<?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-6630082677786210448</id><updated>2011-04-21T19:46:43.262-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Heads Up.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keep-your-chin-up.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6630082677786210448/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keep-your-chin-up.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>high! sierra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12719299596706365912</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>7</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6630082677786210448.post-9028793243273241712</id><published>2008-09-17T03:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T03:14:26.940-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;AIYA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I will be changing blog AGAIN.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sorry, fellas. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cuz I don't like the look of this blog. So blue in the face and dead. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Holy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thanks, y'alls.&lt;br /&gt;Ask me for the new url.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Anw EOYS are round the corner so it's high time I shut the blog down.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6630082677786210448-9028793243273241712?l=keep-your-chin-up.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keep-your-chin-up.blogspot.com/feeds/9028793243273241712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6630082677786210448&amp;postID=9028793243273241712' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6630082677786210448/posts/default/9028793243273241712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6630082677786210448/posts/default/9028793243273241712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keep-your-chin-up.blogspot.com/2008/09/aiya.html' title=''/><author><name>high! sierra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12719299596706365912</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6630082677786210448.post-8782976398293029925</id><published>2008-08-26T07:50:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-26T08:02:03.837-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hey you guys.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Don't get hurt over seeing me like this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm doing fine, I really am. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My gosh, these days there are so many things to prepare and all that and so many deadlines to meet. Which reminds me of a quote I once heard before:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;'I love deadlines. I love the whooshing sound they make as they go flying by.' &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I know. I'm really doing better, guys. No more I-want-to-end-my-life jibes anymore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Helped Mau, Daren, Bryan and Sean film today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The last time I ever filmed with them! I'll never see them again aft tonight. Ahhh. I'll raelly miss them. Even though I just got to know the guys they're really sweet and I really enjoyed all their gay jokes. Really looking forward to Year 3. I hope it'll be better.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yes, Raey, all your smses are not in vain! Fresh new start in 2009!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Dawn, Yanwen and Char, I know it really hurts you to read my posts sometimes. I swear I'm trying really hard to acknowledge the love. Thank you all so much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cheryl YES I'LL LINK(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Everybody else, thanks for tagging. It really means a lot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#999999;"&gt;I've learnt some valuable lessons.. Hm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Never write about your private life on a blog lest someone blackmails you with your own posts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;OMG Teachers' Day's coming up and 6A we are having an outing to the Bedok Mac you HEAR?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And see Ms Chua too!(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and yeah my class movie theme is STEP UP 2 :D :D :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thanks, Sha, for helping me choose the outfit. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And I can't waitttt to se everyone in their bling this Fri!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But right now gotta chiong my Sci reflections and flunk chengyu tmr. Darn.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You think I could hand up my Sci File one day late...? :x &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6630082677786210448-8782976398293029925?l=keep-your-chin-up.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keep-your-chin-up.blogspot.com/feeds/8782976398293029925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6630082677786210448&amp;postID=8782976398293029925' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6630082677786210448/posts/default/8782976398293029925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6630082677786210448/posts/default/8782976398293029925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keep-your-chin-up.blogspot.com/2008/08/hey-you-guys.html' title=''/><author><name>high! sierra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12719299596706365912</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6630082677786210448.post-533667643905286981</id><published>2008-08-18T01:34:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-18T01:43:28.042-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Wheee.&lt;br /&gt;EDS Drama Practice now.&lt;br /&gt;I really can't be bothered to blog about my life anymore.&lt;br /&gt;Can I ask? What is life's purpose?&lt;br /&gt;I don't see any reason for me to go on waking up every morning and dragging myself to school just to get my ass-existence battered to a pulp every miserable day.&lt;br /&gt;I have no friends. I only have myself and my family and they're not with me half the day.&lt;br /&gt;I thought I had people who cared for me. Maybe I just don't deserve the lot.&lt;br /&gt;The people I trusted and cared for, the people I thought I could lean on, all have turned against me and every waking moment I wonder if it's my fault.&lt;br /&gt; Maybe you heard it from other people. Maybe all the rumors portrayed me as bitchy, or backstabbing or ruthless or cold, or without a soul.&lt;br /&gt;But why don't you give me a chance to explain myself?&lt;br /&gt;Why won't you give me a chance to make amends?&lt;br /&gt;Why won't you give me a chance to apologize? I ask for your forgiveness only. That's all.&lt;br /&gt;Not your friendship anymore, because I know we're too screwed to ever go back to the way we were before. It hurts a hundredfold more than what happened, because now the whole class has turned against me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a Dove body talk today.&lt;br /&gt;I never realized that Barbie was that disproportionate. :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6630082677786210448-533667643905286981?l=keep-your-chin-up.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keep-your-chin-up.blogspot.com/feeds/533667643905286981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6630082677786210448&amp;postID=533667643905286981' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6630082677786210448/posts/default/533667643905286981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6630082677786210448/posts/default/533667643905286981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keep-your-chin-up.blogspot.com/2008/08/wheee.html' title=''/><author><name>high! sierra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12719299596706365912</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6630082677786210448.post-4199544045233571376</id><published>2008-07-25T08:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-25T08:37:53.821-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I resent this. Resent.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I resent my life, but I have to keep on living it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What's the point, really?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Jeez.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Can't wait for Mr Yeo to be back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Can't wait for my life to start making sense,.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Dawn Seow you are so dead when Sha and I get our hands on you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;why won't you just tell us what's going on?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6630082677786210448-4199544045233571376?l=keep-your-chin-up.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keep-your-chin-up.blogspot.com/feeds/4199544045233571376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6630082677786210448&amp;postID=4199544045233571376' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6630082677786210448/posts/default/4199544045233571376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6630082677786210448/posts/default/4199544045233571376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keep-your-chin-up.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-resent-this.html' title=''/><author><name>high! sierra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12719299596706365912</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6630082677786210448.post-6386845409247860848</id><published>2008-07-24T19:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-24T20:13:08.216-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;IT class now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm getting to be more unpopular in Hydrus every day. This week has been a drag.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Everyday it hurts but thanks to Uncle John I'll get to the bottom of the mystery of my dad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Somehow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Wow, I feel like Nancy Drew, XD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;These days I'm not talking to the guys, the people I always hang out with. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It feels like some limbo world, just flitting here and there, hanging around different people but always ending up on my own in the end.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And even though.. the loner life is cool, I just want to apologize.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Some of you guys don't know exactly what's been going on with me this past week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I want to promise you guys that I will tell you what's going on, but I can't promise anyone anything because I've been a promise breaker all my life, just like with Justinn and Alvin and my dad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I've done something that I don't regret but hurts me alot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You guys don't know anything, because it concerns not just all of you in Hydrus but also all the people I've ever met and loved in my life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I just want to say I'm sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I thought I loved my class; maybe it's unrequited, now I think about it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I miss you guys, Dawn and Sha. But I know you guys have your own lives. I also know deep inside my heart that I'm also a part of your lives. Please don't worry about me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I guess I just need to learn to judge people better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Went to see a gynae ytd.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Everyone was staring at me like, 'OMG why else would a 14yearold come to see a gynae?' and I could practically hear the gears in their brain clicking away.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Lol. I'm fine, not &lt;i&gt;pregnant,&lt;/i&gt; at any rate. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Can't wait for Mr Yeo to be back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's 5 weeks to the end of Term 3.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Pressure is mounting. I feel the heat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A friendship with yourself is worth more than a thousand friendships with the world.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I know that people may be thinking, 'Oh, she's finally showing her true colors.'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But what else am I to do, hide them and suffer inside?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I was grateful for you all once for pulling me to my feet after I fell.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But now you've turned your backs on me and are laughing at me at a distance with the person who pushed me down.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I can't believe I trusted you all again, so willingly, like a fool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I've never felt so alone in my life,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but I guess the road to self-acceptance is one rarely travelled.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;These days Mom wants me to look more at all the photographs of me and Dad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I don't know what it will trigger.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I feel like a detective on her first mystery, so out of her depth and trying to figure out what's going on. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm a Nancy Drew trying to figure out the truth about her past, why she hurts everyone she loves and all this, at the cost of being able to love right.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I don't want to hurt anyone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Justinn:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You've been like a brother to me, and if not a close friend, then a friend nonetheless. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm sorry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I've hurt you very badly, and what's happening now is the result of what I did - rejecting everything that you've been trying to do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I admit that I don't know you at all now, I never did.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm sorry for not being able to.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm sorry for everything, dude.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You deserve someone who won't hurt you like I did.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I warned you about what happened to Alvin, and I'm sorry for it happening to you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm sorry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Maybe ten years down the road..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6630082677786210448-6386845409247860848?l=keep-your-chin-up.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keep-your-chin-up.blogspot.com/feeds/6386845409247860848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6630082677786210448&amp;postID=6386845409247860848' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6630082677786210448/posts/default/6386845409247860848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6630082677786210448/posts/default/6386845409247860848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keep-your-chin-up.blogspot.com/2008/07/it-class-now.html' title=''/><author><name>high! sierra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12719299596706365912</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6630082677786210448.post-8771938274345434795</id><published>2008-07-19T23:35:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-19T23:41:42.184-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Posting from Weiheng's house now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Only WH, Toon and I are here..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The silence is pretty uncomfortable but it can't touch me now, I promise. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Anyway, even though I'm shaking with fear on the inside.. I'll be strong. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Gotta finish my homework and excel in my studies all the way, and I'll show the world that much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Have to get started on the Chinese script soon, but I'l just post about today, since you guys are like pestering me and all that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Uh well, I sprained my foot. I think.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It hurts when I go on demi-pointe. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I was doing poses during ballet class yesterday and suddenly something in my left foot shifted and I heard a crack and it started hurting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Today, I went for ballet to watch them and it was torture.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Not being able to move my body in tandem with the rest of them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh god, anything for this foot to heal. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It was so UNFAIR.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;They did new stuff, like attitude turns and pose turns from the corner and soutenues? (is that how you spell it?)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It was so UNFAIRRRRR. Ohmygods.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Been feeling alot better since the turning point.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm finally safe. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Nothing can touch me anymore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Don't worry, guys, if you don't get what I mean.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm fine. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6630082677786210448-8771938274345434795?l=keep-your-chin-up.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keep-your-chin-up.blogspot.com/feeds/8771938274345434795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6630082677786210448&amp;postID=8771938274345434795' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6630082677786210448/posts/default/8771938274345434795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6630082677786210448/posts/default/8771938274345434795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keep-your-chin-up.blogspot.com/2008/07/lol.html' title=''/><author><name>high! sierra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12719299596706365912</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6630082677786210448.post-6543514747233568689</id><published>2008-07-13T06:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-13T06:59:24.231-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_S9jZ27b1-us/SHoHUfjV66I/AAAAAAAAA_U/1gGEeCuTJs0/s1600-h/bchs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222494766538025890" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_S9jZ27b1-us/SHoHUfjV66I/AAAAAAAAA_U/1gGEeCuTJs0/s200/bchs.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hey you guys.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Welcome(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Uh I won't go into lengthy intros.. In fact, I won't go into any at all?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So.. yeah. Try to keep up. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I LOVE BCHS(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6630082677786210448-6543514747233568689?l=keep-your-chin-up.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keep-your-chin-up.blogspot.com/feeds/6543514747233568689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6630082677786210448&amp;postID=6543514747233568689' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6630082677786210448/posts/default/6543514747233568689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6630082677786210448/posts/default/6543514747233568689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keep-your-chin-up.blogspot.com/2008/07/hey-you-guys.html' title=''/><author><name>high! sierra</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12719299596706365912</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_S9jZ27b1-us/SHoHUfjV66I/AAAAAAAAA_U/1gGEeCuTJs0/s72-c/bchs.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
