<?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-35068470</id><updated>2011-04-21T17:44:19.458-07:00</updated><title type='text'>*** courtney ?!</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sillygoose424.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35068470/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillygoose424.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Courtney!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07307012431147327327</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>11</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35068470.post-116947175918975370</id><published>2007-01-22T05:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-22T05:15:59.216-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Hitcher!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Last night I went to the movies and seen The Hitcher. Wow it was so scary! haha. Because of that movie I will NEVER pick up a hitch hiker or give a stranger a ride. The guy in there was a total nut case! He killed like everyone. This movie even scared me so much that I went home and had a bad dream! But ya if you are looking for a good movie and if you are not scared of them, go see The Hitcher!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35068470-116947175918975370?l=sillygoose424.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sillygoose424.blogspot.com/feeds/116947175918975370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35068470&amp;postID=116947175918975370' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35068470/posts/default/116947175918975370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35068470/posts/default/116947175918975370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillygoose424.blogspot.com/2007/01/hitcher.html' title='The Hitcher!'/><author><name>Courtney!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07307012431147327327</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-35068470.post-116826277102488457</id><published>2007-01-08T05:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-18T09:18:21.433-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Silent</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This is a poem created from the articles: "Thousands say farewell to Ford" and "Spanish woman is world's oldest mother"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 67-year-old flag&lt;br /&gt;Stood in a pool of light at the hospital&lt;br /&gt;Thousands spoke&lt;br /&gt;The people walked slowly&lt;br /&gt;around their mothers&lt;br /&gt;In 1976 Hillary Clinton had vitro fertilizatoin&lt;br /&gt;Looking back o the cesarean section&lt;br /&gt;She gave birth&lt;br /&gt;Friday was the day&lt;br /&gt;The incubators were silent&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After going to Poets.org, a poet that I liked was Marilyn Nelson. She grew up in Cleveland Ohio in the 1940s. She got her B.A from University of California and went on to write poems. She published many books filled with poems. "Daughters, 1900." Is a poem that I read by her. I really like the poem because I understand what the theme is and I like the idea of her writing about five daughters.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35068470-116826277102488457?l=sillygoose424.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sillygoose424.blogspot.com/feeds/116826277102488457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35068470&amp;postID=116826277102488457' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35068470/posts/default/116826277102488457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35068470/posts/default/116826277102488457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillygoose424.blogspot.com/2007/01/silent.html' title='Silent'/><author><name>Courtney!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07307012431147327327</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-35068470.post-116775470890329189</id><published>2007-01-02T07:27:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-18T09:20:17.560-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodbye 2006, Hello 2007.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2006&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;.. Wow between the sleepless nights, the fights, the laughs and the tears.. I could write so much about this year. To start off with, I can say &lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2006&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;was way better than 2005. In 2005 I faced two deaths in the family that hit me pretty hard, however in &lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2006&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;, only my 14 year old dog passed away. That automatically makes 2006 alot better for me. Overall &lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2006 &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;was a pretty good year, I had awesome times with my friends that I will never forget, I made an All-Star Cheerleading Team, Went to the ?BAHAMAS! , Falling in and out of love, Got a job at Tim Hortons, I got closer with my friends and family, created the Quadpod, PROM!, getting a car and a license. I also had bad times, such as a major heartbreak, a sprained ankle, lots of drama, horriable cheerleading season, alot of worries, losing a few friends. One thing I regret about &lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2006&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; is losing my best friendship with Nykie Eddy. We are still friends, but I hate the fact that we drifted apart, I've only hung out with her like one time since the summer! That is horriable! However, an awesome thing that has happened to me in &lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2006&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; was starting to date &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Tory&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;. ahh, hes amazing. I have also became closer with Trevor Steves (We dont fight anymore!), John Andolsek, Tory Franco, Jimmy Vetter, and Mandee Smith. Hmm, what else happened in this year? I got accepted into Brockport, I guess thats a big thing since it kinda determines my future. I've had some times in &lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2006 &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;that I will &lt;strong&gt;NEVER&lt;/strong&gt; forget.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2007&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.. I can't belive I have finally reached my Graduation Year. It's so scary to think that in just a few months... I will be graduating. I think &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2007&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; has potential to be the best year yet.. I have a few months to have fun with my highshool school friends, plenty of grad parties this summer, than off to college. I'm excited to see where my relationship with Tory goes, I have a feeling it won't be like the rest :]. I am very sad that I will leave all my friends for college but I know we will keep in touch and will always be friends. I'm nervous about leaving my family for college but I'm so excited at the same time. I'm excited about my trips in &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2007&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;/em&gt; two florida trips and a trip to Europe. Europe is going to be amazing!I am going to florida to compete in a National Cheerleading Competition, that is a once in a lifetime opportnity! I'm very excited! I really think &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2007&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; is going to be one awesome year!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35068470-116775470890329189?l=sillygoose424.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sillygoose424.blogspot.com/feeds/116775470890329189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35068470&amp;postID=116775470890329189' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35068470/posts/default/116775470890329189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35068470/posts/default/116775470890329189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillygoose424.blogspot.com/2007/01/goodbye-2006-hello-2007_02.html' title='Goodbye 2006, Hello 2007.'/><author><name>Courtney!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07307012431147327327</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35068470.post-116584345896828807</id><published>2006-12-11T05:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-18T09:21:50.086-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blind for 65 years, now 'new life and light'</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;http://www.buffalonews.com/editorial/20061210/1056507.asp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This article was very sad. It was about a blind woman that was blind her whole life, and had a surgery that could make her see. It's amazing what technology can do for people today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"When he took the patch off, I opened up my eye," she remembered. "It was blurry, but I said, "Oh, my God.' I saw brightness. I had been living in this cloud for so long."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was a quote from the article. This quote was the most inpsiring to me because it it demostrates how she felt after the surgery.I feel very bad for this woman, she had to deal with two of her children dying, her husband dying, and being blind. I have no idea how any one can live with being blind, than having to deal with the things she had to go through. After being so blind for so long, I'm very glad that she can see. I'm sure that the feeling that she got when she seen was an amazing feeling. When I die, I hope that I can donate my organs and help someone just like this person helped this lady.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35068470-116584345896828807?l=sillygoose424.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sillygoose424.blogspot.com/feeds/116584345896828807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35068470&amp;postID=116584345896828807' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35068470/posts/default/116584345896828807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35068470/posts/default/116584345896828807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillygoose424.blogspot.com/2006/12/blind-for-65-years-now-new-life-and.html' title='Blind for 65 years, now &apos;new life and light&apos;'/><author><name>Courtney!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07307012431147327327</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-35068470.post-116473060450757540</id><published>2006-11-28T08:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-04T05:16:14.666-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ahh I love Trevor!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;Friendship&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the things I value most as a teenager is friendship. I'm not going to mention the name of my best friend. But she goes by the name of Courtney Mrowczynski! To me, she is the most wonderful person in the world. I've never had a friend that I could always be completely honest with and tell them exactly how I feel until Courtney came along. It means a lot to me to know that whatever happens, she'll always be there for me! We may fight more than the average friends but it's only because we're both so stubborn and care so much about eachother! Thank you Courtney for being my best friend! Love ya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This Quote was from Trevor Steves Blog...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, A couple weeks ago Trevor was begging me to read this blog. I just kept putting it off, thinking he wrote about something stupid, baseball or whatever the heck he likes. One day I was extremely bored and I got a text message from him saying that I need to read it. So I did. Let me tell you, he made my day. As everyone probably knows, Me and Trevor, well we're best friends but we never get along. As bas as that sounds. Our old supervisor at work use to tell me that we acted like we were married. For the longest time, I thought Trevor really did secrely hated me( he's been know to do that!! ) Until I read this blog.. Well unless this is just a big lie, but I hope not. lol. Anyways, This blog made me really happy that he would think about writing about me and he actually appercaites our freindship. And Trevor, you'll probably never read this, but if you do. I love you :] I rate this as a 10!! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35068470-116473060450757540?l=sillygoose424.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sillygoose424.blogspot.com/feeds/116473060450757540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35068470&amp;postID=116473060450757540' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35068470/posts/default/116473060450757540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35068470/posts/default/116473060450757540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillygoose424.blogspot.com/2006/11/ahh-i-love-trevor.html' title='Ahh I love Trevor!!'/><author><name>Courtney!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07307012431147327327</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35068470.post-116290592131628308</id><published>2006-11-07T05:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-18T09:23:19.286-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life in 4d</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;In the book, Slaughter House Five, the Tralfamadorian view the universe in a very different way. They view time as a stretch of rocky mountains. They don't belive in free will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They also belive that everthing should be planned out. They think that they should know exactly what everybody should do.&lt;br /&gt;In the novel, Billy wants to tell people what is the truth but it is to scared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that the way of living is a major con, why would you want to know everything that is going to happen? Why would you want your life planned out? Thank god our life is not like that!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35068470-116290592131628308?l=sillygoose424.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sillygoose424.blogspot.com/feeds/116290592131628308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35068470&amp;postID=116290592131628308' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35068470/posts/default/116290592131628308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35068470/posts/default/116290592131628308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillygoose424.blogspot.com/2006/11/life-in-4d.html' title='Life in 4d'/><author><name>Courtney!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07307012431147327327</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-35068470.post-116290554713169395</id><published>2006-11-07T05:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-07T05:19:07.153-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Secret Letter from Iraq</title><content type='html'>I am writing a responce to http://www.time.com/time/world/article/0,8599,1543658-1,00.html&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This article is very much like the book Slaugher House Five. They are both telling their stories about war. They both want to to forget what happened in the war and don't like talking about it. I believe that the author captured the truth about war very well because it's his own personal letter and hes at war, so it kinda has to be the truth. It seems that the author of this and the guy in SlaugherHouse Five faced silimiar things and similar feelings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The author of this seems to be anti war. I think that he hates it and just wants to forget about it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35068470-116290554713169395?l=sillygoose424.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sillygoose424.blogspot.com/feeds/116290554713169395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35068470&amp;postID=116290554713169395' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35068470/posts/default/116290554713169395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35068470/posts/default/116290554713169395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillygoose424.blogspot.com/2006/11/secret-letter-from-iraq.html' title='The Secret Letter from Iraq'/><author><name>Courtney!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07307012431147327327</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-35068470.post-116257552330500261</id><published>2006-11-03T09:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-03T09:38:43.316-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Slaughter House Five..I think?</title><content type='html'>This is the book that we are currently reading in English class. The book is stright up weird ! I have no idea what is going on in the novel. All I know is that it's some what of a flashback of a war and that the guy has something to do with Aliens. It's confusing!! But reading is always better than writing essays! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35068470-116257552330500261?l=sillygoose424.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sillygoose424.blogspot.com/feeds/116257552330500261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35068470&amp;postID=116257552330500261' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35068470/posts/default/116257552330500261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35068470/posts/default/116257552330500261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillygoose424.blogspot.com/2006/11/slaughter-house-fivei-think.html' title='Slaughter House Five..I think?'/><author><name>Courtney!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07307012431147327327</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-35068470.post-116221490765612000</id><published>2006-10-30T05:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T05:28:27.656-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Football Game!!</title><content type='html'>Last Friday, the Varsity football team and the Varsity cheerleaders traveled to Wilson. It was a very rainy and cold night. However, the rain and cold did not prevent myself and the other cheerleaders from having a fun time. It was (possibly, depeneding on who won) my last game. It was very sad for me knowing that I will never cheer at a football game again. I was getting very annoying because some of the girls wanted to cheer facing the football players. That would have been fine if it was any other game- but my last game, I wanted to cheer towards the crowd where people can see me cheer. Finally we came to an agreement that 1st and 2nd quarter, we'd cheer to the players and 3rd and 4th we'd cheer towards the crowd. I was fine with the agreement. Our coaches, Chariese and Gigi bought all the senior girls courashes. They were so pretty! They were blue with blue and silver ribbons. They were kind of a pain to cheer in because they flopped all over the place, but they were pretty and I'm glad they got them for us. Thank you! :] . Anyways, the game went good. We won as you all probably know. There is a tradition that the senior cheerleaders have done  in the past, that we kept going. The tradition is that each senior girl picks a football player and we keep track of how many touchdowns our guy gets and we see who has the most in the end. I have Jamie, Cara has James, Felicia has David ( I think), and I think Meghan has Garvey. Well me and Cara are tied. It's pretty funny with Cara because James and Jamie like are so close that me and cara like to joke around about whose winning. We're tied right now so Jamie you better score alot next game! HaHa. I think we have one more game, but I'm not sure. And I'm not sure whether the game is on Friday or Saturday, but I hope we win :) and I hope the weather is not rainy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35068470-116221490765612000?l=sillygoose424.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sillygoose424.blogspot.com/feeds/116221490765612000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35068470&amp;postID=116221490765612000' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35068470/posts/default/116221490765612000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35068470/posts/default/116221490765612000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillygoose424.blogspot.com/2006/10/football-game.html' title='Football Game!!'/><author><name>Courtney!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07307012431147327327</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35068470.post-116221441647054932</id><published>2006-10-30T05:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T05:20:16.490-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Should the bloe be personal?..or professional?</title><content type='html'>Mr. Goss said today that we have to go through all of our blogs and edits them, edit them so that they are profesional and correct to the English language. I don't think that is right. These blogs were made to represent ourselves. If we have to change and edit what we have written, is that really us? I believe that the way we type, way we word things, is what make us all indivuals. Some people may disagree with me and feel that correct English should be used all the time, teachers always are gettin on my case about it! I agree in an essay it should be correct english, but when it is something that is suppose to be about us.. why cant we just let it be us? I did not go through my blogs, I don't think its right. I am ME. accept it. If you dont like my english, dont read it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35068470-116221441647054932?l=sillygoose424.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sillygoose424.blogspot.com/feeds/116221441647054932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35068470&amp;postID=116221441647054932' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35068470/posts/default/116221441647054932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35068470/posts/default/116221441647054932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillygoose424.blogspot.com/2006/10/should-bloe-be-personalor-professional.html' title='Should the bloe be personal?..or professional?'/><author><name>Courtney!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07307012431147327327</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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35068470.post-116056952060666698</id><published>2006-10-11T05:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-11T05:25:20.606-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I agree with the quote that Mary O' Hare said. I belive that movies have an impact on socierty about wahtever topc they are about. I belive that movies are made to influence people. When peopl watch the war movies, maybe they get adrellin and want to fight other people.I personally dont care for war movies and I haven't seen any. However, I hve seen voilence on TV and I do belive that that imfluences people. A negitaive impact that is.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35068470-116056952060666698?l=sillygoose424.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sillygoose424.blogspot.com/feeds/116056952060666698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35068470&amp;postID=116056952060666698' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35068470/posts/default/116056952060666698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35068470/posts/default/116056952060666698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillygoose424.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-agree-with-quote-that-mary-o-hare.html' title=''/><author><name>Courtney!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07307012431147327327</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></feed>
