lt;table width=&quot;350&quot; align=&quot;center&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; cellspacing=&quot;0&quot; cellpadding=&quot;2&quot;&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#999999&quot; align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif&quot; style=&quot;color:black; font-size: 14pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;What Your Dreams Mean...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#CCCCCC&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://images.blogthings.com/whatdoyourdreamsmeanquiz/good.jpg&quot; height=&quot;100&quot; width=&quot;100&quot;&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#000000&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your dreams seem to show that you&apos;re a very well adjusted and happy person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall, you are very content in your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have a very vivid imagination and a rich creative mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You secretly want to hide your dreams from your waking mind.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.blogthings.com/whatdoyourdreamsmeanquiz/&quot;&gt;What Do Your Dreams Mean?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 12 Mar 2007 10:14:08 GMT</pubDate>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 12 Mar 2007 10:10:46 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>What&apos;s My Personality Type?</title>
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  <title>Japanese Smileys</title>
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  <description>&lt;table width=&quot;350&quot; align=&quot;center&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; cellspacing=&quot;0&quot; cellpadding=&quot;2&quot;&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#EEEEEE&quot; align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif&quot; style=&quot;color:black; font-size: 14pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are &quot;Wow&quot;!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#FFFFFF&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://images.blogthings.com/whatjapanesesmileyareyouquiz/wow.gif&quot; height=&quot;100&quot; width=&quot;100&quot;&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.blogthings.com/whatjapanesesmileyareyouquiz/&quot;&gt;What Japanese Smiley Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOW</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 11 Mar 2007 12:30:53 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>My Blogging Personality</title>
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  <description>&lt;table width=&quot;350&quot; align=&quot;center&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; cellspacing=&quot;0&quot; cellpadding=&quot;2&quot;&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#999999&quot; align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif&quot; style=&quot;color:black; font-size: 14pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Blogging Type Is Clever and Witty&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#CCCCCC&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://images.blogthings.com/whatsyourbloggingpersonalityquiz/clever.jpg&quot; height=&quot;100&quot; width=&quot;100&quot;&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#000000&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of all blogging types, you&apos;re the best with words.&lt;br /&gt;Almost every blog post you write has legendary quality.&lt;br /&gt;You have a perverse sense of humor and often play devil&apos;s advocate.&lt;br /&gt;Impatient and picky, you tend to go off on funny rants from time to time.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyourbloggingpersonalityquiz/&quot;&gt;What&apos;s Your Blogging Personality?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 11 Mar 2007 12:27:49 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>My Room - GET OUT</title>
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  <description>&lt;table width=&quot;350&quot; align=&quot;center&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; cellspacing=&quot;0&quot; cellpadding=&quot;2&quot;&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#EECDB5&quot; align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif&quot; style=&quot;color:black; font-size: 14pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;What Your Soul Really Looks Like&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#F1DED0&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://images.blogthings.com/insidetheroomofyoursoulquiz/room.jpg&quot; height=&quot;100&quot; width=&quot;100&quot;&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#000000&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a warm hearted and open minded person. It&apos;s easy for you to forgive and forget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are not a very grounded person. You prefer dreams to reality. For you, it&apos;s all about possibilities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You believe that people see you as larger than life and important. While this is true, they also think you&apos;re a bit full of yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your near future is in a very different place (both physically and mentally) from where you are right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For you, falling in love is all about the adventure and uncertainty. You can only fall in love with someone who keeps you guessing.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.blogthings.com/insidetheroomofyoursoulquiz/&quot;&gt;Inside the Room of Your Soul&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow, that is so like me. My near future eh? What could change my near future so much? I guess I&apos;ll find out in the near future....</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 11 Mar 2007 12:24:37 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>What kind of puppy am I?</title>
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  <description>&lt;table width=&quot;350&quot; align=&quot;center&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; cellspacing=&quot;0&quot; cellpadding=&quot;2&quot;&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#DDDDDD&quot; align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif&quot; style=&quot;color:black; font-size: 14pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are a Boston Terrier Puppy&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#EEEEEE&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://images.blogthings.com/whatbreedofpuppyareyouquiz/boston-terrier-puppy.jpg&quot; height=&quot;100&quot; width=&quot;100&quot;&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#000000&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aggressive, wild, and rambunctious.&lt;br /&gt;Deep down, you&apos;re just a cuddle monster.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.blogthings.com/whatbreedofpuppyareyouquiz/&quot;&gt;What Breed of Puppy Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 11 Mar 2007 12:19:51 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>What do my hands say about me?</title>
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  <description>&lt;table width=&quot;350&quot; align=&quot;center&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; cellspacing=&quot;0&quot; cellpadding=&quot;2&quot;&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#DDDDDD&quot; align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif&quot; style=&quot;color:black; font-size: 14pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;What Your Hands Say About You&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#FFFFFF&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://images.blogthings.com/whatdoyourhandssayaboutyouquiz/hands.jpg&quot; height=&quot;100&quot; width=&quot;100&quot;&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#000000&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are logical, analytical, and rational. You have good verbal skills.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flexible and broad minded, you can fit in to any situation. There&apos;s no telling where your life will take you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Consistent and reliable, you like to count on structure and routine in your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your emotions tend to be nervous and potent. Your energy - both positive and negative - deeply impacts your life.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.blogthings.com/whatdoyourhandssayaboutyouquiz/&quot;&gt;What Do Your Hands Say About You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 11 Mar 2007 12:16:47 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>My ideal pet</title>
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  <description>&lt;table width=&quot;350&quot; align=&quot;center&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; cellspacing=&quot;0&quot; cellpadding=&quot;2&quot;&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#999999&quot; align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif&quot; style=&quot;color:black; font-size: 14pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Ideal Pet is a Big Dog&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#CCCCCC&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://images.blogthings.com/whatsyouridealpetquiz/big-dog.jpg&quot; height=&quot;100&quot; width=&quot;100&quot;&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#000000&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You&apos;re both energetic, affectionate, and a bit goofy.&lt;br /&gt;And neither of you seem to mind very slobbery kisses!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyouridealpetquiz/&quot;&gt;What&apos;s Your Ideal Pet?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love doggies, except tiny yappy rat ones. *Cuddles slobbery big dog*</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 11 Mar 2007 12:11:49 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>What&apos;s the thing that nobody sees about me?</title>
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  <description>&lt;table width=&quot;350&quot; align=&quot;center&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; cellspacing=&quot;0&quot; cellpadding=&quot;2&quot;&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#DDDDDD&quot; align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif&quot; style=&quot;color:black; font-size: 14pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Part of You That No One Sees&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#EEEEEE&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://images.blogthings.com/whatsthepartofyouthatnooneseesquiz/pink.jpg&quot; height=&quot;100&quot; width=&quot;100&quot;&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#000000&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are passionate, romantic, and emotional.&lt;br /&gt;You put love first in your life, even though you have often been disappointed by it.&lt;br /&gt;You expect to be swept of your feet, and you never expect infatuation to die out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Underneath it all, you are scared that you aren&apos;t lovable.&lt;br /&gt;Your insecurity has ruined many relationships, as you are unable to see the love that&apos;s really there.&lt;br /&gt;You are secretly afraid of being alone. Confronting your insecurities is incredibly painful.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.blogthings.com/whatsthepartofyouthatnooneseesquiz/&quot;&gt;What&apos;s the Part of You That No One Sees?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woah... that&apos;s deep...</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 11 Mar 2007 12:09:01 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Do I Fight Fair</title>
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  <description>&lt;table width=&quot;350&quot; align=&quot;center&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; cellspacing=&quot;0&quot; cellpadding=&quot;2&quot;&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#DDDDDD&quot; align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif&quot; style=&quot;color:black; font-size: 14pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Mostly Fight Fair&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#EEEEEE&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://images.blogthings.com/doyoufightfairquiz/fight-2.jpg&quot; height=&quot;100&quot; width=&quot;100&quot;&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#000000&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you fight, you tend to remember your end goal of resolving conflict.&lt;br /&gt;However, you can get a little too wrapped up in your own feelings.&lt;br /&gt;Remember that there are two sides to every argument.&lt;br /&gt;And even if you think you&apos;re totally right, you should take more time to hear your partner out.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.blogthings.com/doyoufightfairquiz/&quot;&gt;Do You Fight Fair?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Throws a muffin*</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 06 Mar 2007 07:04:55 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Effecient</title>
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  <description>Two day blog entry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up Monday morning from the sound of Vanilla Sky, as usual. I layed in bed a few minutes, just thinking. It was the weekend, so I had time to think.&lt;br /&gt;That when I realised it wan&apos;t the weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ended up climbing out of bed at about five to seven. Hayden was already awake and in the kitchen. We said good morning to each other, and I told him about how I thought it was Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;&quot;So you thought it was your birthday again?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;No, I just thought it was Sunday.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke Jessica up, and we went to watch Planet Sketch together. Hayden came in towards the end when there was a sketch about a girl&apos;s embarrassing moher, who just happened to be an armchair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Sometimes it isn&apos;t fair&lt;br /&gt;A girl like me shouldn&apos;t have a care&lt;br /&gt;She&apos;s so embarrassing&lt;br /&gt;She always there&lt;br /&gt;My mother, my mother&lt;br /&gt;The armchair&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Well that was stupid,&quot; replied Hayden.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the morning&apos;s events played out as they usually do, and John arrived. We left for school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to my locker, and thought to myself, &quot;Shit, where&apos;s my Sketch Book?!&quot; I then realised I had left it in the car. In a rush, I grabbed my phone, and typed, &quot;Did I leave a book in the car?&quot; As I rushed to send it to my Dad, it scrolled right past his name and landed on Hannah. I then pressed send. Oops! I then had to quickly TXT Hannah again to say, &quot;Sorry, wrong person.&quot; After that experience, I then sent the TXT to Dad, then left for the VCE Centre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I was there, Dad TXT me to say he would come back, so Xing and I went to the front of the school. He was already there by the time we dawdled there ;). I grabbed my book, then went back to the VCE Centre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon it was time for class, so Cass and I went to Studio Art. I had my book checked, and the teacher didn&apos;t scold me :P. She said my stuff was &quot;getting there,&quot; but I had to hurry up about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recess was interesting. Kech and I met up outside our lockers, and Xing found us. We then went to Lisa&apos;s locker. She said hi to Kech and Xing, then looked at me and screamed. I was like, &quot;Wtf?!&quot;&lt;br /&gt;Went to the VCE Centre after that, and soon the gang found their way there. Lisa handed me a red flower and an envelope. &quot;Happy Birthday Rachel.&quot; &quot;Thanks Lisa.&quot; *hugs* I opened up the card, and there was a chapter book inside XD. Okay, metaphor, but Lisa wrote A HEAP in it.&lt;br /&gt;Alina and I then went to her locker, because ALina had a gift for me too. She ordered me to open the present while she wasn&apos;t looking, because she thought that I wouldn&apos;t like it. It was a Sudoku cube (I like Sudoku ^_^.) She also gave me an envelope with a card inside. She wrote some stuff in it too, but not nearly as much as Lisa :P.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Period 3 and 4 wad Maths. Lisa said, &quot;Do you know what Hannah and them got you,&quot; and I&apos;ve gone, &quot;Hannah got me something?&quot; Lisa quickly decided to shut up then, and we did our Maths work :P.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lunchtime. What a lunchtime to remember! I was the first one outside the VCE Centre, and was gnawing on my tuna sandwich while everyone else arrived. The gang seemed to appear in one heap, and Hannah handed me one of those bags you put presents in. I was still eating, so I avoided looking in the bag while I shoved my sandwich in my mouth, and went to the bin. After that, I looked in the bag, and pulled the thing that was on the top, a duck XD.&lt;br /&gt;And what a cool duck! He sings Old McDonald!&lt;br /&gt;Pulled further into the bag, and out came a TShirt. I was certain whatever the shirt was, it wouldn&apos;t fit, which is unfortunant, because it was such a cool top. IT WAS A MARIO KART SHIRT PEOPLES!&lt;br /&gt;Further down there was a bottle of Fanta, which an ice cube tray tied to it. I got the fant part, and thought the ice cube tray was just an accessory or something. What it actually meant was.. it was empty... and had &quot;no ice.&quot; Clever, eh? Fanta.. no ice.&lt;br /&gt;Deeper down there was chocolate *drools*&lt;br /&gt;Behind some stuff was a Wii Nunchuk control - which I proposed to Alannah to get me&lt;br /&gt;Finally there was a pen with a pigs head. The pig&apos;s eyes pop out if you squeeze it.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and there was a GIANT card inside as well - with lots of little messages from the gang ^_^. It was great :), but I dunno whether it beats the Great Bum card.. that was classic :D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afterward was VET Music. I was on the biggest high. Also, not much work - mainly listening to some music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the car I was showing off my stuff to Mum and John. Got home, showed off my stuff to Jessica and Dad. Ah, it was great ^_^.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now to today ;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up to Vanilla Sky. It felt so weird getting up at normal time on Tuesday, after 2 years of band. Went to wake Jess up, but she refused, so I watched Planet Sketch by myself. It was old :(.&lt;br /&gt;Went and had a shower afterward, then got dressed, and the rest of the stuff.&lt;br /&gt;Went hunting around for photo money, and got my hair tied back *gasp.*&lt;br /&gt;Soon John showed up, and we were off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Period 1 was Maths. I walked there with Hannah - whose voice sounded really weird (she&apos;s sick :P.) Soon Lisa showed up, and broke the space between Anthony and I *wipes sweat from forehead.* Did Maths work :P.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next was IT. Another lesson with Hannah. I sent You VS Boo to my school computer, and was playing that while I waited for Hannah to lend me her Textbook. Just answered some questions during this lesson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recess was recess-y.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Period 3 was Vis Com. Nothing interesting in this lesson.... except Murdoc caught Alannah in her &quot;Happy Place.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 was photos... Or should I say.. WAITING FOR PHOTOS. I actually didn&apos;t have my photo taken until quarter to one, and didn&apos;t finish my portrait photo until 20 to 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Period 5 was spent at a drums lesson. I &lt;i&gt;was&lt;/i&gt; going to go in a lesson with Elaine at lunchtime, but noooooooo, I had to be stuck with some yr8 guy. Anyway, did some Soca stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Period 6 was English Language. Kech died halfway through :S. Anyway, it wasn&apos;t really a &quot;hard&quot; lesson, but we did a lot of work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way home, John and I were bitching about Anthony (as we do.) John&apos;s been giving him the shits lately, it&apos;s great ;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, got home, drank the rest of my fanta (with no ice) and went on the net. Also, Mum was showing me some rings - a possible 16th birthday present. There was a pretty Ruby ring that I wouldn&apos;t mind.. although I would still prefer a DS &amp;lt;_&amp;lt;.


Anyway, hope you had a better photo day then I did :P.
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  <pubDate>Sun, 04 Mar 2007 10:09:36 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Swyt Sixteen</title>
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  <description>Woke up from a weird dream this morning, don&apos;t remember a thing from it. It took me a while to remember that it was my birthday XD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I layed in bed for a while, thinking that if I waited, Hayden and/or Jessica would make some grand gesture for my birthday. I waited about half an hour, and gave up, so I got out of bed. First up on my birthday - what a shame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to my phone to see what time it was. It was about 9:30. Not early, not late. I also noticed I had a message. It was from Elaine. I read it, and it said &quot;appy Birthday, and why did you call me yesterday afternoon.&quot; XD. I thought, sheesh, Elaine must have woken up early. I went to see the time it was received, and it was about 4:30. Like, wtf was Elaine doing up so early (or late) :P.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I got out of my room, and wandered around the house. I decided to turn on the computer and mess with Audacity, and that&apos;s when Jessica woke up (no present visible). She waved at me, ad said &quot;Happy Birthday.&quot; She then came over and kissed me on the cheek (EEWWWWWW!! Haha.) I told her to make me breakfast, and then this conversation arose:&lt;br /&gt;Jessica: &quot;Do you want pancakes?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;Rachel: &quot;No, I want eggs.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;Jessica: &quot;But they don&apos;t have eggs at the milkbar.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;Rachel: &quot;I want eggs!&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Hayden wakes up, comes inside, and says &quot;Happy Birthday.&quot; Again, I saw no present, only a pile of his clothes.&lt;br /&gt;He then bitches, &quot;I see you girls haven&apos;t cleaned up yet. You can clean while I&apos;M in the shower.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;Rachel: &quot;Get fucked, YOU can clean while I&apos;M in the shower.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;Hayden: &quot;No, &lt;i&gt;you&lt;/i&gt; clean while &lt;i&gt;I&apos;m&lt;/i&gt; in the shower.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;It kinda went a little downhill from there :S. It should have been Shyt Sixteen :(.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While HAYDEN&apos;s in the shower, Mum woke up, gave me a hug, and gave me an envelope. I opened it up, and surprise, there&apos;s a card inside. Nice little &quot;You&apos;re 16 Today&quot; card. I didn&apos;t get a present to go with it, because Dad&apos;s dickhead boss forgot to pay him last week. I knew I wasn&apos;t going to get anything from Mum and Dad, at least not yet, and I can accept why Jessica didn&apos;t get me anything (I didn&apos;t get her anything last year because I couldn&apos;t afford it.) Hayden on the other hand... HE HAS THE MONEY TO GET ME SOMETHING, AND DOESN&apos;T THE FACT THAT I HAD TO WASTE &lt;b&gt;MY BIRTHDAY MONEY&lt;/b&gt; LADT YEAR FOR HIS BIRTHDAY PRESENT MEAN NOTHING TO HIM?!?!?!?!!? Arrogant, Selfish Pig!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, after having my own shower, and cleaning up a little, Mum and I went to Coles to go get some stuff for tea. I told her that I wanted Chinese. I originally wanted to go to a restaraunt, but take-away&apos;s fine :P (Another punch to Dad&apos;s boss.) Anyway, got some stuff for cake, and well, yeah ;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Came home, and Linda and Geoff were visiting. Yay! After bringing in the shopping, Linda came over and gave me another envelope. WeeEEEEee, another card. This one had a nice &quot;You&apos;re 16 Today&quot; message, and $25 ^_^. Pretty cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon Grandma came, and she handed me some wrapped up gifts and an envelope XD. I opened them up, and got a keyring with a bunny that said &quot;Rachel,&quot; a strap for my phone that said &quot;Rachel,&quot; and a pretty gold bracelet ^_^. The envelope had a card with another &quot;You&apos;re 16 Today&quot; message.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, after a while of chatting, Linda and Geoff soon left. I was on Dashing and Pokemon Meadow for most of this time XD. -Oh yeah, nobody&apos;s been on Dashing today :(, where were you Tina?-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we eventually had tea - the Take-Away Chinese, which was great ^_^. Haven&apos;t had Chinese Food in a longggg time. Also, just had the &quot;Happy Birthday to You&quot; soon playing in the dark, and me blowing out the candles. I&apos;m now eating my Chocolate Birthday Cake, with cream, jam, strawberries, and flakes, just as I wanted *eyes gleam.*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I&apos;ve just finished blogging, and I need to do my homework sometime XD.&lt;br /&gt;Seeyou, because I really want to eat my cake. Ciao.&lt;br /&gt;~Rachel: The 16yr Old</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 26 Feb 2007 07:21:34 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Are you happy with him?</title>
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  <description>&lt;i&gt;There was was a man named Luke,&lt;br /&gt;Who went to go entertain the Duke&lt;br /&gt;He opened his mouth wide&lt;br /&gt;Stuck two fingers inside&lt;br /&gt;And let out a whole bowl of *BANG*&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YES! Planet Sketch AND Rollarcoster are back on! I love those shows :D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so I woke up at 6am, because I had period 0. I got ready pretty quickly (unbelievable, I know.) When it reached 7am, I turned on the TV, and flipped through the channels. I landed on ABC, and screamed of happiness when I saw the girl who picked nose :P. PLANET SKETCH, W00T! I woke up Jess, and we watched it together. John came shortly after the show finished, and then it was off to school :P.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During VET Music, we had a &quot;CUt and Paste&quot; activity. Wonderful, no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, VET Music lasted until period 2, which was Vis Com. Murdoc wasn&apos;t at school, so we had a sub. She made us draw an apple. Before I left the class, I picked a fresh apple from the packet and ate it (the one I drew was all bruised.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recess was pretty cool. Don&apos;t remember what happened, but I remember argueing with Lisa and Hannah because I think Grey&apos;s Anatomy is crap :P. I think was birthday was brought up as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Periods 3 and 4 were Maths MEthods. Started the next chapter - quadratics. I finished really quickly, so Hannah I played (for the first time this year) THE SHOPPING LIST GAME!&lt;br /&gt;Hannah has been married to:&lt;br /&gt;An Apple Ipod&lt;br /&gt;A Burnt Piece of Toast&lt;br /&gt;A Catalac&lt;br /&gt;A Donkey&lt;br /&gt;An Eraser&lt;br /&gt;A Frisbee&lt;br /&gt;A Gangster&lt;br /&gt;A Hermaphrodite&lt;br /&gt;An Icey Pole&lt;br /&gt;A Jackaroo&lt;br /&gt;A Kangaroo&lt;br /&gt;A Llama&lt;br /&gt;A Merkin&lt;br /&gt;A Necrapheliac&lt;br /&gt;An Oblong&lt;br /&gt;A Penguin&lt;br /&gt;A Queer&lt;br /&gt;A Rachel&lt;br /&gt;A Starfish&lt;br /&gt;A Tyrannusaurus&lt;br /&gt;Underwear&lt;br /&gt;A Ventilator&lt;br /&gt;Wet Dog&lt;br /&gt;An X Rated Movie&lt;br /&gt;Yogurt&lt;br /&gt;And a Zanzibar!&lt;br /&gt;We also got our test results back. I was a little disappointed with mine.. I only got 90% :(. At least Hannah didn&apos;t beat me :P.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that it was time to go home (short day, w00t!) John decided to piss me off by telling Mum that Anthony and I have been kissing behind the swimming pool (*vomits*.) He then started singing a love song about Anthony and I *groan.* Oh, and to make things worse, he went and told Dad that I had a boyfriend.&lt;br /&gt;John: &quot;Hey Glenn, did you know Rachel has a boyfriend.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;Rachel: &quot;Ew.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;Glenn: &quot;Are you happy with him?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;After that I just held my hands up and went, &quot;I am SOO outta here.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For lunch I cooked (that&apos;s right COOKED) a toasted tomato sandwich. It was great :P.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I killed some time by playing Rayman Raving Rabbids, until Rollarcoaster started. I watched this weird pants stealing pirate show, Kenny the Shark, Black Hole High and Grizzley Tales. I liked the pirate show, and Kenny the Shark. Black Hole High was okay, but didn&apos;t think much of Grizzley Tales.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, that about sums up my day. Oh, my Mum showed me this cool car on Ebay. It&apos;s a pink Honda Accord. It&apos;s so cool. I want it for my birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of which.... 6 DAYS UNTIL MY BIRTHDAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See you all!&lt;br /&gt;~Rachel&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 23 Feb 2007 08:51:35 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Bagging Pipes</title>
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  <description>Well, I told Jessica to wake me up because my phone was still trapped in my locker. Thankfully, she did (unlike Dad) &amp;lt;&amp;lt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, got up, got ready for school, waited for John, and went to school. As per usual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got to school and met up with Anthony, who was wearing the red jumper. He followed me to the Co-ordinators, because I wanted them to rip my lock off my locker. Anyway, the co-ordinator grabbed &quot;Chopper&quot; and went to my locker, and pulled off the lock. I was so happy that I finally got my locker back! I then opened my new lock, only to find that it &quot;malfunctioned.&quot; Stupid thing doesn&apos;t lock when I close it!!!! Urg, so not happy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Periods 1 and 2 were VET Music, and Mr Lowes said we had a special speaker. I was thinking, &quot;What the heck?&quot; Anyway, after introducing the &quot;speech,&quot; Simone went and grabbed her bagpipes. She played it for us, and showed us what the bagpipes looked like/made of, etc. It was actually really cool. Never been a big rap for bagpipes, but seeing them up close is so different - because you just don&apos;t see them everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the bagpipes presentation, we went to go and work on our Careers assignment. Lowes told me what a &quot;Music Therapist&quot; was (and no, it&apos;s not a musician in theropy as I had previously thought XD.) It&apos;s actually somebody who plays music in hospitals and psychiatric wards. Doesn&apos;t sound like a bad job actually :P.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next was recess. Elaine asked me if there was something about bagpipes, and I was describing how cool it was to her. She seemed so jealous (MUAHAHAHAHAHAA.) I also told her that Mum bought Jessica a guitar off Ebay (they&apos;re picking it up right now.) I also told Elaine that I had a weird dream about her. I&apos;m not making it Dreamweaver 5, because it wasn&apos;t very interesting dream. For any of you wondering, here&apos;s what happened:&lt;br /&gt;Xing and I were talking, then Elaine came over. She told us that we hadn&apos;t been getting enought sleep - and she could see it in our eyes. She also said that there were heaps of methods to help us get to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, so I told Elaine, and she let out a giggle, follow by a, &quot;What the hell?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;After that, I told Alannah about Jessie&apos;s guitar.&lt;br /&gt;Alannah: &quot;Yay, she can be in our band.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;Rachel: &quot;But I don&apos;t want her in our band.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;Alannah: &quot;Fair enough.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;Hannah then asked me what I played in the band, and I responded with drums. She then says, &quot;Oh, but isn&apos;t Elaine the best drummer or something.&quot; I gave her a glare and called her a cow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Periods 3 and 4 were IT. I found out the USBs work, and put some songs on my U: Drive. I also got the pictures from my personal files box and put them in my U:. Basically, today was writing (yes, WRITING) out stuff, and answering a question sheet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lunch was lunchy. First I was talking to Elaine, then I was talking to Hannah, then Alannah and Kech, then Elaine and Kech and Alannah, then Elaine and Hannah and Alannah, then Hannah and Alannah and Kirsty, then Hannah and Alannah and Kirsty and Shari and Tina. Yeah, just talked. Anh and I also played with some keys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Periods 5 and 6 were Visual Communications and Design. Not much drawing, but Murdoc decided to help me when I really didn&apos;t need it (it was too hot and boring to fix my picture XD.) Anyway, Tina kept saying &quot;ambigious&quot; things, causing Vis Com to be a very gossipy and dirty lesson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I went to the car to get home I went to the Co-ordinators to see Luck about the radio. She wasn&apos;t there, so I left. Whatever stuff I needed for it I can pretty much pinch off Anthony :S.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way home Mum started dancing to &quot;Panic at the Disco&quot; (I hate that band) and John described himself as a &quot;Naughty-Nice Boy&quot; (not a &quot;Nice-Naughty Boy&quot;.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Wizza just came home -_- (he got out.. AGAIN.) I&apos;ve also spent about 45minutes practicing my drumming to my MP3 Player. Now I&apos;m waiting for the OC finale. Oh yeah, I had a massive arguement with Hayden about why I shouldn&apos;t have to be the one to feed the dogs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheerio,&lt;br /&gt;Rachel.</description>
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