<?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-4799982957036591421</id><updated>2012-02-16T17:11:54.503-08:00</updated><title type='text'>singing giraffe</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://singinggiraffe.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4799982957036591421/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://singinggiraffe.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Karin Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17741388083506426249</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>2</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4799982957036591421.post-8666741219406460235</id><published>2008-01-27T00:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T11:35:19.576-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Girls in 204</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Izkzx4hq5Uw/R5xHBD3vQKI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/_OGcSD1MhwY/s1600-h/stuck.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Izkzx4hq5Uw/R5xHBD3vQKI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/_OGcSD1MhwY/s320/stuck.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160077356604276898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so I wrote this at like midnight because I was bored and I was in a really strange mood...so that's why it's the way it is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Us girls from in room 204&lt;br /&gt;Hardly ever are a bore.&lt;br /&gt;We go to class as students do,&lt;br /&gt;and even do our homework too.&lt;br /&gt;Make food, eat it, and clean up,&lt;br /&gt;unless distracted or blown up,&lt;br /&gt;But what we do that's so much fun&lt;br /&gt;Happens while we get the work done.&lt;br /&gt;We study with the blinds open wide&lt;br /&gt;To see passing boys from inside,&lt;br /&gt;And dishes are more fun to do&lt;br /&gt;While singing a Disney song or two.&lt;br /&gt;When making food's hard to enjoy&lt;br /&gt;Then we invite a long a boy.&lt;br /&gt;To study Spanish we argue,&lt;br /&gt;And make up things that are untrue.&lt;br /&gt;Essays are more enjoyable&lt;br /&gt;While writing on each other's wall&lt;br /&gt;Random senseless facebook messages&lt;br /&gt;Instead of only scholarly passages.&lt;br /&gt;We consume a ton of chocolate,&lt;br /&gt;Vast amounts that make us unfit,&lt;br /&gt;But it makes us all so crazy,&lt;br /&gt;Things we say become a bit hazy.&lt;br /&gt;We write them down on our quote wall,&lt;br /&gt;And when we're bored repeat them all.&lt;br /&gt;Our friends hear us quote Teen Girl Squad,&lt;br /&gt;And just think we're really odd.&lt;br /&gt;After midnight we speak in accents&lt;br /&gt;That never seem to have a past tense.&lt;br /&gt;Talk to each other like in letters,&lt;br /&gt;And wear matching purple sweaters.&lt;br /&gt;... to be continued&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4799982957036591421-8666741219406460235?l=singinggiraffe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://singinggiraffe.blogspot.com/feeds/8666741219406460235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4799982957036591421&amp;postID=8666741219406460235' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4799982957036591421/posts/default/8666741219406460235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4799982957036591421/posts/default/8666741219406460235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://singinggiraffe.blogspot.com/2008/01/girls-in-204.html' title='The Girls in 204'/><author><name>Karin Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17741388083506426249</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Izkzx4hq5Uw/R5xHBD3vQKI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/_OGcSD1MhwY/s72-c/stuck.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4799982957036591421.post-6187607354095801336</id><published>2008-01-26T23:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-27T00:03:50.027-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I hate pink eye</title><content type='html'>Pink eye has to be one of the worst things ever. My eyes hurt and they're swollen and I can't wear contacts or makeup. So basically, I can't really go anywhere or do anything cuz I look terrible. And I feel terrible. As much as I love the color pink, it really isn't a good color for eyes. Red would actually be a more accurate color to describe how they look though. Red glowing demon albino Voldemort eyes. Not to mention all the greenish-yellow goop and stuff. It's actually pretty disgusting, and now I'm getting it again along with a killer headache. It's really frustrating. I really hate pink eye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4799982957036591421-6187607354095801336?l=singinggiraffe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://singinggiraffe.blogspot.com/feeds/6187607354095801336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4799982957036591421&amp;postID=6187607354095801336' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4799982957036591421/posts/default/6187607354095801336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4799982957036591421/posts/default/6187607354095801336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://singinggiraffe.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-hate-pink-eye.html' title='I hate pink eye'/><author><name>Karin Michelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17741388083506426249</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>
