<?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-4577325650900776229</id><updated>2011-07-08T01:42:09.975-05:00</updated><title type='text'>ramen noodles are good.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wellhellocorie.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4577325650900776229/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wellhellocorie.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>corie paige</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05458125424676113308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OZ1nI7P9FoI/So2hsFIdf2I/AAAAAAAAAEg/zBIGd-rBxTU/S220/12.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>24</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4577325650900776229.post-2960422286919719630</id><published>2011-05-11T11:34:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-11T11:36:35.661-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Vanish Giveaway!</title><content type='html'>&lt;CENTER&gt;Has anyone read Firelight by Sophie Jordan? I have, it was pretty amazing.&lt;br /&gt;If you have read it and would like a chance to win the second book, Vanish- just go &lt;A HREF="http://www.goodchoicereading.com/2011/05/giveaway-vanish-by-sophie-jordan.html"&gt;HERE&lt;/A&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;/CENTER&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4577325650900776229-2960422286919719630?l=wellhellocorie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wellhellocorie.blogspot.com/feeds/2960422286919719630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4577325650900776229&amp;postID=2960422286919719630' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4577325650900776229/posts/default/2960422286919719630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4577325650900776229/posts/default/2960422286919719630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wellhellocorie.blogspot.com/2011/05/vanish-giveaway.html' title='Vanish Giveaway!'/><author><name>corie paige</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05458125424676113308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OZ1nI7P9FoI/So2hsFIdf2I/AAAAAAAAAEg/zBIGd-rBxTU/S220/12.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4577325650900776229.post-3292089030907250409</id><published>2010-01-15T01:35:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-15T01:50:09.612-06:00</updated><title type='text'>No Conclusion.</title><content type='html'>I sit here. I think; hey, I should be cool and write one of those blogs that everyone loves to read cause it's witty, amusing and interesting. You know what? It's harder than it seems. I just can't seem to think of anything to write. I'm not very good at reviews. My life isn't that relatively cool. I have nothing exciting to blog. So. What's the point? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Know what I'm doing right now? Sitting on my bed. Watching BTVS with commentary over it. This is what I do. Everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I'll just go to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;I think about this later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4577325650900776229-3292089030907250409?l=wellhellocorie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wellhellocorie.blogspot.com/feeds/3292089030907250409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4577325650900776229&amp;postID=3292089030907250409' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4577325650900776229/posts/default/3292089030907250409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4577325650900776229/posts/default/3292089030907250409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wellhellocorie.blogspot.com/2010/01/no-conclusion.html' title='No Conclusion.'/><author><name>corie paige</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05458125424676113308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OZ1nI7P9FoI/So2hsFIdf2I/AAAAAAAAAEg/zBIGd-rBxTU/S220/12.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4577325650900776229.post-4272995957004033232</id><published>2010-01-14T17:26:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-16T17:38:03.102-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4577325650900776229-4272995957004033232?l=wellhellocorie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wellhellocorie.blogspot.com/2010/01/birthday-list.html' title='Birthday List'/><author><name>corie paige</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05458125424676113308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OZ1nI7P9FoI/So2hsFIdf2I/AAAAAAAAAEg/zBIGd-rBxTU/S220/12.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4577325650900776229.post-247789105465971229</id><published>2009-12-13T21:03:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-13T01:37:25.909-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Gifts?</title><content type='html'>Yeah. 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:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;DISTRICLINES.COM!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.districtlines.com/13677-The-Lava-Head-V-Neck-T-Shirt/livelavalive"&gt;Livelavalive&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4577325650900776229-247789105465971229?l=wellhellocorie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wellhellocorie.blogspot.com/feeds/247789105465971229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4577325650900776229&amp;postID=247789105465971229' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4577325650900776229/posts/default/247789105465971229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4577325650900776229/posts/default/247789105465971229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wellhellocorie.blogspot.com/2009/12/gifts.html' title='Gifts?'/><author><name>corie paige</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05458125424676113308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OZ1nI7P9FoI/So2hsFIdf2I/AAAAAAAAAEg/zBIGd-rBxTU/S220/12.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OZ1nI7P9FoI/SyWq_5pnc7I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/oPYKov0gFQ0/s72-c/51Z3ETZ4KFL.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4577325650900776229.post-8389729735390867349</id><published>2009-11-04T22:57:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T23:02:22.078-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Dollhouse</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OZ1nI7P9FoI/SvJcLyRaDAI/AAAAAAAAAFI/zccEndRag-s/s1600-h/xp21hu.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 282px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OZ1nI7P9FoI/SvJcLyRaDAI/AAAAAAAAAFI/zccEndRag-s/s320/xp21hu.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400480260713745410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I swear I'll cry if it ends...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's really an amazing show. People just don't want to take the time to have to think and understand what they are watching. They just want some bubble-gum for the brain, but that's not what Dollhouse is. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OZ1nI7P9FoI/SvJbkNcgYNI/AAAAAAAAAFA/kOh_5pUCN2g/s1600-h/3984314171_913405c367.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 273px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OZ1nI7P9FoI/SvJbkNcgYNI/AAAAAAAAAFA/kOh_5pUCN2g/s320/3984314171_913405c367.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400479580813287634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sheesh. I hate how all of Joss Whedon's shows get canceled. :p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4577325650900776229-8389729735390867349?l=wellhellocorie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wellhellocorie.blogspot.com/feeds/8389729735390867349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4577325650900776229&amp;postID=8389729735390867349' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4577325650900776229/posts/default/8389729735390867349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4577325650900776229/posts/default/8389729735390867349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wellhellocorie.blogspot.com/2009/11/dollhouse.html' title='Dollhouse'/><author><name>corie paige</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05458125424676113308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OZ1nI7P9FoI/So2hsFIdf2I/AAAAAAAAAEg/zBIGd-rBxTU/S220/12.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OZ1nI7P9FoI/SvJcLyRaDAI/AAAAAAAAAFI/zccEndRag-s/s72-c/xp21hu.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4577325650900776229.post-3575674732536077384</id><published>2009-08-20T14:30:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-20T14:38:26.257-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Day</title><content type='html'>Okay, so...sometimes..I get these random little burst of insightfullness and post it in my livejournal. &lt;br /&gt;[Yeah I know it's probably not a word but you can just shut up 'cause it's my blog.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But anyways. It makes me feel all happy and insightful. ;D&lt;br /&gt;And that was going no where..I just felt the need to explain myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Mother woke me up at about 8:40is but I went back to sleep and got up at 9 when she yelled again. Then I went in the living room and fell asleep on the couch, and woke up 30 minutes later haha. Pfft. It doesn't matter though because I got all my work done in about 2 hours. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Burgers for lunch...and leftovers from Penn Station. Yummmmmy. &lt;br /&gt;We need better ideas for food. I feel like I eat the same thing every week, seriously. Anyone want to go out sometime?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somedays Mom drives me insane. And Mom, if you're reading this...HA! Nah I'm kidding. I love her. But, really now, she can get so bossy. Her excuse you may ask? "I'm the mom. It's my job."  Whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well. Here's another pointless blog that you probably won't read.&lt;br /&gt;Bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4577325650900776229-3575674732536077384?l=wellhellocorie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wellhellocorie.blogspot.com/feeds/3575674732536077384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4577325650900776229&amp;postID=3575674732536077384' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4577325650900776229/posts/default/3575674732536077384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4577325650900776229/posts/default/3575674732536077384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wellhellocorie.blogspot.com/2009/08/another-day.html' title='Another Day'/><author><name>corie paige</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05458125424676113308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OZ1nI7P9FoI/So2hsFIdf2I/AAAAAAAAAEg/zBIGd-rBxTU/S220/12.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4577325650900776229.post-2209980506762812569</id><published>2009-08-19T20:26:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T20:43:52.160-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Belated.</title><content type='html'>Okay, so this is my actualy blog, but I also have a journal thing on another website that I update A LOT more. But it's more of quotes and pictures and feelings...yeah definatly not giving you that link ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO. I guess I'll just use this one to write what happens that's interesting in my life. Meaning..I won't update that much. haha. Or I just might type about stupid stuff...meaning I will update a lot. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well. Lots of new things actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Homeschool.&lt;br /&gt;I really do love it. I can wake up at around 9 and then do my work, which is super easy, especially when Dad helps me with chemistry and such. Also I can work at my own pace. I don't have to get finished at any certain time. Just make sure I get done that day. PLUS. If I'm doing something on photoshop, it counts as my computer class! And if I do something like laundry (yeah right) it counts as home ec. class. Awesome right?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Hannah Montana movie.&lt;br /&gt;Good freaking gravy. We watched it like 10 zilllllion times ever since we got it....YESTERDAY. lol. Don't get me wrong..I love it, I just don't want to over do it or anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Skillet concert.&lt;br /&gt;Holy moly doughnut shop. IT WAS AMAZING. I swear. THE. BEST. CONCERT. I'VE. SEEN...IN A WHILE. lolol. I didn't get to talk that much to the person I wanted to though :/ Maybe I'll see them another time though. Like......FLYLEAF AT XTREME. Whollymolly. Gotta go. I haven't seen Flyleaf in 2 years :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Sims 3. 'nuff said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Books.&lt;br /&gt;I've read so much lately! Sarah Dessen is amazing! I've been impressed with all of the books she wrote that I read. And I'm also reading this vampire series..don't judge. But the next book comes out in October. I'm also waiting for another book in a different vampire series to come out in November. Tricks by Ellen Hopkins comes out sometime in this couple of months.. Goodness. Oh well. I can't wait!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. New Moon anyone?&lt;br /&gt;Okay. Yes. I admit it....I CAN'T WAIT. I'm not obsessed, but I'm really excited. lol. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well. Church was fun. I love Wednesday nights :) I have a lot of fun in that class, and I remember what happens and what we learn about because it's funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4577325650900776229-2209980506762812569?l=wellhellocorie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wellhellocorie.blogspot.com/feeds/2209980506762812569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4577325650900776229&amp;postID=2209980506762812569' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4577325650900776229/posts/default/2209980506762812569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4577325650900776229/posts/default/2209980506762812569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wellhellocorie.blogspot.com/2009/08/belated.html' title='Belated.'/><author><name>corie paige</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05458125424676113308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OZ1nI7P9FoI/So2hsFIdf2I/AAAAAAAAAEg/zBIGd-rBxTU/S220/12.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4577325650900776229.post-4420739114128502716</id><published>2009-04-15T11:05:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T11:07:55.872-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Puh-leeeease.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OZ1nI7P9FoI/SeYGDBX9faI/AAAAAAAAADY/1ghxL2ZWweE/s1600-h/nooooooooo.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 97px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OZ1nI7P9FoI/SeYGDBX9faI/AAAAAAAAADY/1ghxL2ZWweE/s320/nooooooooo.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324950258390498722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CLICK IT TO MAKE IT BIGGER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes... ahahhaha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4577325650900776229-4420739114128502716?l=wellhellocorie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wellhellocorie.blogspot.com/feeds/4420739114128502716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4577325650900776229&amp;postID=4420739114128502716' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4577325650900776229/posts/default/4420739114128502716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4577325650900776229/posts/default/4420739114128502716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wellhellocorie.blogspot.com/2009/04/puh-leeeease.html' title='Puh-leeeease.'/><author><name>corie paige</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05458125424676113308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OZ1nI7P9FoI/So2hsFIdf2I/AAAAAAAAAEg/zBIGd-rBxTU/S220/12.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OZ1nI7P9FoI/SeYGDBX9faI/AAAAAAAAADY/1ghxL2ZWweE/s72-c/nooooooooo.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4577325650900776229.post-8779022338271423598</id><published>2009-03-25T23:33:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T23:35:28.052-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sleep Deprivation</title><content type='html'>I just want to sleep without worrying or thinking about anything for once. Yah know?&lt;br /&gt;:/&lt;br /&gt;I don't even get tired till 2:30 or 3ish anymore. Whats wrong with meeeeeee!? It's kind of annoying, because I'm tired in school, but I'm not tired at night time. Meh. Whatever. I'm just posting because I'm bored. I think I'll go read.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4577325650900776229-8779022338271423598?l=wellhellocorie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wellhellocorie.blogspot.com/feeds/8779022338271423598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4577325650900776229&amp;postID=8779022338271423598' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4577325650900776229/posts/default/8779022338271423598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4577325650900776229/posts/default/8779022338271423598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wellhellocorie.blogspot.com/2009/03/sleep-deprivation.html' title='Sleep Deprivation'/><author><name>corie paige</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05458125424676113308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OZ1nI7P9FoI/So2hsFIdf2I/AAAAAAAAAEg/zBIGd-rBxTU/S220/12.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4577325650900776229.post-6708833429153160427</id><published>2009-03-22T01:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T01:32:29.951-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Gone.</title><content type='html'>I miss you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lot.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4577325650900776229-6708833429153160427?l=wellhellocorie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wellhellocorie.blogspot.com/feeds/6708833429153160427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4577325650900776229&amp;postID=6708833429153160427' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4577325650900776229/posts/default/6708833429153160427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4577325650900776229/posts/default/6708833429153160427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wellhellocorie.blogspot.com/2009/03/gone.html' title='Gone.'/><author><name>corie paige</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05458125424676113308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OZ1nI7P9FoI/So2hsFIdf2I/AAAAAAAAAEg/zBIGd-rBxTU/S220/12.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4577325650900776229.post-3840807433609516851</id><published>2009-03-19T17:07:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T18:38:55.841-05:00</updated><title type='text'>New room.</title><content type='html'>YAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I painted my room. No more green, thank goodness. I feel so calm and clean now. Well kind of. I've got four picture frames with no pictures in them, and I need my shelves to be put up, my curtain for my closet needs to go up, and I need my blinds. But still. It looks amazing :) Just got new curtains for my window, and they're really pretty now that I can see the min the light. I have a bookshelf! Well. Sort of...&lt;br /&gt;And I put this desk together all by myself!&lt;br /&gt;Yay me (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well. I guess I'll start putting my clothes back on hangers, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4577325650900776229-3840807433609516851?l=wellhellocorie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wellhellocorie.blogspot.com/feeds/3840807433609516851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4577325650900776229&amp;postID=3840807433609516851' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4577325650900776229/posts/default/3840807433609516851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4577325650900776229/posts/default/3840807433609516851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wellhellocorie.blogspot.com/2009/03/new-room.html' title='New room.'/><author><name>corie paige</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05458125424676113308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OZ1nI7P9FoI/So2hsFIdf2I/AAAAAAAAAEg/zBIGd-rBxTU/S220/12.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4577325650900776229.post-7292754929561709955</id><published>2009-02-03T22:18:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T22:45:46.925-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Sigh.</title><content type='html'>I KNOW IT'S BEEN A LONG TIME JUST SHUT "YOU FACE" AND LET ME BLOG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, the reason I haven't been blogging is because I'm too busy getting grounded and other online communities. RAWR. But hey, I'm here aren't I? Yes. The party shall start now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;__________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My recent addiction:&lt;br /&gt;Booooooooooooooks! &lt;br /&gt;Books. Reading. Books. Reading. Books. Reading. Books.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm addicted. I already have a huge stinkin' list. O.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;___________________________________&lt;br /&gt;The Dream:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had like, the weirdest freaking dream last night. It started out I was at a new church building, same people, new building. But like, me, mom, Jamie, Jason, and Sara all went to our old building - which is really our current one..confusing I know - anyways. We got there and went inside and everything was black like it had been burnt or something, and abandoned. Well we went to the cafe area in the youth part of the building and sat down and Jason was all running in and out of rooms and it was really  quiet. There was also boxes and papers and lots of things scattered every where. And I sat down at the table with Sara and a cat jumps out of the box and starts hissing at us, then another cat walks in the door and purrs and I don't know why but I picked up the cat and started hugging it and cuddling with it and stuff, then the next thing I know the big cat jumps at me and all these other cats come out of no where and start attacking me, then Sara. I was screaming at Sara "WHAT'S GOING ON?! DO YOU KNOW WHAT THIS IS?!" And she was all "NO! I SWEAR I HAD NO IDEA!!" I have no idea why though...weird. But yeah. Jamie and Jason and Mom were all flipping out and tried to pull the cats off of us, but it wasn't working. The more they pulled off; the more that appeared. After a just a few minutes, Sara died. :(  Well, we all started crying and Jason took off in his car speeding down after they finally got me free, but for some reason he we were all downtown. Me and mom were on a motor cycle(what the heck lol!) and Jamie was still at the church I think getting Sara out so we could still have a funeral and what not :/ But anyways Jason in his minivan, and me and mom on a ducati speeding down the road and Jason almost hitting us was crazy. When we finally stopped Jason looked us and was still crying and apologized for almost hitting us and we were like it's okay and then I woke up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IT WAS SO CRAZY. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't have anything else to write, and this was hardly worth writing. I'm just trying to make sure I did write something at least. I'm not going to edit or anything - sorry, I'm too busy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4577325650900776229-7292754929561709955?l=wellhellocorie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wellhellocorie.blogspot.com/feeds/7292754929561709955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4577325650900776229&amp;postID=7292754929561709955' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4577325650900776229/posts/default/7292754929561709955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4577325650900776229/posts/default/7292754929561709955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wellhellocorie.blogspot.com/2009/02/sigh.html' title='Sigh.'/><author><name>corie paige</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05458125424676113308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OZ1nI7P9FoI/So2hsFIdf2I/AAAAAAAAAEg/zBIGd-rBxTU/S220/12.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4577325650900776229.post-1761122297701698236</id><published>2008-12-20T19:59:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-21T15:36:50.680-06:00</updated><title type='text'>How does a grenade work?</title><content type='html'>Book: "I want you to pretend that I've handed you a live grenade. The pin is out and you are holding down the spoon."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Corie: "Mom, how does a grenade work?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom: "You pull the thing and it blows up."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Corie: "Dad, how does a grenade work?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad: "Well, it is this hard, thick metal filled with this explosive material inside. Once you have pulled the pin out; you have to hold down the spoon. When you let go of the spoon it will fling out and you have only a few seconds before it explodes."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom: "This is the difference between a man and a woman."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad: "Hey look, it's Dr. Suess!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4577325650900776229-1761122297701698236?l=wellhellocorie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wellhellocorie.blogspot.com/feeds/1761122297701698236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4577325650900776229&amp;postID=1761122297701698236' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4577325650900776229/posts/default/1761122297701698236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4577325650900776229/posts/default/1761122297701698236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wellhellocorie.blogspot.com/2008/12/how-does-grenade-work.html' title='How does a grenade work?'/><author><name>corie paige</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05458125424676113308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OZ1nI7P9FoI/So2hsFIdf2I/AAAAAAAAAEg/zBIGd-rBxTU/S220/12.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4577325650900776229.post-4238407141244017383</id><published>2008-09-30T21:15:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T21:24:38.208-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Better Day</title><content type='html'>Went to bed WAY early last night and I felt better this morning. Actually was done on time lol. Then I got to go to Shogun, and got new shoes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yes, it was a good day [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DID YOU KNOW YOU COULD LOSE WEIGHT IN YOUR FOOT?!&lt;br /&gt;I think I did, because I went down a size in shoes. LOL. How weird?!&lt;br /&gt;I ate wayyyyyyyyyyyy too much tonight. Good thing about that stuff is it doesn't make you hungry. I think that's the only reason I like it haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I'm working on bringing up my grades too. I've got one class done, now I'm working on the rest. I got till next Friday. I need to get 'em up if I want this Iphone. /: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and I'm working on a new banner [;&lt;br /&gt;I've got really nothing to blog about, so I'll leave you to your lives,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4577325650900776229-4238407141244017383?l=wellhellocorie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wellhellocorie.blogspot.com/feeds/4238407141244017383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4577325650900776229&amp;postID=4238407141244017383' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4577325650900776229/posts/default/4238407141244017383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4577325650900776229/posts/default/4238407141244017383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wellhellocorie.blogspot.com/2008/09/better-day.html' title='Better Day'/><author><name>corie paige</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05458125424676113308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OZ1nI7P9FoI/So2hsFIdf2I/AAAAAAAAAEg/zBIGd-rBxTU/S220/12.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4577325650900776229.post-4594224614316466860</id><published>2008-09-29T10:49:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T13:08:03.591-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The worst part about it is..</title><content type='html'>Sometimes I really hate having A.D.D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It sucks big time. And I don't know if it's that or I'm just lazy. The worst part is that even with help; I still get bad grades in school. I still take 2 hours to get ready every morning. I still am annoying the crap out of my parents. I still feel sick at night. I still get headaches. I still stay on the computer too long. I still stay up too late. I still barely get out the door at 8:00-8:10, when I have to be at school at 8:15. I'm just getting myself into the trouble I was in last year. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's wrong with me? It makes me so friggen mad how people can do things like a normal person and at a normal time, but I can't. I want to be able to get good grades. I want to be able to get ready in less than an hour. Why is it so easy for other people? I just don't understand why I'm so slow and stupid. Might as well be in freakn special ed classes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever. I don't want to be like this anymore. I want to change. I hate being in trouble all the time. I hate that a lot of the time that my parents talk to me is about my grades being low. I want to be able to talk about the fun or good things that happen at school, but there's just not a lot of that anymore. To all my friends I've changed over the summer and I've been a real jerk to them. It's not like I try to though, and I'm not &lt;em&gt;that&lt;/em&gt; bad.. I just hate when people are annoying..and I'm just sick of the same thing happening and not saying something about it. So what I don't talk to people as much as last year. Is it any of their business anyway what's going on? Maybe I'm being mean now, but idk. I'm just sick of school and the people here. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, why not homeschool?&lt;br /&gt; Why would I want to be homeschooled? Just so I can be away from all people for the rest of my school life? How would I meet new poeople or have the chance to make new friends? (not to dis tha homeschooled kids, a few are my good friends and are great people.) There's some things about homeschooling that sound nice.. but it's not for me.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is this so complex?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4577325650900776229-4594224614316466860?l=wellhellocorie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wellhellocorie.blogspot.com/feeds/4594224614316466860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4577325650900776229&amp;postID=4594224614316466860' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4577325650900776229/posts/default/4594224614316466860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4577325650900776229/posts/default/4594224614316466860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wellhellocorie.blogspot.com/2008/09/worst-part-about-it-is.html' title='The worst part about it is..'/><author><name>corie paige</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05458125424676113308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OZ1nI7P9FoI/So2hsFIdf2I/AAAAAAAAAEg/zBIGd-rBxTU/S220/12.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4577325650900776229.post-7228671683491806920</id><published>2008-09-02T12:01:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T13:27:47.022-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Estoy finalmente de blogs.</title><content type='html'>ERMMMMMMM. Ello.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanna know what the title is? GO TO GOOGLE TRANSLATE! I typed that in spanish. [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'm gettin in trouble by a few particular people by not blogging as much....STALKERS!!! Get ovaaaaa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today has been really lame. I really hate white days at school now. I don't have any classes with 'friends.' Plus I don't feel good. :[&lt;br /&gt;I vote for labor week instead of labor day..woo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm in english. And im about to take a test..brb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okayyyyy I'm back! Miss me? Of course you did, because I'm just so darn interesting. Not really..but anyways. I ate lunch today! [: Even though it was only fries...lol. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Omgaw. I am really starting to hate this school. Me and some friends recieved a DM last week for standing on the outside of eagle heads for less than a minute. Today, I see four really 'smart' or 'student of the month worthy' standing outside of the eagle heads. THEY DON'T GET IN TROUBLE AT ALL. T.T. went over there and asked them to move. THAT'S IT!!! We stood there less time than they did, and we were sent straight to the office, no warning, no please move. We got "TO MR. BURROUGH'S OFFICE NOW."  Not fair! LAME LAME LAME LAME. I hate it here. I'm ready to go home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;English is so boring. We're reading some dumb story about some girl that has to die because there isn't enough fuel to keep her on the ship because shes a stowaway. &lt;br /&gt;YAWNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to go to the youth house with sara. ]:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I'm just rambling now, so I shall go. I was pretty much just typing to have something to do..blah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4577325650900776229-7228671683491806920?l=wellhellocorie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wellhellocorie.blogspot.com/feeds/7228671683491806920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4577325650900776229&amp;postID=7228671683491806920' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4577325650900776229/posts/default/7228671683491806920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4577325650900776229/posts/default/7228671683491806920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wellhellocorie.blogspot.com/2008/09/estoy-finalmente-de-blogs.html' title='Estoy finalmente de blogs.'/><author><name>corie paige</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05458125424676113308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OZ1nI7P9FoI/So2hsFIdf2I/AAAAAAAAAEg/zBIGd-rBxTU/S220/12.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4577325650900776229.post-5660660098010928051</id><published>2008-08-22T08:35:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T08:51:37.228-05:00</updated><title type='text'>oh yeahhhh.</title><content type='html'>Okay, so now im totally happy that blogger is not blocked on my lappytop at school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay.&lt;br /&gt;Yay.&lt;br /&gt;Yay!&lt;br /&gt;I'm just going to write stuff. I dont have any stories..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really want mom to come and get me. &lt;br /&gt;My knee hurts like realllyyyyyyyyy bad. :/&lt;br /&gt;3d art is boring this year.&lt;br /&gt;I'm really tired.&lt;br /&gt;And i dont feel good.&lt;br /&gt;I want chinese food really bad.&lt;br /&gt;I dont have any friends in english.&lt;br /&gt;My geometry teacher is scary.&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Phelps needs to come help me.&lt;br /&gt;Fine art is confusing.&lt;br /&gt;And I don't have any friends in there either.&lt;br /&gt;Lunch is disgusting here. &lt;br /&gt;I want to go home.&lt;br /&gt;I want to lay down.&lt;br /&gt;I need music. &lt;br /&gt;I need to fix my hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:///&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MOM SAVE ME PLEASE:/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4577325650900776229-5660660098010928051?l=wellhellocorie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wellhellocorie.blogspot.com/feeds/5660660098010928051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4577325650900776229&amp;postID=5660660098010928051' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4577325650900776229/posts/default/5660660098010928051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4577325650900776229/posts/default/5660660098010928051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wellhellocorie.blogspot.com/2008/08/oh-yeahhhh.html' title='oh yeahhhh.'/><author><name>corie paige</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05458125424676113308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OZ1nI7P9FoI/So2hsFIdf2I/AAAAAAAAAEg/zBIGd-rBxTU/S220/12.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4577325650900776229.post-1284736248617160811</id><published>2008-08-12T14:01:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T14:53:13.473-05:00</updated><title type='text'>kid for sale.</title><content type='html'>Ok, so I know I'm really bad at keeping up with my blog, but oh well, you'll get over it. [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week I got the privelege of going to Florida [staff trip..sorta] with Selena and Carissa. On the way home we unfortunately we got stuck in Atlanta trafic, because we drove and whatnot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, all day I had been "smarting off" to Carissa and Selena. So they kept telling me if I kept on they were going to give me away, and they would find weird old men and point them out and were like "How bout that one?" So i said "yeah right ya'll won't do anything." Right after that Carissa opened the door and yelled at the person next to us asking them if they wanted me..but it didn't work. Bwahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little did i know she was making a sign that said 'KID FOR SALE. with my number here.' After that she held the sign up to the window.. And by this time me and selena were about to choke from laughing so hard. Selena said, I'm going to just die if someone calls you. And of course. Right after she said that. I hear my phone ringing. So I answered, and I hear a low, man's voice that says "How much for the kid?" I was scared to death, hahah. I said uhhh, they're just being mean.. and so he said oh, ok..bye. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL. It was one of the funniest experiences I ave had on a trip. :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OZ1nI7P9FoI/SKHhNkBQnqI/AAAAAAAAACg/lXQzUKd7Wos/s1600-h/l_5a405a8035bcb208e493df2ac467f764.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OZ1nI7P9FoI/SKHhNkBQnqI/AAAAAAAAACg/lXQzUKd7Wos/s320/l_5a405a8035bcb208e493df2ac467f764.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233711865104735906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OZ1nI7P9FoI/SKHpwv6dj1I/AAAAAAAAACw/L0Qp1E30TIk/s1600-h/l_0d6a2b64e8f36372a54c4eb4a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OZ1nI7P9FoI/SKHpwv6dj1I/AAAAAAAAACw/L0Qp1E30TIk/s320/l_0d6a2b64e8f36372a54c4eb4a.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233721265685892946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4577325650900776229-1284736248617160811?l=wellhellocorie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wellhellocorie.blogspot.com/feeds/1284736248617160811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4577325650900776229&amp;postID=1284736248617160811' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4577325650900776229/posts/default/1284736248617160811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4577325650900776229/posts/default/1284736248617160811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wellhellocorie.blogspot.com/2008/08/kid-for-sale.html' title='kid for sale.'/><author><name>corie paige</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05458125424676113308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OZ1nI7P9FoI/So2hsFIdf2I/AAAAAAAAAEg/zBIGd-rBxTU/S220/12.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OZ1nI7P9FoI/SKHhNkBQnqI/AAAAAAAAACg/lXQzUKd7Wos/s72-c/l_5a405a8035bcb208e493df2ac467f764.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4577325650900776229.post-4300790545479249689</id><published>2008-07-24T10:09:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-24T10:28:27.653-05:00</updated><title type='text'>ohhh my.</title><content type='html'>Hello there..&lt;br /&gt;I really have nothing to blog about, except nonsense.&lt;br /&gt;But then again, yesterday was very amusing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, yesterday was probably the greatest day of the entire summer.&lt;br /&gt;Joey, and Tom were chasing each other around the kitchen/case hall,&lt;br /&gt;pretty hilarious if you ask me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What started it all was Tom talking about how Joey had complained &lt;br /&gt;about the food last year too, and not just Tom.. And so Joey decided&lt;br /&gt;to tell him that he was gonna beat the crap out of him, lol. So Tom&lt;br /&gt;turns around and bends over and goes commmon' Joey, come on and do it then!&lt;br /&gt;Next thing I know Joey's gettin a big cup of water and chasing Tom&lt;br /&gt;around the kitchen with it, but after going around a few times he&lt;br /&gt;stopped to finish making his burger, lol. Then Tom runs up behind him&lt;br /&gt;kicks him in the butt, Joey turns around and throws water on him. And&lt;br /&gt;the like grab each other like a hug, and fall on the ground.. hahah,&lt;br /&gt;then Tom sticks his finger in his 3 peice of meat burger, lol, and &lt;br /&gt;runs around with it. Then they decide to run out in case hall where&lt;br /&gt;the kids eating and started chasing each other lol. By the time they &lt;br /&gt;were finished with their mini-foodfight, we had ketchup on the wall, &lt;br /&gt;ketchup on their shirts, water all over Tom's side. Food and water on &lt;br /&gt;the kitchen floor. A burger with a hole from Tom's finger in it. &lt;br /&gt;And two crazy youth ministers out of breathe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was quite a day.&lt;br /&gt;[:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4577325650900776229-4300790545479249689?l=wellhellocorie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wellhellocorie.blogspot.com/feeds/4300790545479249689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4577325650900776229&amp;postID=4300790545479249689' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4577325650900776229/posts/default/4300790545479249689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4577325650900776229/posts/default/4300790545479249689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wellhellocorie.blogspot.com/2008/07/ohhh-my.html' title='ohhh my.'/><author><name>corie paige</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05458125424676113308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OZ1nI7P9FoI/So2hsFIdf2I/AAAAAAAAAEg/zBIGd-rBxTU/S220/12.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4577325650900776229.post-4125599892645693162</id><published>2008-07-15T13:39:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T13:55:34.991-05:00</updated><title type='text'>goodmorning vietnam !</title><content type='html'>Soooo. It's been a while since my last blog. Time to update :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well right now i'm super bored at the camp. We have about 3 or 4&lt;br /&gt;hours until we have to fix dinner for them. Blahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;I'll probably take a nap. But yeah. Anyways it sucks this week bc&lt;br /&gt;cariss isnt here :[[&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm all alone with these stupid people, except for selena. Shes the &lt;br /&gt;only good part about this week. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carissa is spending the week with Laura and her baby, Toby. Since &lt;br /&gt;shaun, carissa's past youth minister, is in brazil for a week or &lt;br /&gt;two. rawrrr COME BACK CARISSA I NEED YOU :[&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well i finally got my txting on my celly yayayayayyayayayyayayayay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;butcha.&lt;br /&gt;this was prettymuch to pass time bye.. &lt;br /&gt;butcha. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;byebye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4577325650900776229-4125599892645693162?l=wellhellocorie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wellhellocorie.blogspot.com/feeds/4125599892645693162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4577325650900776229&amp;postID=4125599892645693162' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4577325650900776229/posts/default/4125599892645693162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4577325650900776229/posts/default/4125599892645693162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wellhellocorie.blogspot.com/2008/07/goodmorning-vietnam.html' title='goodmorning vietnam !'/><author><name>corie paige</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05458125424676113308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OZ1nI7P9FoI/So2hsFIdf2I/AAAAAAAAAEg/zBIGd-rBxTU/S220/12.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4577325650900776229.post-5859603057318449979</id><published>2008-07-06T09:00:00.011-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-31T17:26:37.084-05:00</updated><title type='text'>summer :]</title><content type='html'>i love the summer time, but i also miss school a whole freakin lot.&lt;br /&gt;the last time i saw most of my friends was the last day i was there, :[ bc i have been working out at the camp. but i love work too haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heres some pictures from this summer :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OZ1nI7P9FoI/SHDQ8m5TkxI/AAAAAAAAABY/Y3LH2fOo8EY/s1600-h/besttiefran.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:center; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OZ1nI7P9FoI/SHDQ8m5TkxI/AAAAAAAAABY/Y3LH2fOo8EY/s320/besttiefran.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219901707774038802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is carissa :]]&lt;br /&gt;cousin/bestfrand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OZ1nI7P9FoI/SHDRKvqjTJI/AAAAAAAAABg/VjmsHBmeJgg/s1600-h/iluhher.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:center; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OZ1nI7P9FoI/SHDRKvqjTJI/AAAAAAAAABg/VjmsHBmeJgg/s320/iluhher.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219901950646242450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha, carissa again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OZ1nI7P9FoI/SHDRYjzKgOI/AAAAAAAAABo/oYSaDT4JPv0/s1600-h/famousssss.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:center; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OZ1nI7P9FoI/SHDRYjzKgOI/AAAAAAAAABo/oYSaDT4JPv0/s320/famousssss.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219902187979309282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my new amazing famous shirt !!&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OZ1nI7P9FoI/SHDRj4DElfI/AAAAAAAAABw/751oLoRm1yQ/s1600-h/glasses.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:center; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OZ1nI7P9FoI/SHDRj4DElfI/AAAAAAAAABw/751oLoRm1yQ/s320/glasses.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219902382393300466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these be my awesome sunglasses, that carissa had bought too, lol.&lt;br /&gt;we didnt even know we both had them until i wore 'em.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OZ1nI7P9FoI/SHDR0rk1KMI/AAAAAAAAAB4/3BscM0XrUTc/s1600-h/hayy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:center; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OZ1nI7P9FoI/SHDR0rk1KMI/AAAAAAAAAB4/3BscM0XrUTc/s320/hayy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219902671103011010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ughh i hate glasses !! &lt;br /&gt;i cant wait until my contacts come back in. &gt;:|&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OZ1nI7P9FoI/SHDSDxZjkzI/AAAAAAAAACA/O53oJdnBOMY/s1600-h/new+hair.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:center; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OZ1nI7P9FoI/SHDSDxZjkzI/AAAAAAAAACA/O53oJdnBOMY/s320/new+hair.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219902930364371762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i gotta new hair cut a couple of weeks ago :]]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4577325650900776229-5859603057318449979?l=wellhellocorie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wellhellocorie.blogspot.com/feeds/5859603057318449979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4577325650900776229&amp;postID=5859603057318449979' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4577325650900776229/posts/default/5859603057318449979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4577325650900776229/posts/default/5859603057318449979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wellhellocorie.blogspot.com/2008/07/summer.html' title='summer :]'/><author><name>corie paige</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05458125424676113308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OZ1nI7P9FoI/So2hsFIdf2I/AAAAAAAAAEg/zBIGd-rBxTU/S220/12.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OZ1nI7P9FoI/SHDQ8m5TkxI/AAAAAAAAABY/Y3LH2fOo8EY/s72-c/besttiefran.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4577325650900776229.post-1977688882396786993</id><published>2008-07-05T20:42:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-05T20:59:28.973-05:00</updated><title type='text'>paintball time !</title><content type='html'>Well, today is saturday, a great day for paintball :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i didnt get any good battle scars though :[&lt;br /&gt;the only time i got shot was on my hands, and it didnt&lt;br /&gt;even leave a stinkin bruise... rawr. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but the fun part was using my dad's A-5 which was &lt;br /&gt;lifechanging after using my old gun (98). lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we had about 10 or 11 people playing. we tried capture the&lt;br /&gt;flag but let me tell you, we lost. lame lame lame. i really&lt;br /&gt;didnt like it. haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4577325650900776229-1977688882396786993?l=wellhellocorie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wellhellocorie.blogspot.com/feeds/1977688882396786993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4577325650900776229&amp;postID=1977688882396786993' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4577325650900776229/posts/default/1977688882396786993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4577325650900776229/posts/default/1977688882396786993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wellhellocorie.blogspot.com/2008/07/paintball-time.html' title='paintball time !'/><author><name>corie paige</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05458125424676113308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OZ1nI7P9FoI/So2hsFIdf2I/AAAAAAAAAEg/zBIGd-rBxTU/S220/12.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4577325650900776229.post-1502488500254278756</id><published>2008-07-04T23:08:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-31T17:25:13.275-05:00</updated><title type='text'>ayyyyeeeeohhh  !</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OZ1nI7P9FoI/SG73_lkP9tI/AAAAAAAAAA8/vnTS5IyX0FY/s1600-h/SPERMMMMM.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219381689956955858" style="FLOAT: center; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OZ1nI7P9FoI/SG73_lkP9tI/AAAAAAAAAA8/vnTS5IyX0FY/s320/SPERMMMMM.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol, sperm !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OZ1nI7P9FoI/SG73ucN3mtI/AAAAAAAAAA0/bnbQjeclmos/s1600-h/fireworks.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219381395389389522" style="FLOAT: center; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OZ1nI7P9FoI/SG73ucN3mtI/AAAAAAAAAA0/bnbQjeclmos/s320/fireworks.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pretty !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OZ1nI7P9FoI/SG73mAg5XdI/AAAAAAAAAAs/dU3fEFMQiEs/s1600-h/fiwork.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219381250514050514" style="FLOAT: center; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OZ1nI7P9FoI/SG73mAg5XdI/AAAAAAAAAAs/dU3fEFMQiEs/s320/fiwork.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OZ1nI7P9FoI/SG73SuwuyxI/AAAAAAAAAAk/QVKWIQGAJcQ/s1600-h/SPERMMMMM.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reminds me of silly string :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OZ1nI7P9FoI/SG73M7IkdyI/AAAAAAAAAAc/7TTtVEHjPzE/s1600-h/pretty.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219380819573110562" style="FLOAT: center; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OZ1nI7P9FoI/SG73M7IkdyI/AAAAAAAAAAc/7TTtVEHjPzE/s320/pretty.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anddd the finale ! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OZ1nI7P9FoI/SG73Dino1BI/AAAAAAAAAAU/VfJCX0mPSCI/s1600-h/fireworks.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dood. first blog. ever.&lt;br /&gt;well,,,, tday is 4th of July !:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;we had some way awesome fireworks, nana got 'em. i still think she bought them off of black market. that woman's a wild one.. but anyways there were some people down the street from us and we would go back and fourth trying to show each other up..haha. and in between lighting them we would yell "you got served!" pretty fun stuff lol. carissa, selena, cheryl, and justin came over and we had somee bbq and other yummy stuff. and then we got on myspace, and then we watched fireworks. btw. mom took a picture of my butt when i was lighting fireworks, shes a weirdo :]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;my mom is creepy. she watches me type... :o&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;uhm yeah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;peace out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4577325650900776229-1502488500254278756?l=wellhellocorie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wellhellocorie.blogspot.com/feeds/1502488500254278756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4577325650900776229&amp;postID=1502488500254278756' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4577325650900776229/posts/default/1502488500254278756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4577325650900776229/posts/default/1502488500254278756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wellhellocorie.blogspot.com/2008/07/ayyyyeeeeohhh.html' title='ayyyyeeeeohhh  !'/><author><name>corie paige</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05458125424676113308</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OZ1nI7P9FoI/So2hsFIdf2I/AAAAAAAAAEg/zBIGd-rBxTU/S220/12.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OZ1nI7P9FoI/SG73_lkP9tI/AAAAAAAAAA8/vnTS5IyX0FY/s72-c/SPERMMMMM.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
