<?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-1351407829319598962</id><updated>2011-07-28T13:11:05.755-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Caroline's World!</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolineamandaparry.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351407829319598962/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolineamandaparry.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>CAROLINE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16279833347910785953</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>19</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1351407829319598962.post-4784174446340486114</id><published>2009-08-13T18:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T18:39:06.476-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LETS GET BLOGGING AGAIN!!!</title><content type='html'>I have totaly not blogged in awhile now i shall start again.  My mom told me that you can print all your blogs into a journal so i thought that was pretty smart and it is easier than writing in your journal day after day. &lt;br /&gt;      When we were driving home from out cabin up in Oakly me and my dad went in one car and the others went in the other. Anyway my dad gave me the best idea for my story so that one i shared, who knows how long ago isn't real i guess.  I am not going to share my story to anyone anymore because it is getting to long and something i am working really hard on.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1351407829319598962-4784174446340486114?l=carolineamandaparry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolineamandaparry.blogspot.com/feeds/4784174446340486114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1351407829319598962&amp;postID=4784174446340486114' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351407829319598962/posts/default/4784174446340486114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351407829319598962/posts/default/4784174446340486114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolineamandaparry.blogspot.com/2009/08/lets-get-blogging-again.html' title='LETS GET BLOGGING AGAIN!!!'/><author><name>CAROLINE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16279833347910785953</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1351407829319598962.post-5960521331939984579</id><published>2008-12-23T10:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T10:58:56.658-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Here is a snippet of my story!!!!</title><content type='html'>Here are some titles i'm considering tell me what you think!&lt;br /&gt;The end of her life&lt;br /&gt;The never ending threat&lt;br /&gt;It was they way I loved you that saved you.&lt;br /&gt;The way I loved you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now here is part of the story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chapter 1&lt;br /&gt;The Ceremony&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“No mother I don't want to go.”&lt;br /&gt;“Elizabeth darling you have to go to the ceremony.”&lt;br /&gt;“Fine but, I'm not going to enjoy it none the less pretend like I do.”&lt;br /&gt;“Just go get ready. Put on your blue dress.” Elizabeth was walking up to her room in the East Tower. She went straight into her bathroom. She stopped to look in her mirror starring at her long golden blond hair, her deep blue eyes, red full lips, this tall and skinny girl with skin as white as a cloud. She headed for her closet to grab her long, silk, light blue dress. At the top it was crossed with light pink ribbon; the bottom was puffy, and she opened the edging on the opening which was placed with pearls. The skirt that was placed under it was also light pink.  Her sleeves were long and at the end there were white ruffles. She changed into her dress and stacked her hair up on her head in a tall bun. Around her head like a headband was a strip of diamonds. Elizabeth put on high heels with straps that go a little above her ankles. She also had on a diamond flower necklace that had a big flower at the bottom.  It was a masquerade ball so she slipped on a white mask that was covered in sparkles with edging decorated with gold ribbon. She preceded downstairs to go and talk to her mom. “Here you go. I look like a trained baboon but, I'm here.”&lt;br /&gt;“Elizabeth you have got to stop it okay.”&lt;br /&gt;“Let's get this show on the road,” Elizabeth gave her mom a sassy smile. The Queen and her daughter made their way to the gardens for the ceremony. They stood by some soldiers. During the whole ceremony she was standing in the sizzling sun with a dress that weighed two pounds. Her father gave one of his soldiers Robert Whiting a promotion, which he is now a Commodore. Elizabeth was fanning herself with her pink and blue fan. Elizabeth was so oblivious to everything around her that she didn’t notice a boy standing a few people to the right of her staring at her.&lt;br /&gt;“Now may my daughter Princess Elizabeth come up here,” the King called down. Elizabeth walked up and took off her mask. She gave a big smile and looked down to the guy that just happened to be staring at her. He was wearing a black mask. Elizabeth looked down to the ground again.&lt;br /&gt;“Father what’s going on?” she asked through her teeth.&lt;br /&gt;“The Commodore Whiting would like to ask you a question,” King Alexandria stated.&lt;br /&gt;“In front of everyone!” she slipped through her teeth.&lt;br /&gt;“Follow me please,” Commodore Whiting whispered. Elizabeth turned around and followed Commodore Whiting. They walked back to the castle gardens and behind her she heard her father say “Now we shall go back to the ball room for the ball.” They both sat down on a bench.&lt;br /&gt;“Elizabeth your father told me how great you are and I was wondering if you would like to accompany me to the ball,” stuttered Commodore Whiting.&lt;br /&gt;“Um. . . sure I will go to the ball with you,” Elizabeth whispered. Commodore Whiting led Elizabeth into the ball room.  Elizabeth was acting nervous. Commodore spun her around so she was facing him.  He started dancing with her and spinning her and making her very dizzy. Elizabeth turned her head down. The Commodore put his figure under her chin and lifted her head up.&lt;br /&gt;“Are you okay?” Commodore Whiting asked in a very scared voice.&lt;br /&gt;“I’m okay, I think. Do you thing we could go outside and get some fresh air?”&lt;br /&gt;“That’s just fine. Let’s go.” Elizabeth was escorted out by Commodore Whiting; they walked over to a little bench in the middle of the remote garden.&lt;br /&gt;“Do you feel comfortable with me?” Commodore asked. At that moment Commodore tried to kiss Elizabeth. She turned her head.&lt;br /&gt;“To fast?” asked Commodore.&lt;br /&gt;“I am feeling dizzy, can you get me a drink?” asked Elizabeth.&lt;br /&gt;“Sure.” Commodore said confused. &lt;br /&gt;“Goodness gracious” Elizabeth whispered to herself. Elizabeth didn’t see Commodore arrive.  He knelt down on one knee pulled out a purple amethyst ring that was shaped like a heart on both sides of the heart there were to big diamonds. “It’s to match that necklace your parents gave you but, Will….will you marry me?”&lt;br /&gt;“What!?” screamed Elizabeth.&lt;br /&gt;“Will you marry me?”&lt;br /&gt;“But-what-huh, what are you talking about? I just met you today!”&lt;br /&gt;“But I know so much about you. It’s like I’ve known you since birth,” explained Commodore.&lt;br /&gt;“But I know nothing about you. I’m sorry but no, I’m declining.”&lt;br /&gt;“Elizabeth please!”&lt;br /&gt;“Commodore Robert Whiting no, now just go away!”&lt;br /&gt;“Okay I’m leaving but, Elizabeth Mary Alexandria Princess of Aragon you are going to regret this.”&lt;br /&gt;“I regret being with you more. Now just go away!” Elizabeth ordered. The Commodore stalked off toward the castle. Elizabeth drooped on the bench and bowed her head down.  Elizabeth was there for a while. Just then there was a cold and hard figure touching her chin lifting her head up. Elizabeth looked up and there was the mysterious man with the black mask on.&lt;br /&gt;“Who are you?” Elizabeth asked&lt;br /&gt;“That’s not important right now,” said the Mysterious Man. “What is important is why did you turn The Commodore down? He looked like your kind of man.”&lt;br /&gt;“I don’t want that kind of man.”&lt;br /&gt;“And what kind do you want?” asked the Mysterious Man.&lt;br /&gt;“I want a cute, nice, sweet, outgoing, helpful, humorous, and not so serious. That’s what I want in a man,” explained Elizabeth.&lt;br /&gt;“Well I happen to have six of those seven qualities.”&lt;br /&gt;“Which is the one you don’t have?”&lt;br /&gt;“I’m not really that funny,” The Mysterious Man said under his breath.&lt;br /&gt;“Most people are they just don’t know it because the way that they are funny is them just being stupid,” Elizabeth laughed. The Mysterious Man chuckled a little bit with her to.&lt;br /&gt;“Will you please tell me who you are?” begged Elizabeth.&lt;br /&gt;“I will some time tonight.”&lt;br /&gt;“Okay that sounds--” She was cut of by her mom and dad coming out with many guards behind them.&lt;br /&gt;“Elizabeth Alexandria you have been a bad, bad girl what ever shall we do with you?” her father giggled.&lt;br /&gt;“Dad why are you acting so strange right now?” asked Elizabeth scared.&lt;br /&gt;“That’s not important; tell me why did you turn down Commodore Whiting?”&lt;br /&gt;“That’s not what I wanted in a husband he’s just not my kind of man.”&lt;br /&gt;“He was the kind of man we wanted you to marry though,” screamed The Queen.&lt;br /&gt;“But mom he’s not what I wanted and no matter what I won’t marry him.”&lt;br /&gt;“Go lock her in her room for a day maybe you’ll change your mind,” The King ordered his guards. Two guards grabbed her tightly on the arms and dragged her to the castle. Behind Elizabeth the Mysterious Man was fallowing silently behind them. When they got to the East Tower they shoved Elizabeth in her room and locked the door. Elizabeth looked around at her room which is a big circle, the walls were pink, the floor was marble, her bed was a king with white bedding and a canopy, her vanity table was on the left side of her room, and an arch way to her closet with a curtain hanging from it was to the right, and there were to big windows on either side of her bed with a wash stand under one. She started slamming on the walls screaming “Let me out, let me out!” She grew tired of banging and screaming that she sat down on the ground and wept. Then there was a bang on the door. She lifted her head. The door broke down, and fell to the floor.&lt;br /&gt;“Goodness!” Elizabeth said. She stood up and headed toward the hole in the wall. There stood the Mysterious Man. Elizabeth reached up and took off his black mask.&lt;br /&gt;“Prince William!” She looked up at Will and, he was standing tall. Will was wearing a white shirt with a ruffled collar, black pants that go a little under the knee; tall black socks that to the bottom of the pants, black loafers, and a black jacket.  He had dark black hair, as black as a starless night sky, and deep chocolate brown eyes, his tall, muscular body.&lt;br /&gt;“Princess Elizabeth, and how many times have I asked you to call me Will,” he whispered&lt;br /&gt;“Last time I promise. How do you do?” asked Elizabeth.&lt;br /&gt;“I’m great but, I would be better if you would dance with me.”&lt;br /&gt;“I would love to but, I’ve been locked in my room,” Elizabeth whined.&lt;br /&gt;“That’s why you change you dress, wear my mask and we put you back in your room before morning.”&lt;br /&gt;“Sounds like a plan.” Elizabeth went into her closet closed the curtain and shifted through her dresses. She found one that was white, not puffy, in the center of the whole dress it had a floral design, the sleeves came off the shoulder and, the back was tied up like a corset. Elizabeth went over to her vanity table and put black makeup around her eyes and put the mask on. She took her hair out and let it fall behind her. She changed her shoes to plain white heels, and she put on a pearl necklace and earrings. &lt;br /&gt;“Ready?” asked Will while admiring her.&lt;br /&gt;“Absolutely!” she squealed. It was a long walk from her bedroom to the ball room so it took them a while to get there. When they got there they started dancing to a slow song that was written by Johann Sebastian Bach.  He started twirling her and at one point she tripped over her own feet. While she was on the ground she looked around and saw the Commodore dancing with Princess Renee. Commodore looked at Elizabeth and there eyes met for a split second. Commodore walked over to the King and the Commodore said that he should go and check on Elizabeth. Will helped Elizabeth up and she ran toward her room.&lt;br /&gt;“Where are you going?” asked Will.&lt;br /&gt;“I totally forgot Commodore Whiting gave me this dress last year when he was promoted to captain. He had it made for me there’s only one of them!” Elizabeth and Will started running. The guards were catching up to them. When they finally reached the stairs to the East Tower Elizabeth sat on the stairs.&lt;br /&gt;“Come on Elizabeth we are almost there. We have to hurry they are catching up to us!”&lt;br /&gt;“I know Will but, I’m so tired we have been running for a long time.”&lt;br /&gt;“Fine then I’ll carry you.” Will picked up Elizabeth and ran up the stairs. When they reached her room he dropped her on the bed and he shoved the door back in its place. They heard the guards reach the door. Elizabeth was still in her dress, mask, makeup, and Will was in the room. Will dived under the bed Elizabeth crawled under the covers tore off the mask and lay down in bed. With her hair she covered some of her face. She heard the guards come in her room.&lt;br /&gt;“See Commodore Whiting we told you that she was still in her room,” one of the guards clarified.&lt;br /&gt;“Fine now I have to go back and find my date.” Elizabeth heard them leave the room and down the stairs. When she was sure they were gone she sat back up on her bed. Will crawled out from under it and sat down by her.&lt;br /&gt;“Here’s your mask. Thank you for letting me use it,” Elizabeth said.&lt;br /&gt;“Your welcome, this has been an exciting day hasn’t it?” Will stated.&lt;br /&gt;“Yes it has.  I owe big time.”&lt;br /&gt;“Just doing it with you was enough don’t worry about it.”&lt;br /&gt;“Okay,” Elizabeth hopped of the bed and went to her wash stand to wipe off all the makeup. She then went to her closet shut the curtain and changed into her night gown. When she went back out Will was sitting on the bench by her door.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1351407829319598962-5960521331939984579?l=carolineamandaparry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolineamandaparry.blogspot.com/feeds/5960521331939984579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1351407829319598962&amp;postID=5960521331939984579' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351407829319598962/posts/default/5960521331939984579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351407829319598962/posts/default/5960521331939984579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolineamandaparry.blogspot.com/2008/12/here-is-snippet-of-my-story.html' title='Here is a snippet of my story!!!!'/><author><name>CAROLINE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16279833347910785953</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1351407829319598962.post-416958203633552969</id><published>2008-12-22T19:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T10:49:12.764-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Again it's the Greatest time of the year and it's here!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qWAB5LPYzek/SVBrHppicGI/AAAAAAAAAD0/WnM3KrnVHBA/s1600-h/Christmas+2008+101.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282840142088925282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qWAB5LPYzek/SVBrHppicGI/AAAAAAAAAD0/WnM3KrnVHBA/s320/Christmas+2008+101.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qWAB5LPYzek/SVBq192fO_I/AAAAAAAAADs/Qt_6WzTKpAQ/s1600-h/Christmas+2008+095.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282839838274305010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qWAB5LPYzek/SVBq192fO_I/AAAAAAAAADs/Qt_6WzTKpAQ/s320/Christmas+2008+095.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ME!!! I also heart this picture of me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qWAB5LPYzek/SVBqoKStj1I/AAAAAAAAADk/Sug4gN-3Ovc/s1600-h/Christmas+2008+069.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282839601095741266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qWAB5LPYzek/SVBqoKStj1I/AAAAAAAAADk/Sug4gN-3Ovc/s320/Christmas+2008+069.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Evan and Jake!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qWAB5LPYzek/SVBqXqHxsbI/AAAAAAAAADc/Br3kzdwXv5A/s1600-h/Christmas+2008+064.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282839317582033330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qWAB5LPYzek/SVBqXqHxsbI/AAAAAAAAADc/Br3kzdwXv5A/s320/Christmas+2008+064.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; That's me on the far right at my chior concert! we sang 3 songs and one of them wasn't even a song!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qWAB5LPYzek/SVBqA_PKRgI/AAAAAAAAADU/YyCyiRVYEwM/s1600-h/Christmas+2008+125.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282838928113157634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qWAB5LPYzek/SVBqA_PKRgI/AAAAAAAAADU/YyCyiRVYEwM/s320/Christmas+2008+125.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Isaac "forgetting" to bow LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qWAB5LPYzek/SVBppLQoXeI/AAAAAAAAADM/vhe4PY4pr_A/s1600-h/Christmas+2008+089.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282838519023689186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qWAB5LPYzek/SVBppLQoXeI/AAAAAAAAADM/vhe4PY4pr_A/s320/Christmas+2008+089.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ME!!! I heart this picture of me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;LOL Well i haven't written in a while (of course) I've just been so busy latly (Doing nothing!!!) Well now what should I write about my mom always seems to beat me too the cut!!! Although why would I write about her room??? (you can have all the credit 4 that 1) Anyway I got my braces of!!!! My teeth are soooo cool!!! And I got my hair done!! I actually look good now LOL!!!!!Angie moved now! Io don't know if I want to be happy. She was my BFFX10 I still miss her it's weird not having her here. Sometimes when I do stuff it reminds me of her and I get sad because i eaither did it with her, she helped me with it, or I was talking on the phone with her when i did it ect. Anyway in a happier note I'm writing a story that I want to get published (It may!!!) and it's about 47 pages long (WOW) although that's a lot for my age LOL NXT time I post i'll put a snippet of it up. My friend McKenna said that sometimes when I talk to her it sounds like it came right out of a book! (NXT time when I talk to you see if that happens.) I've noticed when I blog it's like I'm just talking to you. It's not much like a journal. Oh Well i like it like this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Okay so for Christmas I asked for new bedding, (I bet you anything a picture will end up on my moms blog of it!!) a new Ihome, (My friend wants the old one for some crazy reason.) and some more books (Yeah ok I like reading but it's not my whole life and I'm not one of those crazy I read for a living pple they are wierd!! I should know about 5 use to go to my school!) So yesterday we went to my grandma parry's and had dinner. it was a lot of fun I got to see some of my family that I haven't seen in like 4ever!! My uncle Sean gave Jake a very, very, very, big wedgie that you could hear his underwear rip. It was hilarious so now he has a rip in his undies!!! I also got atacked by my cousins they just really like hitting me with stuff :( LOL (for those of you who don't know it means laugh out loud!) I love just putting pictures on just for fun even if they don't have anything to do with the blog!&lt;/div&gt;&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/1351407829319598962-416958203633552969?l=carolineamandaparry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolineamandaparry.blogspot.com/feeds/416958203633552969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1351407829319598962&amp;postID=416958203633552969' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351407829319598962/posts/default/416958203633552969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351407829319598962/posts/default/416958203633552969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolineamandaparry.blogspot.com/2008/12/again-its-greatest-time-of-year-and-its.html' title='Again it&apos;s the Greatest time of the year and it&apos;s here!!!'/><author><name>CAROLINE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16279833347910785953</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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qWAB5LPYzek/SVBrHppicGI/AAAAAAAAAD0/WnM3KrnVHBA/s72-c/Christmas+2008+101.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1351407829319598962.post-7192645299622192458</id><published>2008-10-23T20:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T20:41:28.175-07:00</updated><title type='text'>RANDOM BLOG</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qWAB5LPYzek/SQFDL5wmGBI/AAAAAAAAACw/6aL4cm2HGrU/s1600-h/Caroline+13th+Birthday+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260559711507716114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qWAB5LPYzek/SQFDL5wmGBI/AAAAAAAAACw/6aL4cm2HGrU/s320/Caroline+13th+Birthday+012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qWAB5LPYzek/SQFCtOUaN4I/AAAAAAAAACo/--oNutTw2aQ/s1600-h/Caroline+13th+Birthday+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260559184450697090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qWAB5LPYzek/SQFCtOUaN4I/AAAAAAAAACo/--oNutTw2aQ/s320/Caroline+13th+Birthday+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qWAB5LPYzek/SQFCWAsWCxI/AAAAAAAAACg/yL_rArSy0Mo/s1600-h/Caroline+13th+Birthday+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260558785655999250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qWAB5LPYzek/SQFCWAsWCxI/AAAAAAAAACg/yL_rArSy0Mo/s320/Caroline+13th+Birthday+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm just going to put random pictures on it will take the words right out of my mouth.&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/1351407829319598962-7192645299622192458?l=carolineamandaparry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolineamandaparry.blogspot.com/feeds/7192645299622192458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1351407829319598962&amp;postID=7192645299622192458' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351407829319598962/posts/default/7192645299622192458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351407829319598962/posts/default/7192645299622192458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolineamandaparry.blogspot.com/2008/10/random-blog.html' title='RANDOM BLOG'/><author><name>CAROLINE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16279833347910785953</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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qWAB5LPYzek/SQFDL5wmGBI/AAAAAAAAACw/6aL4cm2HGrU/s72-c/Caroline+13th+Birthday+012.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1351407829319598962.post-4207358583084270875</id><published>2008-09-25T15:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T15:25:22.482-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ONLY  4 MORE DAYS!!! :-)</title><content type='html'>O MY GOODNESS THERE ARE ONLY 4 MORE DAYS UNTIL I WILL BE A TEENAGER!!!!! AAHHHHHHH!! I'M GOING TO HAVE AN AWESOME PARTY AT MY GRANDMAS HOUSE WE WILL HANG OUT THEN WATCH A MOVIE THAN DO MY FAVORITE THING EVER PREASANTS! HAHA.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1351407829319598962-4207358583084270875?l=carolineamandaparry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolineamandaparry.blogspot.com/feeds/4207358583084270875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1351407829319598962&amp;postID=4207358583084270875' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351407829319598962/posts/default/4207358583084270875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351407829319598962/posts/default/4207358583084270875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolineamandaparry.blogspot.com/2008/09/only-4-more-days.html' title='ONLY  4 MORE DAYS!!! :-)'/><author><name>CAROLINE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16279833347910785953</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-1351407829319598962.post-5048653521635942777</id><published>2008-09-21T13:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T13:13:34.809-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm in Jr. Highnow i just want to go back!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>I Just want to go back to elementary school.  There is so much drama in Jr. High that it's to much to bear. i can't even get started on it.  I do have some more friends but, my old friends is really the whole story, one friend even got a boyfriend ditches us all and is super rude again can't even get started on everthing that has happened. During school most of the time i just want to melt into my seat and disappear so no one can see or hear me.  i've lost 2 of my best friends ever but I have kept a lot even two that went to Millcreek . i'm so sad right now I rally hope this gets better soon or i think i will loose my mind.  All ready i think I've lost like half of it.  I'm also not very good at making new friends the ones that i have made were through friends.  There are three guys that I really want to be friends with and i don't know how to make friends with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I have to go  Caroline&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1351407829319598962-5048653521635942777?l=carolineamandaparry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolineamandaparry.blogspot.com/feeds/5048653521635942777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1351407829319598962&amp;postID=5048653521635942777' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351407829319598962/posts/default/5048653521635942777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351407829319598962/posts/default/5048653521635942777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolineamandaparry.blogspot.com/2008/09/im-in-jr-highnow-i-just-want-to-go-back.html' title='i&apos;m in Jr. Highnow i just want to go back!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>CAROLINE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16279833347910785953</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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1351407829319598962.post-3315522556437175256</id><published>2008-07-02T11:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T20:54:06.167-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Here are some pictures from May Days just random thangs</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qWAB5LPYzek/SGvPiy23f0I/AAAAAAAAACU/a2lOo7KnLgg/s1600-h/May25.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218492789913255746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qWAB5LPYzek/SGvPiy23f0I/AAAAAAAAACU/a2lOo7KnLgg/s320/May25.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qWAB5LPYzek/SGvPWYQqdDI/AAAAAAAAACM/O4BSEdc2bxY/s1600-h/May28.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218492576615265330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qWAB5LPYzek/SGvPWYQqdDI/AAAAAAAAACM/O4BSEdc2bxY/s320/May28.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qWAB5LPYzek/SGvPGw9_6iI/AAAAAAAAACE/HpqgbF4cb9U/s1600-h/May18.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218492308369959458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qWAB5LPYzek/SGvPGw9_6iI/AAAAAAAAACE/HpqgbF4cb9U/s320/May18.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qWAB5LPYzek/SGvO5Pm6weI/AAAAAAAAAB8/VJX8hM9SGto/s1600-h/May20.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218492076076483042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qWAB5LPYzek/SGvO5Pm6weI/AAAAAAAAAB8/VJX8hM9SGto/s320/May20.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qWAB5LPYzek/SGvOsuMRcwI/AAAAAAAAAB0/LMdJx7Sjkfs/s1600-h/May16.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218491860947923714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qWAB5LPYzek/SGvOsuMRcwI/AAAAAAAAAB0/LMdJx7Sjkfs/s320/May16.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qWAB5LPYzek/SGvOhSMHNfI/AAAAAAAAABs/rt0n10l64U4/s1600-h/May13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218491664452498930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qWAB5LPYzek/SGvOhSMHNfI/AAAAAAAAABs/rt0n10l64U4/s320/May13.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qWAB5LPYzek/SGvOVpX531I/AAAAAAAAABk/K-EFQ5CaqvY/s1600-h/May12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218491464517541714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qWAB5LPYzek/SGvOVpX531I/AAAAAAAAABk/K-EFQ5CaqvY/s320/May12.jpg" border="0" /&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;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qWAB5LPYzek/SGvOIERfDLI/AAAAAAAAABc/lQ572ya-wEw/s1600-h/May4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218491231220206770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qWAB5LPYzek/SGvOIERfDLI/AAAAAAAAABc/lQ572ya-wEw/s320/May4.jpg" border="0" /&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;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qWAB5LPYzek/SGvN8b8ywNI/AAAAAAAAABU/NGtulJiojbU/s1600-h/May3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218491031417438418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qWAB5LPYzek/SGvN8b8ywNI/AAAAAAAAABU/NGtulJiojbU/s320/May3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you can see my fam is really  busy in the summer we have prom, car accidents, working, Baseball/softball, La Caille, Being lazy on Sundays, and MLB games (Major league baseball.), And seeing dead pple.&lt;br /&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;&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;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1351407829319598962-3315522556437175256?l=carolineamandaparry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolineamandaparry.blogspot.com/feeds/3315522556437175256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1351407829319598962&amp;postID=3315522556437175256' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351407829319598962/posts/default/3315522556437175256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351407829319598962/posts/default/3315522556437175256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolineamandaparry.blogspot.com/2008/07/here-are-some-pictures-from-may-days.html' title='Here are some pictures from May Days just random thangs'/><author><name>CAROLINE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16279833347910785953</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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qWAB5LPYzek/SGvPiy23f0I/AAAAAAAAACU/a2lOo7KnLgg/s72-c/May25.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1351407829319598962.post-2635971423360481440</id><published>2008-07-02T11:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T20:54:07.348-08:00</updated><title type='text'>CAMPING!? MY FAMILY? NOT HAPPENING!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qWAB5LPYzek/SGvNEc1uoDI/AAAAAAAAABM/C07IwUv5RXc/s1600-h/may+days+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218490069583568946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qWAB5LPYzek/SGvNEc1uoDI/AAAAAAAAABM/C07IwUv5RXc/s320/may+days+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qWAB5LPYzek/SGvM0OvWm8I/AAAAAAAAABE/imrLAazAEeM/s1600-h/may+days+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218489790920825794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qWAB5LPYzek/SGvM0OvWm8I/AAAAAAAAABE/imrLAazAEeM/s320/may+days+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qWAB5LPYzek/SGvMLMjO0MI/AAAAAAAAAA8/cEB9PmRCQgA/s1600-h/may+days+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218489085958475970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qWAB5LPYzek/SGvMLMjO0MI/AAAAAAAAAA8/cEB9PmRCQgA/s320/may+days+013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qWAB5LPYzek/SGvL7SkGOUI/AAAAAAAAAA0/l8XT5U4RGvM/s1600-h/may+days+026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218488812694812994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qWAB5LPYzek/SGvL7SkGOUI/AAAAAAAAAA0/l8XT5U4RGvM/s320/may+days+026.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qWAB5LPYzek/SGvLlPFicKI/AAAAAAAAAAs/znwutuWpwlI/s1600-h/may+days+019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218488433804210338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qWAB5LPYzek/SGvLlPFicKI/AAAAAAAAAAs/znwutuWpwlI/s320/may+days+019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qWAB5LPYzek/SGvLL0ym61I/AAAAAAAAAAk/HUNGvXZuzkg/s1600-h/may+days+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218487997248760658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qWAB5LPYzek/SGvLL0ym61I/AAAAAAAAAAk/HUNGvXZuzkg/s320/may+days+012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qWAB5LPYzek/SGvK0GkdyrI/AAAAAAAAAAc/K8yjm6oPDaA/s1600-h/may+days+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218487589704420018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qWAB5LPYzek/SGvK0GkdyrI/AAAAAAAAAAc/K8yjm6oPDaA/s320/may+days+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Family going camping i know that is weird. We were all mad at isaac cause it was his idea. jake said 'our family camping is going to a Best western hotel'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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;br /&gt;&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;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1351407829319598962-2635971423360481440?l=carolineamandaparry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolineamandaparry.blogspot.com/feeds/2635971423360481440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1351407829319598962&amp;postID=2635971423360481440' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351407829319598962/posts/default/2635971423360481440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351407829319598962/posts/default/2635971423360481440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolineamandaparry.blogspot.com/2008/07/camping-my-family-not-happening.html' title='CAMPING!? MY FAMILY? NOT HAPPENING!!!!'/><author><name>CAROLINE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16279833347910785953</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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qWAB5LPYzek/SGvNEc1uoDI/AAAAAAAAABM/C07IwUv5RXc/s72-c/may+days+005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1351407829319598962.post-599926258194700248</id><published>2008-06-03T13:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-03T13:32:08.722-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wat time is it?! Summertime!!</title><content type='html'>In case you didn't know it's summertime!! (Well Its all the wheathers fault.) /my softball league is done and we got first place that is so cool ya i know. We got two big BIG trophys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My family went camping my family going is kindof weird jake said camping for us is staying at a best western hotel and he is is right.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1351407829319598962-599926258194700248?l=carolineamandaparry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolineamandaparry.blogspot.com/feeds/599926258194700248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1351407829319598962&amp;postID=599926258194700248' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351407829319598962/posts/default/599926258194700248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351407829319598962/posts/default/599926258194700248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolineamandaparry.blogspot.com/2008/06/wat-time-is-it-summertime.html' title='Wat time is it?! Summertime!!'/><author><name>CAROLINE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16279833347910785953</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-1351407829319598962.post-596893735980002268</id><published>2008-05-16T14:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-16T15:05:39.587-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BASEBALL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Well sort of I guess.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Wow baseball is going great.  I have two jobs at MP but my baseball team is 6-3 (Ali that means we have won six and lost three.)  I'm going to be a jr. highster in 10 days!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! That is so cool ya i know. And i cannot believe it is almost summer it will be a great one and i know it.  wat else has happened lets think. . . . . . . . . .The YW summer camp is july 14-18 Ya i have memorized it i cannot wait it will be my first one. YEAH!!!!!!!!! My life has some fun things going for it.  Lets start with school I'm going to La Cialle (I think thats how u spell it.) on May 20.  Worlds fair is like the last Wens. My mom has to miss it.  We are going to the Rec center OMG SO EXCITING!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! ANd the graduation i simply can't wait. WEll this is driving me crazy so if i keep talking abut it i may die So I'll go know wait no yes say yes no no. . . . . .bye.!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Sincerly, Excitied Caroline&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;(I know i can't spell)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1351407829319598962-596893735980002268?l=carolineamandaparry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolineamandaparry.blogspot.com/feeds/596893735980002268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1351407829319598962&amp;postID=596893735980002268' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351407829319598962/posts/default/596893735980002268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351407829319598962/posts/default/596893735980002268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolineamandaparry.blogspot.com/2008/05/baseball-well-sort-of-i-guess.html' title='BASEBALL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Well sort of I guess.'/><author><name>CAROLINE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16279833347910785953</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-1351407829319598962.post-7629131852535822632</id><published>2008-03-21T16:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-21T16:25:24.378-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sorry people</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000099;"&gt;Sorry peolpe,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000099;"&gt;i know thats spelled wrong.  Sorry I havn't written I have been so busy. So right now i'm at my aunts Celest's house and yesterday i went and saw a concert for Emme Packer. She is not a big super star yet she has her own record sompany she writes her own songs and so ya my aunt knows her well actually my aunts friend knows her but i knnow her now it's not like i'mher bff but i know her i got 2 signatures.  My aunts frends brothers son (Man thas a nouth full!!!!)Is a total hilarious brother he makes pig calls and  weird streched out faces.  I'm staying at Celeste's because my family is in St. George i didn't want to go because i would have to watch 8 stinckin games i could not handle that way to much.  Well Sam won one yesterday and lost one Jake losst both. And IDK about today.   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000099;"&gt;Well thats pretty much it right now and i will right soon this time,  BYE Caroline Parry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1351407829319598962-7629131852535822632?l=carolineamandaparry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolineamandaparry.blogspot.com/feeds/7629131852535822632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1351407829319598962&amp;postID=7629131852535822632' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351407829319598962/posts/default/7629131852535822632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351407829319598962/posts/default/7629131852535822632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolineamandaparry.blogspot.com/2008/03/sorry-people.html' title='Sorry people'/><author><name>CAROLINE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16279833347910785953</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-1351407829319598962.post-1631145586629490308</id><published>2008-01-31T16:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-31T16:48:02.756-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ALOHA!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Sorry I havn't Written in a while I have forgotten to write latly I have forgotten what have happened.  Last week I went to hawaii we went on a zip line, swam in a waterfall whole I got to swing off a vine and land in the water.  I swam in the beach a lot!  I went snorkoling I got to see turtles.  I went on a whale watch and threw up twice don't worry off the edge.  I'm sorry i can't remember anything else.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Chow, Caroline Parry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1351407829319598962-1631145586629490308?l=carolineamandaparry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolineamandaparry.blogspot.com/feeds/1631145586629490308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1351407829319598962&amp;postID=1631145586629490308' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351407829319598962/posts/default/1631145586629490308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351407829319598962/posts/default/1631145586629490308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolineamandaparry.blogspot.com/2008/01/aloha.html' title='ALOHA!!!!'/><author><name>CAROLINE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16279833347910785953</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1351407829319598962.post-4107507115274359569</id><published>2007-12-07T13:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-07T13:12:04.343-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's The Greatest time of the year and its HERE!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;It is finally December the best (and coldest) time of the year i love december and to start out it has been an amazing month.  (10 more days till school is out for the holidays.)  4 Christmas i have no idea what im getting.  On Sunday is one of my fav traditions we go to my granny D's house and make cookie houses and do white elephant.  On the 21 is another one of my traditions we go to the marriot down town and stay  over one night and go to tepenyaki and see the lights and a movie.  On Christmas eve we go to my granny P's and Eat dinner and read a christmas story, do plays, sing songs and more!! (Make cookies W/ my cousins)  Also on Christmas Eve Me and my Brothers go and sleep in the play room since we do not trust eachother when all the preasants are there.  We stay up all night and do lots of stuff.  (This year i will watch full house ALL night.) In the morning we will go and wake up my parents and eay a &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Small   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;breakfast than open our stockings in the front room than go down staires oldest to youngest and open our big preasants than we go back upstaries and open our family, and friend preasants.  On Christmas we go to my granny D's house and exchange preasants and eat dinner.  Well those are y traditoins so post yours i want to see yours! BYE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Caroline&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1351407829319598962-4107507115274359569?l=carolineamandaparry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolineamandaparry.blogspot.com/feeds/4107507115274359569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1351407829319598962&amp;postID=4107507115274359569' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351407829319598962/posts/default/4107507115274359569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351407829319598962/posts/default/4107507115274359569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolineamandaparry.blogspot.com/2007/12/its-greatest-time-of-year-and-its-here.html' title='It&apos;s The Greatest time of the year and its HERE!!!'/><author><name>CAROLINE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16279833347910785953</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-1351407829319598962.post-5138971992129516917</id><published>2007-11-29T20:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-29T20:40:00.179-08:00</updated><title type='text'>BYU!!!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>Well first off i'm sorry for not writing since the. . .15 i have forgotten.  Second Thanksgiving was let me summerize it to one word a BLAST!  I had so much fun some of my cuz and my aunt i have not seen in a long time came.  We had the best meal ever except i did not eat much.  My gramdma made a side dish that had marshmellows and the inside tasted like ROOTBEER!! It was amazing.  Thirdly BYU WON!!!!!!!!!!!!!  WAHOOO!!  GO BYU my bros. went to the game and I was left home alone for about let me think 7-9 hours mabye even more.  Well G2G&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caroline&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1351407829319598962-5138971992129516917?l=carolineamandaparry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolineamandaparry.blogspot.com/feeds/5138971992129516917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1351407829319598962&amp;postID=5138971992129516917' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351407829319598962/posts/default/5138971992129516917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351407829319598962/posts/default/5138971992129516917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolineamandaparry.blogspot.com/2007/11/byu.html' title='BYU!!!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>CAROLINE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16279833347910785953</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1351407829319598962.post-6708015760671818163</id><published>2007-11-15T17:27:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-15T17:38:09.394-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Fav T.V Show</title><content type='html'>Full House I luv Full House&lt;br /&gt;it ws cute Mary-Kate and Ashley Olsen are so funny in it and John Stamos who is Uncle Jesse he is sort of cute but i perfer Johanny Depp. The only bad thing about it sweet it's on o sorry the only bad thing is that they say omgd&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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Show'/><author><name>CAROLINE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16279833347910785953</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-1351407829319598962.post-5431703083584672277</id><published>2007-11-15T13:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-15T13:50:30.450-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Daily Routen</title><content type='html'>Well it all starts when i get up (is that cool or what)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Practise the violin except on Tusedays&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Get dressed&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Eat breakfast &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Go to the Bus stop at 8:25&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Go to school&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Come home on tuesdays o go to violin&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;on wensdays go to dance at 5:00&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;On Thursdays go to young women at 7&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Then the rest of the time chill &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1351407829319598962-5431703083584672277?l=carolineamandaparry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolineamandaparry.blogspot.com/feeds/5431703083584672277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1351407829319598962&amp;postID=5431703083584672277' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351407829319598962/posts/default/5431703083584672277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351407829319598962/posts/default/5431703083584672277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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Celeste&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;bookes:&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;stormbreaker&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;harry potter&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;the diary of a young girl Anne Frank&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Computer&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Friends&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Full House favorite Sit Com&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Color:&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Purple&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Light Purple&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Lime Green&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Pink&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Store:&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;American Girl Place&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Bath and Body Works&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Litd Too&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Movies:&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Natinol Treasure&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Pirates&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Felicity&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1351407829319598962-8748728656293596161?l=carolineamandaparry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1351407829319598962.post-8919671597115332146</id><published>2007-11-13T19:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-13T19:28:08.890-08:00</updated><title type='text'>School These Days BLAH!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I mean I love school, but i'm just not the best at math and grammer so it is driving me crazy.  I cannot wait for Lachie (if that is how you spell it,) and the bubble and DANCEING!  Mrs. Ferrarie is not being nice because of Dallin, Tyson, Brian, and Lacy (Casy).  So that is a problem.  You know what school has really changed over the years.  Enough about school lets go over to the after school activity's.  Violin is going good i mean i'm still in book 2 Suzuki.  I'm not doing soccer compotion since the girls on my team were evil, little, ugly, tiny brained twits!! Thwy were so mean I cannot just start explaning how much i hate them. (I know its mean but it is true.) I did not hate everyone on my team I liked Alyssa my old neigbor and, Ashley ny other old neihbor, and. . .that is about it.  I'm going to rec soccer in the spring with Lindsey, Breanne and Kinley Breanne is my onlwy REAL friend on that team.  Now what ealse is there in my life that i need to yell out?  I've been learning about astronomy lately.  My brothers Jake and Sam are killing eachother right now. I sent about 2,000 texts last month NEW RECORD!!  :)  I saw the Bee Movie a couple of days ago it was funny and wacky in a weird way.  In Hip-Hop we learned part of I Don't Dance it was so much fun, easy, and good. Guess what. . .I might dye my hair BLONDE on Wensday my mom is going to the hair dresser to have her hair cut and will ask mine if I will look good blonde.  I can't wait I personaly think I will look good with blonde hair.  I want to try something new I would love to be a dumb blonde (Celeste what do you think i will look good with I know you usually perfer burrnets but do you think I will look good Blonde?)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1351407829319598962-8919671597115332146?l=carolineamandaparry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolineamandaparry.blogspot.com/feeds/8919671597115332146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1351407829319598962&amp;postID=8919671597115332146' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351407829319598962/posts/default/8919671597115332146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351407829319598962/posts/default/8919671597115332146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolineamandaparry.blogspot.com/2007/11/school-these-days-blah.html' title='School These Days BLAH!!'/><author><name>CAROLINE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16279833347910785953</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1351407829319598962.post-2667322415768684107</id><published>2007-11-13T17:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-13T17:36:58.727-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I GOT A BLOG</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I CANNOT BELIEVE I JUST GOT A BLOG!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;FIRST I DO NOT KNOW WERE TO START &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I'm going to Hawaii in Janurary and we are going to go kyaking!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Celest came to babysit me on friday well actually it was on Friday it was fabulouse and on Friday it was SAWYER'S B-DAY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1351407829319598962-2667322415768684107?l=carolineamandaparry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://carolineamandaparry.blogspot.com/feeds/2667322415768684107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1351407829319598962&amp;postID=2667322415768684107' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351407829319598962/posts/default/2667322415768684107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1351407829319598962/posts/default/2667322415768684107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://carolineamandaparry.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-got-blog.html' title='I GOT A BLOG'/><author><name>CAROLINE</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16279833347910785953</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>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
