<?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-5157504</id><updated>2011-04-21T18:29:31.934-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Naked Turtle</title><subtitle type='html'>To drop my shell for but a brief moment of the day</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unetortue.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5157504/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unetortue.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5157504/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Tortue</name><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>382</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5157504.post-390654926781374817</id><published>2009-04-28T20:58:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T21:02:44.745-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Child at Heart FML</title><summary type='text'>Today, my friends and I spent hours on the Disney website playing in Pixie Hollow. We made our own fairies and flew around completing tasks for TinkerBell and her fairy friends. We're in college, and this is how we spent our Saturday night. FMLHahaha! It's sad, but trufax I would not have been surprised to have been caught doing the same. I love this website.</summary><link rel='related' href='http://www.fmylife.com' title='Child at Heart FML'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unetortue.blogspot.com/feeds/390654926781374817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5157504&amp;postID=390654926781374817' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5157504/posts/default/390654926781374817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5157504/posts/default/390654926781374817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unetortue.blogspot.com/2009/04/child-at-heart-fml.html' title='Child at Heart FML'/><author><name>Tortue</name><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-5157504.post-246339594369474930</id><published>2009-03-28T12:23:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T12:25:36.305-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Awful Long Repetitive Survey</title><summary type='text'>For some reason, I thought it'd be a good idea to update this blog with a survey. I wasn't expecting it to be this long or repetitive... but at least it says a little about what's been going on lately!STARTED 3/27/09Are you an aunt or uncle?noHas anyone ever called you an alcoholic?haha, yesHave you ever had a friend who had an eating disorder?mm no don’t think soHave you ever kissed anyone who's</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unetortue.blogspot.com/feeds/246339594369474930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5157504&amp;postID=246339594369474930' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5157504/posts/default/246339594369474930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5157504/posts/default/246339594369474930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unetortue.blogspot.com/2009/03/awful-long-repetitive-survey.html' title='Awful Long Repetitive Survey'/><author><name>Tortue</name><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-5157504.post-8679603380925567578</id><published>2008-06-07T15:27:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-07T15:34:14.409-04:00</updated><title type='text'>What to Do?</title><summary type='text'>I haven't posted in this in almost a year, and I haven't posted in this regularly for at least a couple years. I still want to keep this blog, but I don't know what I could write in it that differentiates it from my livejournal. I was kind of sad to discover a  couple weeks ago that some of my pages on my website are no longer available. First of all because I couldn't remember the username or </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unetortue.blogspot.com/feeds/8679603380925567578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5157504&amp;postID=8679603380925567578' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5157504/posts/default/8679603380925567578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5157504/posts/default/8679603380925567578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unetortue.blogspot.com/2008/06/what-to-do.html' title='What to Do?'/><author><name>Tortue</name><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-5157504.post-8839771278269888990</id><published>2007-07-01T09:04:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-01T09:22:55.085-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Change</title><summary type='text'>Wow, I haven't posted here in almost a year. I missed a celebratory anniversary post in March. I think I recognized it in my lj though. I signed in today to discover that this  now has to be linked with a gmail account. Another sign that google is taking over the world. So what has changed since my last post? I think my last entry was a survey which doesn't say much. Right now I'm interning at </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unetortue.blogspot.com/feeds/8839771278269888990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5157504&amp;postID=8839771278269888990' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5157504/posts/default/8839771278269888990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5157504/posts/default/8839771278269888990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unetortue.blogspot.com/2007/07/change.html' title='Change'/><author><name>Tortue</name><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-5157504.post-115664774285367430</id><published>2006-08-26T22:51:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-26T23:02:22.876-04:00</updated><title type='text'>40 Questions</title><summary type='text'>From Sonya's LJ!1. Have you ever been searched by the cops?no2. Do you close your eyes on roller coasters?sometimes when it's getting to the very top3. When's the last time you've been sledding?when i lived in IL, '014. Would you rather sleep with someone else, or alone?it takes me awhile to get used to sleeping with someone else. I tend to not really sleep well, so alone. 5. Do you believe in </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unetortue.blogspot.com/feeds/115664774285367430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5157504&amp;postID=115664774285367430' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5157504/posts/default/115664774285367430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5157504/posts/default/115664774285367430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unetortue.blogspot.com/2006/08/40-questions.html' title='40 Questions'/><author><name>Tortue</name><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-5157504.post-115429769933594762</id><published>2006-07-30T18:03:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-07-30T18:14:59.386-04:00</updated><title type='text'>DC Trip</title><summary type='text'>I wish I had more to post about in this blog. I enjoy having it, but I just haven't really had anything to post in it lately. It's a bummer that I had to take out the comment box in the side bar. Some good memories over the years from that box...My family and I are leaving to Washington D.C. on the 8th of August. We'll be back on the 15th. I'm actually really excited. I've totally been doing the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unetortue.blogspot.com/feeds/115429769933594762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5157504&amp;postID=115429769933594762' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5157504/posts/default/115429769933594762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5157504/posts/default/115429769933594762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unetortue.blogspot.com/2006/07/dc-trip.html' title='DC Trip'/><author><name>Tortue</name><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-5157504.post-115103117205613342</id><published>2006-06-22T22:50:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-22T22:52:52.066-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Turtle Violence</title><summary type='text'>On my way back from lunch outside of Subway, I looked down into the water to see if any turtles were swimming around. From a distance, I saw some movement going on. Upon closer observation, it was indeed a turtle! Yay! I watched it swim close to the plants under the bridge. A couple seconds later, I saw another one following right behind it and moving a little more cautiously. Maybe they were </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unetortue.blogspot.com/feeds/115103117205613342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5157504&amp;postID=115103117205613342' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5157504/posts/default/115103117205613342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5157504/posts/default/115103117205613342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unetortue.blogspot.com/2006/06/turtle-violence.html' title='Turtle Violence'/><author><name>Tortue</name><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-5157504.post-114989613352995632</id><published>2006-06-09T19:35:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-09T19:35:33.543-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Long time No survey</title><summary type='text'>1. WHAT CURSE WORD D0 Y0U USE THE M0ST?haha um.. crap?2. D0 YOU 0WN AN IP0D?no, but I’m not as obsessed with getting one as I was last year3. WH0 ON Y0UR MYSPACE "T0P 8" D0 Y0U TALK T0 THE M0ST?Kristen of course4. WHAT TIME IS Y0UR ALARM CL0CK SET F0R?5am5. H0W MANY SUITCASES D0 YOU 0WN?I don’t think I own them per se, but I use 1 one of them a lot6. DO YOU WEAR FLIP FLOPS WHEN ITS COLD?nope7. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unetortue.blogspot.com/feeds/114989613352995632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5157504&amp;postID=114989613352995632' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5157504/posts/default/114989613352995632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5157504/posts/default/114989613352995632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unetortue.blogspot.com/2006/06/long-time-no-survey.html' title='Long time No survey'/><author><name>Tortue</name><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-5157504.post-114852032891666075</id><published>2006-05-24T21:01:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-24T21:25:28.943-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The day after World Turtle Day</title><summary type='text'>I really should've posted about it in this blog! This is my first anyway. It should get the special privileges. :) It's kinda funny to think back on how the turtle interest has progressed. It is mostly down to wearing necklaces and socks with them on it. I still have a few turtle shirts, but I'm slowly growing out of them. hahaha Slowly! ha! It's still a fun topic of conversation though. "You </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unetortue.blogspot.com/feeds/114852032891666075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5157504&amp;postID=114852032891666075' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5157504/posts/default/114852032891666075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5157504/posts/default/114852032891666075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unetortue.blogspot.com/2006/05/day-after-world-turtle-day.html' title='The day after World Turtle Day'/><author><name>Tortue</name><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-5157504.post-114680339317902293</id><published>2006-05-05T00:27:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-05T00:39:42.290-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Cinco de Mayo!</title><summary type='text'>AHAHAHAHA!!!Island man... or racist?What a ridiculous story! This is just like when people claimed offense to people in the stands of UCF basketball games wearing afro wigs in support of the best player we had. OH! Actually it was only really addressed when the higher ups came to the game and wore them. Maybe President Hitt was one of them? People are oversensitive sometimes.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unetortue.blogspot.com/feeds/114680339317902293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5157504&amp;postID=114680339317902293' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5157504/posts/default/114680339317902293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5157504/posts/default/114680339317902293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unetortue.blogspot.com/2006/05/happy-cinco-de-mayo.html' title='Happy Cinco de Mayo!'/><author><name>Tortue</name><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-5157504.post-114518845128529631</id><published>2006-04-16T07:52:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-04-16T07:54:11.296-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Easter!!</title><summary type='text'>Such a glorious holiday! It's interesting how so many holidays lay close to each other this year. Passover, Good Friday, Palm Sunday, Easter. I'd check the wall calendar in this room to double check on this, but it's a Chinese calendar. I guess they don't celebrate those holidays there. :p Hey it was a free calendar from a Chinese buffet, why wouldn't we be using it? :)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unetortue.blogspot.com/feeds/114518845128529631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5157504&amp;postID=114518845128529631' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5157504/posts/default/114518845128529631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5157504/posts/default/114518845128529631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unetortue.blogspot.com/2006/04/happy-easter.html' title='Happy Easter!!'/><author><name>Tortue</name><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-5157504.post-114260700719929439</id><published>2006-03-17T09:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-17T09:50:07.216-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Whoa whoa whoa!!!</title><summary type='text'>I totally forgot that March 12th was this blog's 3rd year anniversary!!! Wow, this makes me proud. :) I was reading my old March lj entries and came across a belated celebratory wish. A lot has changed since then, and yet a lot has still stayed the same. I love my friends.Also, HAPPY ST. PATRICK'S DAY!!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unetortue.blogspot.com/feeds/114260700719929439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5157504&amp;postID=114260700719929439' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5157504/posts/default/114260700719929439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5157504/posts/default/114260700719929439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unetortue.blogspot.com/2006/03/whoa-whoa-whoa.html' title='Whoa whoa whoa!!!'/><author><name>Tortue</name><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-5157504.post-114219384962150796</id><published>2006-03-12T12:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-12T15:04:09.686-05:00</updated><title type='text'>SEX</title><summary type='text'>Okay, so this post isn't really about sex, but since it's about boobs and vaginas, it might as well be! :pFirst off, for those of you on facebook, you know all about the floating SWE Boobs:Funny stuff!! If you facebook me, you'll find the whole story. Instead of telling the whole story, I'll just put up some quotes:"Okay we have two balloons, this plastic bag, tape, sticky notes, a paper plate...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unetortue.blogspot.com/feeds/114219384962150796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5157504&amp;postID=114219384962150796' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5157504/posts/default/114219384962150796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5157504/posts/default/114219384962150796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unetortue.blogspot.com/2006/03/sex.html' title='SEX'/><author><name>Tortue</name><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-5157504.post-114046743681576339</id><published>2006-02-20T15:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-20T15:30:36.826-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Myspace: The Movie!</title><summary type='text'>lol.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unetortue.blogspot.com/feeds/114046743681576339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5157504&amp;postID=114046743681576339' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5157504/posts/default/114046743681576339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5157504/posts/default/114046743681576339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unetortue.blogspot.com/2006/02/myspace-movie.html' title='Myspace: The Movie!'/><author><name>Tortue</name><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-5157504.post-113916301823880517</id><published>2006-02-05T13:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-05T13:34:09.043-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Who wears short shorts?</title><summary type='text'>You Are a Boy Shorts Bikini!You're a sexy girl, but you don't have to let everything hang out to prove it.What Kind of Bikini Are You?yuuuuupuh.Men See You As ChoosyMen notice you light years before you notice themYou take a selective approach to dating, and you can afford to be pickyYou aren't looking for a quick flirt - but a memorable encounterIt may take men a while to ask you out, but it's </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unetortue.blogspot.com/feeds/113916301823880517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5157504&amp;postID=113916301823880517' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5157504/posts/default/113916301823880517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5157504/posts/default/113916301823880517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unetortue.blogspot.com/2006/02/who-wears-short-shorts.html' title='Who wears short shorts?'/><author><name>Tortue</name><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-5157504.post-113850567925231102</id><published>2006-01-28T22:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-28T22:37:14.836-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Twenty-One</title><summary type='text'>Can you name 21 people you can think of right off the top of your head?Dont read the questions underneath until you write the names of all 21 people.Ready?...Start!People:1. Kate2. Matthew3. Kristen4. Sonya5. Molly6. Stacy7. Carly8. Zena9. Jonnie10. D11. Larisa12. Pam13. Beth14. Katrina15. Yesenia16. Rosa17. Shannon18. Jeff19. Christina20. Heather21. CassandraNow answer the questions according to</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unetortue.blogspot.com/feeds/113850567925231102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5157504&amp;postID=113850567925231102' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5157504/posts/default/113850567925231102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5157504/posts/default/113850567925231102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unetortue.blogspot.com/2006/01/twenty-one.html' title='Twenty-One'/><author><name>Tortue</name><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-5157504.post-113807910674801173</id><published>2006-01-23T23:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-24T00:07:52.946-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Stupid Things</title><summary type='text'>Ew, a Jesse McCartney song, that has pretty gosh darn cheesy lyrics, that I like! :pJust charge it to my accountI hope I haven't gone over my limitWith interest rates so swiftNo need to scream and shoutNo doubt if women are from Venus nowI'll get to them somehowAll I want to do is please youPlease myself by living my life too[Chorus]And all the stupid things I doHave absolutely no reflection </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unetortue.blogspot.com/feeds/113807910674801173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5157504&amp;postID=113807910674801173' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5157504/posts/default/113807910674801173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5157504/posts/default/113807910674801173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unetortue.blogspot.com/2006/01/stupid-things.html' title='The Stupid Things'/><author><name>Tortue</name><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-5157504.post-113625830048704913</id><published>2006-01-02T21:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-02T22:18:20.513-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy (belated) A.D. Birthday Earth!</title><summary type='text'>The Picto-Personality TestYou are a person who likes to have fun all the time.When alone, you appreciate being able to do nothing if you want to, and setting your own pace for things.You are laid back.  Anything goes, with you.In the future you will have a good family life and lots of friends.Take this Test at QuizGalaxy.comOr maybe it's birthyear? I dunno, I was just trying to be different is </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unetortue.blogspot.com/feeds/113625830048704913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5157504&amp;postID=113625830048704913' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5157504/posts/default/113625830048704913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5157504/posts/default/113625830048704913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unetortue.blogspot.com/2006/01/happy-belated-ad-birthday-earth.html' title='Happy (belated) A.D. Birthday Earth!'/><author><name>Tortue</name><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-5157504.post-113484856981980950</id><published>2005-12-17T14:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-17T14:42:49.833-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello, I like survey</title><summary type='text'>What is your name? CrystalAre you named after anyone? noWould you name your child after you? no hahaIf you were born a member of the opposite sex what would your name be? Chris...?If you could switch names with a friend who would it be? lol I dunno. Crystal is MY name, mine!Are there any typos that ppl do w/ your name constantly?Uh Krystal sometimes but with my last name? hoo boy there’s Durut, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unetortue.blogspot.com/feeds/113484856981980950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5157504&amp;postID=113484856981980950' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5157504/posts/default/113484856981980950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5157504/posts/default/113484856981980950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unetortue.blogspot.com/2005/12/hello-i-like-survey.html' title='Hello, I like survey'/><author><name>Tortue</name><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-5157504.post-113451117040834625</id><published>2005-12-13T16:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-13T16:59:30.423-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Being Lazy</title><summary type='text'>1. Spell your first name backwards: latsyrc2. Story behind your name: well currently it is backwards3. How old are you: 204. Where do you live: Apopka--------------------------------DESCRIBE YOUR...5. Wallet: blue and fat because I keep receipts in there for a really long time6. Eyes: brown7. Toothbrush: crest8.Jewelry worn daily: currently none =-o9. cell phone: flip phone, verizon baby10. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unetortue.blogspot.com/feeds/113451117040834625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5157504&amp;postID=113451117040834625' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5157504/posts/default/113451117040834625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5157504/posts/default/113451117040834625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unetortue.blogspot.com/2005/12/being-lazy.html' title='Being Lazy'/><author><name>Tortue</name><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-5157504.post-113303706594588775</id><published>2005-11-26T15:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-26T15:31:05.956-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Stickwitu</title><summary type='text'>I can't believe I admittedly like a song by The Pussycat Dolls. I also can't believe I like a song that has a title that is a shame to the english world. Not to mention it's not even a real word.StickwituI don't wanna go another day So I'm telling you exactly what is on my mind Seems like everybody's breaking up And throwing their love away But I know I got a good thing right here That's why I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unetortue.blogspot.com/feeds/113303706594588775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5157504&amp;postID=113303706594588775' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5157504/posts/default/113303706594588775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5157504/posts/default/113303706594588775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unetortue.blogspot.com/2005/11/stickwitu.html' title='Stickwitu'/><author><name>Tortue</name><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-5157504.post-113286906815257231</id><published>2005-11-24T16:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-24T16:52:06.606-05:00</updated><title type='text'>High School Daze</title><summary type='text'>Gently used by one of Maridelle's myspace bulletins.1) Where did you graduate from and what year?Apopka High School ’03!2) Did you have school pride?My senior year heck yes.3) Was your Prom a night to remember?It was tons of fun4) What was ur fav. song you danced to the night of PROM?probably work it by missy haha &lt;- I’m sure everyone danced to that one. : )5) Do you own all 4 Yearbooks?Hahaha… I</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unetortue.blogspot.com/feeds/113286906815257231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5157504&amp;postID=113286906815257231' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5157504/posts/default/113286906815257231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5157504/posts/default/113286906815257231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unetortue.blogspot.com/2005/11/high-school-daze.html' title='High School Daze'/><author><name>Tortue</name><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-5157504.post-113234402033663952</id><published>2005-11-18T15:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-18T15:00:20.346-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Woooot!</title><summary type='text'>You Passed 8th Grade ScienceCongratulations, you got 8/8 correct!Could You Pass 8th Grade Science?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unetortue.blogspot.com/feeds/113234402033663952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5157504&amp;postID=113234402033663952' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5157504/posts/default/113234402033663952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5157504/posts/default/113234402033663952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unetortue.blogspot.com/2005/11/woooot.html' title='Woooot!'/><author><name>Tortue</name><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-5157504.post-113180682991725913</id><published>2005-11-12T09:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-12T09:51:28.230-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Premature Holiday Spirit</title><summary type='text'>Aaahhh!!! Why are they showing Christmas commercials already?! This is madness! I can't stand it! It's too early!!! It was like as soon as Halloween ended, I've seen Christmas commercials. Especially Wal*Mart. I love you Wal*Mart but... I don't love your commercials right now. There used to be a time when we wouldn't see these commercials until after Thanksgiving. I'm sure there was even a time </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unetortue.blogspot.com/feeds/113180682991725913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5157504&amp;postID=113180682991725913' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5157504/posts/default/113180682991725913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5157504/posts/default/113180682991725913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unetortue.blogspot.com/2005/11/premature-holiday-spirit.html' title='The Premature Holiday Spirit'/><author><name>Tortue</name><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-5157504.post-113081729541104507</id><published>2005-10-31T22:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-10-31T22:54:55.423-05:00</updated><title type='text'>HALLOWEEN</title><summary type='text'>HAPPY HALLOWEEN!No Halloween-themed journals this year! Kinda odd not to have it. It may be the first time ever since I had one of these things. Oh well, there will be other Halloweens :D</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unetortue.blogspot.com/feeds/113081729541104507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5157504&amp;postID=113081729541104507' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5157504/posts/default/113081729541104507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5157504/posts/default/113081729541104507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unetortue.blogspot.com/2005/10/halloween.html' title='HALLOWEEN'/><author><name>Tortue</name><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-5157504.post-112925919027845516</id><published>2005-10-13T23:06:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-13T23:10:35.976-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Surveys Galore</title><summary type='text'>Your Hair Should Be WhiteClassy, stylish, and eloquent.You've got a way about you that floors everyone you meet.What's Your Funky Inner Hair Color?Haha! Well it's not really too much off from my current color.-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*--*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*--*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*--*-*-*-*-FirstsFirst best friend: Hmm I think Sasha.First break-up: Amongst bf/gf? recentlyFirst screen name: </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unetortue.blogspot.com/feeds/112925919027845516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5157504&amp;postID=112925919027845516' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5157504/posts/default/112925919027845516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5157504/posts/default/112925919027845516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unetortue.blogspot.com/2005/10/surveys-galore.html' title='Surveys Galore'/><author><name>Tortue</name><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-5157504.post-112801590148991940</id><published>2005-09-29T13:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-29T13:49:39.180-04:00</updated><title type='text'>My deepest DARKEST secret and other Quizzes</title><summary type='text'>Your darkest secret is:You cried during Finding NemoTake this quiz at QuizGalaxy.comHaha! Doesn't everybody know I cry at movies by now? Even the really corny movies. If the moment is special and I hear the music, I will TEAR.You have a 93% chance of surviving a T-Rex AttackYou have a very good chance of surviving a T-Rex attack.  You are very smart and know how to survive in the wild.  You would</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unetortue.blogspot.com/feeds/112801590148991940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5157504&amp;postID=112801590148991940' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5157504/posts/default/112801590148991940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5157504/posts/default/112801590148991940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unetortue.blogspot.com/2005/09/my-deepest-darkest-secret-and-other.html' title='My deepest DARKEST secret and other Quizzes'/><author><name>Tortue</name><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-5157504.post-112585169427762914</id><published>2005-09-04T12:23:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-05T11:28:25.106-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Schoooool... is awesome!</title><summary type='text'>It has been one heckuva first two weeks. I have gone through A LOT. If you haven't heard it now, i'm sorry, I don't really want to share. In short, Matthew and I are just friends now. It will never be the same again because life is not meant to be that way. As you live, things change, people GROW, and you just can't wish for things to be the way it was. It's not possible. I may sound like I'm </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unetortue.blogspot.com/feeds/112585169427762914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5157504&amp;postID=112585169427762914' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5157504/posts/default/112585169427762914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5157504/posts/default/112585169427762914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unetortue.blogspot.com/2005/09/schoooool-is-awesome.html' title='Schoooool... is awesome!'/><author><name>Tortue</name><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-5157504.post-112480149221584157</id><published>2005-08-23T07:38:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-23T08:51:32.223-04:00</updated><title type='text'>First Day of Third Year of School!</title><summary type='text'>I left for school at about 7:30 am and did not get home until  10pm. o_0 It was a REALLY long day! I was going to update last night, but I was so tired and was on the computer a lot yesterday. I went to see Dr. Hagedoorn about my timesheet and we went to check on the computers in the lab. All good to go! He said it was the first time in about 5 years that the computer lab was actually setup in </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unetortue.blogspot.com/feeds/112480149221584157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5157504&amp;postID=112480149221584157' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5157504/posts/default/112480149221584157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5157504/posts/default/112480149221584157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unetortue.blogspot.com/2005/08/first-day-of-third-year-of-school.html' title='First Day of Third Year of School!'/><author><name>Tortue</name><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-5157504.post-112440722652189749</id><published>2005-08-18T19:13:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-18T19:20:26.526-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Rising Prices</title><summary type='text'>Regular Unleaded Gas: $2.55 per gallonThat's frickin INSANE!!! I would threaten to stop the purchase of gas but I need it to get to school :(. They are just taking advantage of us. I think the dudes who figured out how to make a car run on french fry grease need to mass produce their products. Or we need to learn how to fly.  and fast Current Textbook Expenses: about $320THREE HUNDRED TWENTY </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unetortue.blogspot.com/feeds/112440722652189749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5157504&amp;postID=112440722652189749' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5157504/posts/default/112440722652189749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5157504/posts/default/112440722652189749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unetortue.blogspot.com/2005/08/rising-prices.html' title='Rising Prices'/><author><name>Tortue</name><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-5157504.post-112412193628002618</id><published>2005-08-15T12:04:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-15T12:07:34.090-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Old Survey ahead</title><summary type='text'>Stacy did this one, and I've edited it twice to make it current, but I don't feel like doing that again. Just pretend I posted this a few weeks ago...100 things about me:1. First grade teacher's name: darn first grade teacher's name question again!2. Last person you kissed: matt3. Last word you said: plans4. Last song you sang: mr. curiosity5. Last person you hugged: matt6. Last person you </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unetortue.blogspot.com/feeds/112412193628002618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5157504&amp;postID=112412193628002618' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5157504/posts/default/112412193628002618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5157504/posts/default/112412193628002618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unetortue.blogspot.com/2005/08/old-survey-ahead.html' title='Old Survey ahead'/><author><name>Tortue</name><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-5157504.post-112004975583230960</id><published>2005-06-29T08:53:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-29T08:55:55.840-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Teletubbies, what?</title><summary type='text'>Survey seen on Pam's LJPick up the closest book and write a sentence at random from it: *flips book open* "Quirrell, however, must have been braver than they’d thought.”Do you like having your picture taken? YesWhat toppings do you like on your pizza? pineapple and mushroom What are the names of your grandparents and how old are they all?My grandmother’s name is Gertrude but everyone calls her </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unetortue.blogspot.com/feeds/112004975583230960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5157504&amp;postID=112004975583230960' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5157504/posts/default/112004975583230960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5157504/posts/default/112004975583230960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unetortue.blogspot.com/2005/06/teletubbies-what.html' title='Teletubbies, what?'/><author><name>Tortue</name><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-5157504.post-111834039772663686</id><published>2005-06-09T14:03:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-09T14:06:37.726-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Car Crashes</title><summary type='text'>I've seen two car crashes happen right in front of me within the past 3 months. FREAKS me out! It reminds me to be a better driver. Please be careful out on the road. If you see someone turning and not slowing down, even though you're in the right of way, stop for them. If you see someone in the middle of the intersection that wants to turn left, slow down while going through so that you don't </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unetortue.blogspot.com/feeds/111834039772663686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5157504&amp;postID=111834039772663686' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5157504/posts/default/111834039772663686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5157504/posts/default/111834039772663686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unetortue.blogspot.com/2005/06/car-crashes.html' title='Car Crashes'/><author><name>Tortue</name><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-5157504.post-111806959628047074</id><published>2005-06-06T10:52:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-06T10:53:16.286-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I kiss like a wha..?</title><summary type='text'>Part Shy KisserYou *do* love to kiss, once your comfortable with it         And that means knowing the person you're kissing pretty well         You usually don't make the first move when it comes to making out         But you've got plenty of intensity in returnPart Expert KisserYou're a kissing pro, but it's all about quality and not quantity         You've perfected your kissing technique and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unetortue.blogspot.com/feeds/111806959628047074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5157504&amp;postID=111806959628047074' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5157504/posts/default/111806959628047074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5157504/posts/default/111806959628047074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unetortue.blogspot.com/2005/06/i-kiss-like-wha.html' title='I kiss like a wha..?'/><author><name>Tortue</name><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-5157504.post-111593912519205926</id><published>2005-05-12T18:31:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-12T19:11:23.536-04:00</updated><title type='text'>About Me</title><summary type='text'>From Sonya's, Minh's, Beth's, etc other people I've seen's journals:The Keys to Your HeartYou are attracted to those who are unbridled, untrammeled, and free.In love, you feel the most alive when your partner is patient and never willing to give up on you.You'd like to your lover to think you are stylish and alluring.You would be forced to break up with someone who was emotional, moody, and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unetortue.blogspot.com/feeds/111593912519205926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5157504&amp;postID=111593912519205926' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5157504/posts/default/111593912519205926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5157504/posts/default/111593912519205926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unetortue.blogspot.com/2005/05/about-me.html' title='About Me'/><author><name>Tortue</name><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-5157504.post-111205032749413423</id><published>2005-03-28T17:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-28T18:17:37.280-05:00</updated><title type='text'>You know you're a nerd when...</title><summary type='text'>In Ms. Congeniality 2, Sandra Bullock (I forget her character name at the moment) and her partner/bodyguard Fuller are being escorted by another FBI agent. He is all mushy about his girlfriend and Bullock can relate unlike Fuller who is about the throw up any moment. Bullock says something to the effect of "Well don't worry about her, unlike her, I am still carbon-based." I started bursting out </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unetortue.blogspot.com/feeds/111205032749413423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5157504&amp;postID=111205032749413423' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5157504/posts/default/111205032749413423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5157504/posts/default/111205032749413423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unetortue.blogspot.com/2005/03/you-know-youre-nerd-when.html' title='You know you&apos;re a nerd when...'/><author><name>Tortue</name><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-5157504.post-111030024450830136</id><published>2005-03-08T11:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-08T11:44:04.596-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What say you survey?</title><summary type='text'>From Stacy and Sonya's LJ--UNIQUE--1. Nervous Habits? Rearranging my sentences in a confusing way, biting my lip2. Are you double jointed? no3. Can you roll your tongue? no4. Can you raise one eyebrow at a time? Yes, but only my left. My sister can do both!5. Can you cross your eyes? oui6. Tattoos? non7. Piercings and where? Les oreilles8. Do you make your bed daily? Lol well I only sleep on one </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unetortue.blogspot.com/feeds/111030024450830136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5157504&amp;postID=111030024450830136' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5157504/posts/default/111030024450830136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5157504/posts/default/111030024450830136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unetortue.blogspot.com/2005/03/what-say-you-survey.html' title='What say you survey?'/><author><name>Tortue</name><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-5157504.post-110842133142002163</id><published>2005-02-14T17:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-02-14T17:48:51.423-05:00</updated><title type='text'>How Sweet It Is :D</title><summary type='text'>How sweet it is to be loved by youHow sweet it is to be loved by youI needed the shelter of someone's arms and there you wereI needed someone to understand my ups and downsand there you wereWith sweet love and devotiondeeply touching my emotionI want to stop and thank you babyI just want to stop and thank you babyHow sweet it is to be loved by youHow sweet it is to be loved by youI close my eyes </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unetortue.blogspot.com/feeds/110842133142002163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5157504&amp;postID=110842133142002163' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5157504/posts/default/110842133142002163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5157504/posts/default/110842133142002163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unetortue.blogspot.com/2005/02/how-sweet-it-is-d.html' title='How Sweet It Is :D'/><author><name>Tortue</name><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-5157504.post-110567082560856060</id><published>2005-01-13T21:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-13T21:48:49.966-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Motivation</title><summary type='text'>So I have the opportunity to start off good this semester and I'm starting to blow it. I can't do this anymore! Must... stay... on track! I want to credit it to last minute winter break laziness, but no! Must resist temptation! I WILL do my calc homework and I WILL not go to bed until I have done a good portion of it! Actually, my first exam is next Friday! Craziness! Aah! Exclamation point! I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unetortue.blogspot.com/feeds/110567082560856060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5157504&amp;postID=110567082560856060' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5157504/posts/default/110567082560856060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5157504/posts/default/110567082560856060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unetortue.blogspot.com/2005/01/motivation.html' title='Motivation'/><author><name>Tortue</name><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-5157504.post-110503179743048700</id><published>2005-01-06T13:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-06T12:16:37.430-05:00</updated><title type='text'>These are a few of my favorite things...</title><summary type='text'>Taken from Pam's lj*thirteen random things you like[one] turtles[two] harry potter books[three] SWE[four] instant messaging[five] livejournal[six] the color green[seven] turtle bed slippers[eight] listening to the radio[nine] gift cards[ten] drawing[eleven] Disney anything[twelve] headphones[thirteen] sales* twelve friends -no particular order-[one] Stacy[two] Molly[three] </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unetortue.blogspot.com/feeds/110503179743048700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5157504&amp;postID=110503179743048700' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5157504/posts/default/110503179743048700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5157504/posts/default/110503179743048700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unetortue.blogspot.com/2005/01/these-are-few-of-my-favorite-things.html' title='These are a few of my favorite things...'/><author><name>Tortue</name><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-5157504.post-110488285857376467</id><published>2005-01-04T18:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-04T18:54:18.573-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Suicidal Opossum</title><summary type='text'>If an animal was going across the street, saw the headlights of a car, and then proceeded to turn around just in time to go under the tires, would that animal be trying commit suicide?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unetortue.blogspot.com/feeds/110488285857376467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5157504&amp;postID=110488285857376467' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5157504/posts/default/110488285857376467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5157504/posts/default/110488285857376467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unetortue.blogspot.com/2005/01/suicidal-opossum.html' title='Suicidal Opossum'/><author><name>Tortue</name><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-5157504.post-110447069786536146</id><published>2004-12-31T01:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-12-31T00:24:57.866-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthdays</title><summary type='text'>Before I forget to mention,HAPPY BIRTHDAY MARIDELLE!!!HAPPY BIRTHDAY NATALIE!!!I don't mean to clump you two together like you don't deserve your own post, because you do. Best wishes and chocolate kisses for the two of you and a wonderful year to celebrate! :D</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unetortue.blogspot.com/feeds/110447069786536146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5157504&amp;postID=110447069786536146' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5157504/posts/default/110447069786536146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5157504/posts/default/110447069786536146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unetortue.blogspot.com/2004/12/happy-birthdays.html' title='Happy Birthdays'/><author><name>Tortue</name><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-5157504.post-110436519597081369</id><published>2004-12-29T18:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-12-29T19:06:35.970-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear California turned North Carolina Soggy Taco Friend,</title><summary type='text'>THANK YOU so much for the Christmas gift!!! I got it yesterday and was very happy to receive it! It's tres chouette and I'm really curious how you found it. :p It is a photo album that shall hold only the most special of photos. I hope you had a wonderful Christmas full of snow :)On another note, I do indeed have a few Christmas gifts for you. However, I have not found the proper means of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unetortue.blogspot.com/feeds/110436519597081369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5157504&amp;postID=110436519597081369' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5157504/posts/default/110436519597081369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5157504/posts/default/110436519597081369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unetortue.blogspot.com/2004/12/dear-california-turned-north-carolina.html' title='Dear California turned North Carolina Soggy Taco Friend,'/><author><name>Tortue</name><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-5157504.post-110416304430208376</id><published>2004-12-27T10:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-12-27T10:57:24.303-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Libraries are Way cool</title><summary type='text'>I have a bunch of books lined up to read. That's kind of exciting! I've started reading the Da Vinci Code. I figure I would since my sister had borrowed it from the library. Kate gave me The Bean Trees to read. She always talks about it and there's a girl named Turtle in it. :p Then my sister bought me a used book from the bibliotheque called Rocket Boys for Christmas. I adore the movie October </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unetortue.blogspot.com/feeds/110416304430208376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5157504&amp;postID=110416304430208376' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5157504/posts/default/110416304430208376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5157504/posts/default/110416304430208376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unetortue.blogspot.com/2004/12/libraries-are-way-cool.html' title='Libraries are Way cool'/><author><name>Tortue</name><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-5157504.post-110329713351557429</id><published>2004-12-17T10:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-12-17T10:27:14.686-05:00</updated><title type='text'>bittersweet</title><summary type='text'>Oh yeah, I passed calc. But it was close. So close that I had to ask if that was considered passing. I cannot screw up with calc again next semester. I need to start off with good exam grades from the start. Never again!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unetortue.blogspot.com/feeds/110329713351557429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5157504&amp;postID=110329713351557429' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5157504/posts/default/110329713351557429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5157504/posts/default/110329713351557429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unetortue.blogspot.com/2004/12/bittersweet.html' title='bittersweet'/><author><name>Tortue</name><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-5157504.post-110295177538442681</id><published>2004-12-13T10:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-12-13T10:29:35.383-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Judgment Day</title><summary type='text'>So far I have passed 3 of my 4 classes this semester, woohoo! My calc prof has office hours from 11-2 today and I want to see him then, but I'm...scared. What if I didn't pass and I FAILED calc 2? That's incredibly scary. But then, what harm can it do to find out now instead of Friday by polaris. He's a nice guy, good teacher, hard tests... at least for me... but I can imagine how hard it would </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unetortue.blogspot.com/feeds/110295177538442681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5157504&amp;postID=110295177538442681' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5157504/posts/default/110295177538442681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5157504/posts/default/110295177538442681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unetortue.blogspot.com/2004/12/judgment-day.html' title='Judgment Day'/><author><name>Tortue</name><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-5157504.post-110158627898845335</id><published>2004-11-27T15:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-11-27T15:18:31.470-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Not that we're proud of it...</title><summary type='text'>We're number one!!!... as the state with the most dangerous drivers. One of the most dangerous streets is actually SR 50 (Colonial Drive).We hold the record!!!...as currently the worst team of the entire NCAA. UCF's football team ended their season with an 0-11 record to total a 15 game losing streak. The longest losing streak in history is 27 games... nearly there! :p</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unetortue.blogspot.com/feeds/110158627898845335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5157504&amp;postID=110158627898845335' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5157504/posts/default/110158627898845335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5157504/posts/default/110158627898845335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unetortue.blogspot.com/2004/11/not-that-were-proud-of-it.html' title='Not that we&apos;re proud of it...'/><author><name>Tortue</name><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-5157504.post-110062115295988772</id><published>2004-11-16T11:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-11-16T11:05:52.960-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I am art</title><summary type='text'>If this looks familiar, I was looking through people's old entries, because I seem that bored. I am, of course, none other than blank verse.I don't know where I'm going, yes, quite right;And when I get there (if I ever do)I might not recognise it. So? Your point?Why should I have a destination set?I'm relatively happy as I am,And wouldn't want to be forever aimedTowards some future path or </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unetortue.blogspot.com/feeds/110062115295988772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5157504&amp;postID=110062115295988772' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5157504/posts/default/110062115295988772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5157504/posts/default/110062115295988772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unetortue.blogspot.com/2004/11/i-am-art.html' title='I am art'/><author><name>Tortue</name><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-5157504.post-110010377081656166</id><published>2004-11-10T11:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-11-10T13:31:43.976-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"Six Degrees! What the hell?!"</title><summary type='text'>For the Farewell Breakfast of the Regional Conference that UCF will be hosting, we are planning to hire some comedians for entertainment called the Six Degree Comedy Improv Troupe. On Monday night, they were performing at a local coffee shop across the street from campus. I got out of class at 6 and their show started at 9. Nine! 3 hours to kill. In the afternoon I invited Zena to come with me, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unetortue.blogspot.com/feeds/110010377081656166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5157504&amp;postID=110010377081656166' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5157504/posts/default/110010377081656166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5157504/posts/default/110010377081656166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unetortue.blogspot.com/2004/11/six-degrees-what-hell_10.html' title='&quot;Six Degrees! What the hell?!&quot;'/><author><name>Tortue</name><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-5157504.post-109987519864953758</id><published>2004-11-07T19:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-11-07T19:53:18.650-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekend Wonders</title><summary type='text'>This weekend was a family weekend. I can't remember the last time I spent most of the weekend with the whole family, that's pretty sad. We went to Downtown Disney on Friday night where I'm pretty sure I saw Eric Estrada! Yeah it was random, he walked by us with what looked like his family. I had a good look at him and I'm pretty sure that was him, but nobody seemed to notice. Good for him I guess</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unetortue.blogspot.com/feeds/109987519864953758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5157504&amp;postID=109987519864953758' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5157504/posts/default/109987519864953758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5157504/posts/default/109987519864953758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unetortue.blogspot.com/2004/11/weekend-wonders.html' title='Weekend Wonders'/><author><name>Tortue</name><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-5157504.post-109951578989373398</id><published>2004-11-03T15:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-11-03T16:03:09.893-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Rolling Out the Red Carpet</title><summary type='text'>It's Homecoming Week here at UCF, popularly known as "Knightmare". The theme is "Rolling Out the Red Carpet" so there are a lot of Hollywood-esque themes. Last Saturday they had the concert downtown. Further Seems Forever, The Ataris, and Ludacris performed. I heard it was good, but I opted for a Halloween party instead. Monday was Movie Knight, which I also didn't go to because I have already </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unetortue.blogspot.com/feeds/109951578989373398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5157504&amp;postID=109951578989373398' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5157504/posts/default/109951578989373398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5157504/posts/default/109951578989373398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unetortue.blogspot.com/2004/11/rolling-out-red-carpet.html' title='Rolling Out the Red Carpet'/><author><name>Tortue</name><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-5157504.post-109880426646578599</id><published>2004-10-26T11:23:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-10-27T10:11:31.666-04:00</updated><title type='text'>One</title><summary type='text'>Oneby Simple PlanWe are the onesThe ones forgottenAnd this timeThe future is oursIt’s in our handsWe’re the tear in your eyesWe’re the blood in your veinsWe’re the beat of your heartWe’re the sweat on your faceWe’re the ones that you chaseWe’re the promise that you madeWe’re the voice in your headWe’re the lies that you saidWe’re the kids that you pushed awayWe areWe are the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unetortue.blogspot.com/feeds/109880426646578599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5157504&amp;postID=109880426646578599' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5157504/posts/default/109880426646578599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5157504/posts/default/109880426646578599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unetortue.blogspot.com/2004/10/one.html' title='One'/><author><name>Tortue</name><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-5157504.post-109744474482476408</id><published>2004-10-10T17:19:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2004-10-11T06:00:33.320-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Haircut that Doesn't Look Like a Haircut</title><summary type='text'>On Thursday inbetween my 4 hours of class and my sister's softball game, I went to Supercuts! It was the first time I went there, and the hairdressers were both male! I had never experienced that before. I've seen one guy at a hairdresser before, but not two. Lol it just seemed interesting. Well it was the first time I got my hair cut by a guy. I did the works with the shampoo which was semi </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unetortue.blogspot.com/feeds/109744474482476408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5157504&amp;postID=109744474482476408' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5157504/posts/default/109744474482476408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5157504/posts/default/109744474482476408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unetortue.blogspot.com/2004/10/haircut-that-doesnt-look-like-haircut.html' title='The Haircut that Doesn&apos;t Look Like a Haircut'/><author><name>Tortue</name><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-5157504.post-109709449185238163</id><published>2004-10-06T16:22:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-10-06T16:28:11.853-04:00</updated><title type='text'>What's with this?!</title><summary type='text'>So after that turtle rescue mission failed, I couldn't just let another turtle be in the road like that. Yesterday I'm driving home and off to the side of the road, I see a turtle! Oh gosh! This is going down Wekiva Springs Road. For those of you who know that area you'd know there isn't any place to just turn into and stop. So I'm panicking, turning around, and then turn on my hazards in the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unetortue.blogspot.com/feeds/109709449185238163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5157504&amp;postID=109709449185238163' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5157504/posts/default/109709449185238163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5157504/posts/default/109709449185238163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unetortue.blogspot.com/2004/10/whats-with-this.html' title='What&apos;s with this?!'/><author><name>Tortue</name><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-5157504.post-109682441540437047</id><published>2004-10-03T13:53:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-10-03T13:26:55.403-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Public Private Issues</title><summary type='text'>On Friday, I was sitting in the Chick Fil-A at UCF for lunch and in front of me is this group of friends. One girl was particularly loud, outspoken and really energetic and at one point decides to go on top of a table outside and recite cheers. I found this hilarious but didn't want to acknowledge this because then I would be admitting to eavesdropping. She comes back with her female "friend" who</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unetortue.blogspot.com/feeds/109682441540437047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5157504&amp;postID=109682441540437047' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5157504/posts/default/109682441540437047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5157504/posts/default/109682441540437047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unetortue.blogspot.com/2004/10/public-private-issues.html' title='Public Private Issues'/><author><name>Tortue</name><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-5157504.post-109609107785312786</id><published>2004-09-25T01:18:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-09-25T01:44:37.853-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Cosmos and Cocktails Knight</title><summary type='text'>So last week I went to Slingapour's to meet with the SWE Professional section and my other fellow SWE people. It was the pros' first official meeting and it's supposed to be a time for us to get to know them. I only actually talked to two pros but... that's okay. I wasn't really sure what I wanted to ask or anything. Though I did learn some pointers. Oh, Slingapour's is an Asian cuisine </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unetortue.blogspot.com/feeds/109609107785312786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5157504&amp;postID=109609107785312786' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5157504/posts/default/109609107785312786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5157504/posts/default/109609107785312786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unetortue.blogspot.com/2004/09/cosmos-and-cocktails-knight.html' title='Cosmos and Cocktails Knight'/><author><name>Tortue</name><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-5157504.post-109496882025421725</id><published>2004-09-12T01:56:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-09-12T02:00:20.253-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Turtle Sighting!</title><summary type='text'>On the way to the wedding we saw a turtle! "*gasp*! It's a slider!" "Wow she knows what they're called" "Well I have to be educated about what I talk about..." "Crystal, when I see turtles I aim for those things" "=-o!" "She's kidding!" haha. But don't worry, it was safely walking on the sidewalk away from... its poop! heehee there's all this grass and yet it just lets it all out in the open.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unetortue.blogspot.com/feeds/109496882025421725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5157504&amp;postID=109496882025421725' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5157504/posts/default/109496882025421725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5157504/posts/default/109496882025421725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unetortue.blogspot.com/2004/09/turtle-sighting.html' title='Turtle Sighting!'/><author><name>Tortue</name><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-5157504.post-109487714221302510</id><published>2004-09-11T01:04:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-09-11T00:32:22.213-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Dilemma</title><summary type='text'>No matter what I do,all I think about is youEven when I'm with my booBoy you know I'm crazy over youHaha wow, I had a flashback of that song.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unetortue.blogspot.com/feeds/109487714221302510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5157504&amp;postID=109487714221302510' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5157504/posts/default/109487714221302510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5157504/posts/default/109487714221302510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unetortue.blogspot.com/2004/09/dilemma.html' title='Dilemma'/><author><name>Tortue</name><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-5157504.post-109380654105418560</id><published>2004-08-29T14:56:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-08-29T15:09:01.053-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Hurrah for Hamm!</title><summary type='text'>Man I can't tell ya how annoying this whole Gold Medal controversy is to me! Why can't the Koreans accept that they CAN'T automatically ASSUME that they would have won gold because of the one-tenth oopsie. I mean yes the judges really, terribly, horribly screwed up. But they still had the floor exercise after the high bar routine, and WHO KNOWS if the scores would've been the same?! answer: </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unetortue.blogspot.com/feeds/109380654105418560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5157504&amp;postID=109380654105418560' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5157504/posts/default/109380654105418560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5157504/posts/default/109380654105418560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unetortue.blogspot.com/2004/08/hurrah-for-hamm.html' title='Hurrah for Hamm!'/><author><name>Tortue</name><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-5157504.post-109357140842319530</id><published>2004-08-26T21:42:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-08-26T21:51:20.313-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Some White Chick</title><summary type='text'>I haven't seen the movie White Chicks but I have seen many a time the commercial that promoted it. That would be the one where they are in the convertible listening to Vanessa Carlton's "A Thousand Miles". While I was driving home today I heard that song blaring and out of the corner of my eye I saw it was a convertible! Wow how cliche is this I thought. No doubt this had to be some blonde </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unetortue.blogspot.com/feeds/109357140842319530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5157504&amp;postID=109357140842319530' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5157504/posts/default/109357140842319530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5157504/posts/default/109357140842319530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unetortue.blogspot.com/2004/08/some-white-chick.html' title='Some White Chick'/><author><name>Tortue</name><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-5157504.post-109314206799631984</id><published>2004-08-21T22:32:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-08-21T22:34:27.996-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Happy belated Birthday Victoria!!I missed it yesterday, but I still wish you the best of this year and many happy memories to come!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unetortue.blogspot.com/feeds/109314206799631984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5157504&amp;postID=109314206799631984' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5157504/posts/default/109314206799631984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5157504/posts/default/109314206799631984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unetortue.blogspot.com/2004/08/happy-belated-birthday-victoria-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Tortue</name><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-5157504.post-109197187567950099</id><published>2004-08-08T09:26:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-08-08T09:31:15.680-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Indestructible!....kindof</title><summary type='text'>So apparently my laptop has almost 300 viruses contained in it. LOL. It reminds me of the Simpsons episode where we find out Mr. Burns has every disease ever known to man, so consequently he is immune. We're taking it to be diagnosed and fixed tomorrow. Today I have to spend the day saving things I don't want wiped off the hard drive, in the case that the tech will (most likely) have to do.So </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unetortue.blogspot.com/feeds/109197187567950099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5157504&amp;postID=109197187567950099' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5157504/posts/default/109197187567950099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5157504/posts/default/109197187567950099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unetortue.blogspot.com/2004/08/indestructiblekindof.html' title='Indestructible!....kindof'/><author><name>Tortue</name><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-5157504.post-109102639417564089</id><published>2004-07-28T10:46:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-07-28T10:53:14.176-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Original Tees</title><summary type='text'>I was wearing one of my turtle shirts that I hadn't worn most of senior year yesterday. Why didn't I wear it last year? Because one day I saw one of the girls in my class wear it! Well that's just embarrassing on the slight to chance for both of us to wear the same shirts. Unless we all had uniforms or something. In which case we didn't. So I was going to the post office with my sister to mail </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unetortue.blogspot.com/feeds/109102639417564089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5157504&amp;postID=109102639417564089' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5157504/posts/default/109102639417564089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5157504/posts/default/109102639417564089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unetortue.blogspot.com/2004/07/original-tees.html' title='Original Tees'/><author><name>Tortue</name><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-5157504.post-109024554993199476</id><published>2004-07-19T09:48:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-07-19T09:59:09.930-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Fortunately, Unfortunately</title><summary type='text'>As I was walking in the rain to class this morning, I just realized that next week is my last week for classes! woohoo!!! that was a nice thing to realize :p. but then that means my final is next week too. fortunately it is just like a normal exam, but unfortunately i am not looking forward to it. i got my 3rd exam back today, and i didn't get as much as i'd hope. i want to pull off a B in that </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unetortue.blogspot.com/feeds/109024554993199476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5157504&amp;postID=109024554993199476' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5157504/posts/default/109024554993199476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5157504/posts/default/109024554993199476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unetortue.blogspot.com/2004/07/fortunately-unfortunately.html' title='Fortunately, Unfortunately'/><author><name>Tortue</name><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-5157504.post-108965429926572181</id><published>2004-07-12T13:39:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-07-12T13:44:59.266-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Renting a Movie</title><summary type='text'>7/11/04Blockbuster"Renting a Movie""Oh it's a new release?""Yeah it just came out..."Let's see Spiderman, Secret Window, Perfect Score... where is it?"*dad goes walking farther up Alphabetically shelved videos* No it can't be there it's SAMURAI *follows him*"OH, here it is!!"It's under L for LAST Samurai! Ooohhhh"hahaha that was funny.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unetortue.blogspot.com/feeds/108965429926572181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5157504&amp;postID=108965429926572181' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5157504/posts/default/108965429926572181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5157504/posts/default/108965429926572181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unetortue.blogspot.com/2004/07/renting-movie.html' title='Renting a Movie'/><author><name>Tortue</name><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-5157504.post-108929499618049304</id><published>2004-07-08T09:55:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-07-08T09:56:36.180-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Aw those are my gals</title><summary type='text'>Haha I love the Golden Girls! Even though I am nowhere near their ages, it's so funny. :)You are Rose!You are a person who cares about everything on thisplanet. You are a great friend because you willlisten and understand. Though some may see youas a little dim, don't be sad, because you arelighting up people's lives! Oofda! Which Golden Girl are you? brought to you by Quizilla</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unetortue.blogspot.com/feeds/108929499618049304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5157504&amp;postID=108929499618049304' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5157504/posts/default/108929499618049304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5157504/posts/default/108929499618049304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unetortue.blogspot.com/2004/07/aw-those-are-my-gals.html' title='Aw those are my gals'/><author><name>Tortue</name><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-5157504.post-108912650238819670</id><published>2004-07-06T11:05:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-07-06T11:08:22.386-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Hold On</title><summary type='text'>I haven't done this in a looooooooooong loooooooong time. But now I have a song that has related to me/that I like...Hold OnJetYou tried so hard to be someoneThat forgot who you areYou tried to fill some emptiness Till all you had spilled overNow everything’s so far away That you don’t know where areYou are(Chorus)When all that you wantedWhen all that you had don’t seem so much </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unetortue.blogspot.com/feeds/108912650238819670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5157504&amp;postID=108912650238819670' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5157504/posts/default/108912650238819670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5157504/posts/default/108912650238819670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unetortue.blogspot.com/2004/07/hold-on.html' title='Hold On'/><author><name>Tortue</name><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-5157504.post-108896614441897767</id><published>2004-07-04T14:34:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-07-04T14:41:06.776-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Daily Papers</title><summary type='text'>Meant to post this earlier, oh well, it's still valid:Last Tuesday, Billy and his friend (I feel bad, I never bother to remember his name) actually found me in the library. Haha, I hadn’t been avoiding him or anything but I just tend to disappear from people for awhile. Anyway, we all had lunch in the union from Wendy’s and it was a nice change to be able to talk to someone I knew at school. As</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unetortue.blogspot.com/feeds/108896614441897767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5157504&amp;postID=108896614441897767' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5157504/posts/default/108896614441897767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5157504/posts/default/108896614441897767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unetortue.blogspot.com/2004/07/daily-papers.html' title='Daily Papers'/><author><name>Tortue</name><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-5157504.post-108869644165048161</id><published>2004-07-01T11:15:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-07-01T11:46:49.476-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodbye June</title><summary type='text'>Hello July!!Okay I meant to post yesterday, but I had a writer's block and didn't feel like going on last night (woohoo!). Yesterday marked FOUR years since I moved from Cali. That's amazing! Time has flown, altho not that swiftly, and things have changed since then. I'm not saying it seemed so long ago, cuz it really doesn't, and somewhere along the line we (my sister and I) have confused </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unetortue.blogspot.com/feeds/108869644165048161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5157504&amp;postID=108869644165048161' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5157504/posts/default/108869644165048161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5157504/posts/default/108869644165048161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unetortue.blogspot.com/2004/07/goodbye-june.html' title='Goodbye June'/><author><name>Tortue</name><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-5157504.post-108809071569452789</id><published>2004-06-24T11:20:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-06-24T11:25:15.696-04:00</updated><title type='text'>laSers!</title><summary type='text'>Do you like the Harry Potter action figure? I think it's cool. I had to go in this lycra suit and stand on this platform and they scanned my body up and down with these lasers to get all my facial features and things. The oddest thing was seeing myself as a Lego action figure. It was so strange seeing my cylindrical head.Hahaha lycra suit...scanned body up and down... that made me giggle.Do </summary><link rel='related' href='http://www.veritaserum.com/media/2004/06/20/daninterview.shtml' title='laSers!'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unetortue.blogspot.com/feeds/108809071569452789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5157504&amp;postID=108809071569452789' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5157504/posts/default/108809071569452789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5157504/posts/default/108809071569452789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unetortue.blogspot.com/2004/06/lasers.html' title='laSers!'/><author><name>Tortue</name><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-5157504.post-108777188382221384</id><published>2004-06-20T18:35:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-06-20T18:51:23.823-04:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY FATHER'S DAY!!!</title><summary type='text'> Yesterday I went with my sister and dad to Van's Skatepark on I-Drive to see the Free Flow competition. It was cool to see all the skaters out there trying out their best tricks. One guy finally got his but wiped out pretty bad when he rolled back down and slid into the corner of a funbox. The smallest boys did their tricks with the most ease, or so it seemed. It was also cool to see a few girls</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unetortue.blogspot.com/feeds/108777188382221384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5157504&amp;postID=108777188382221384' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5157504/posts/default/108777188382221384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5157504/posts/default/108777188382221384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unetortue.blogspot.com/2004/06/happy-fathers-day.html' title='&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY FATHER&apos;S DAY!!!&lt;/strong&gt;'/><author><name>Tortue</name><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-5157504.post-108748817283724939</id><published>2004-06-17T11:56:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-06-20T18:03:07.896-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Abba the Turtle</title><summary type='text'>That Sunday after the concert, my dad found a turtle in the backyard!! My sister and I were just waking up. She was already at the breakfast table and I was just stumbling in. They both looked at me and I looked at the table and saw something moving in a bowl! AAHHH!!! I silently responded. Not because I thought we were eating it for breakfast, but because there was a REAL turtle in the house! </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unetortue.blogspot.com/feeds/108748817283724939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5157504&amp;postID=108748817283724939' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5157504/posts/default/108748817283724939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5157504/posts/default/108748817283724939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unetortue.blogspot.com/2004/06/abba-turtle.html' title='Abba the Turtle'/><author><name>Tortue</name><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-5157504.post-108673595112696717</id><published>2004-06-08T18:37:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-06-08T19:05:51.126-04:00</updated><title type='text'>"TAKE A CHANCE ON MEEEE!!"</title><summary type='text'>On Saturday my family and I went to Citywalk to watch a tribute band of ABBA. they were called Bjorn Again! it was cool. the doors opened at 8 and we got to be at the very very front. there was this white line on the ground that everyone stood behind as if there was something stopping us for being right at the stage. some guy next to us called it the "magical white line". so we humored it by </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unetortue.blogspot.com/feeds/108673595112696717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5157504&amp;postID=108673595112696717' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5157504/posts/default/108673595112696717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5157504/posts/default/108673595112696717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unetortue.blogspot.com/2004/06/take-chance-on-meeee.html' title='&quot;TAKE A CHANCE ON MEEEE!!&quot;'/><author><name>Tortue</name><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-5157504.post-108636627314408059</id><published>2004-06-04T12:11:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-06-04T12:24:33.146-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm on a Harry Potter High</title><summary type='text'>OH MY GEE GOLLY GOSH DARNED-NESS.i saw Harry Potter 3.i FINALLY saw HARRY POTTER AND THE PRISONER OF AZKABAN!!!it is so...oh...ahh... just the feeling aahh it's so hard to explain in words.i am procrastinating from writing my big huge entire summary of the days' events because i know i'll be sitting here for another couple of hours trying to write it. oh well i'll write it anyway.but </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unetortue.blogspot.com/feeds/108636627314408059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5157504&amp;postID=108636627314408059' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5157504/posts/default/108636627314408059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5157504/posts/default/108636627314408059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unetortue.blogspot.com/2004/06/im-on-harry-potter-high.html' title='I&apos;m on a Harry Potter High'/><author><name>Tortue</name><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-5157504.post-108626986849310601</id><published>2004-06-03T09:36:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-06-04T12:30:03.380-04:00</updated><title type='text'>HARRY POTTER TONIGHT!!!</title><summary type='text'>EDITED BECAUSE LAYOUT WOULD NOT ACCEPT THAT MUCH HARRY POTTER WITHOUT SPAZZING OUT THE TEMPLATEcliff notes version:yay harry potter!!!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unetortue.blogspot.com/feeds/108626986849310601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5157504&amp;postID=108626986849310601' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5157504/posts/default/108626986849310601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5157504/posts/default/108626986849310601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unetortue.blogspot.com/2004/06/harry-potter-tonight.html' title='HARRY POTTER TONIGHT!!!'/><author><name>Tortue</name><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-5157504.post-108549180225729516</id><published>2004-05-25T09:24:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-25T09:30:02.256-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Strange Going-ons</title><summary type='text'>I told sonya about most of these but here are the latest assimilations with harry potter and real life.My cat found a black snake over the weekend, i called it the Basilisk.There was this hugongous (bigger than humongous and gigantic) spider in our house, i called it Aragog.I saw a girl's shirt where part of it read "---on *and then under it* --alley". I thought nu uh Diagon Alley! it was </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unetortue.blogspot.com/feeds/108549180225729516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5157504&amp;postID=108549180225729516' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5157504/posts/default/108549180225729516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5157504/posts/default/108549180225729516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unetortue.blogspot.com/2004/05/strange-going-ons.html' title='Strange Going-ons'/><author><name>Tortue</name><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-5157504.post-108515348374201337</id><published>2004-05-21T11:26:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-21T11:57:06.590-04:00</updated><title type='text'>omigoshomigoshomigoshomigosh</title><summary type='text'>NEW MUSIQUE HEAR!speaking of harry potter, i can't believe they're really gonna end the movie that way!!! aahh!!! it sounds so corny. but then again the end of the second one? goodness. but i still cried at the end of that one. but this one?? hahaha! i'll still have to see it for myself to judge but the way people are describing it sounds cute/funny/cheesy/corny/nothowthebookends . :D</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unetortue.blogspot.com/feeds/108515348374201337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5157504&amp;postID=108515348374201337' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5157504/posts/default/108515348374201337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5157504/posts/default/108515348374201337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unetortue.blogspot.com/2004/05/omigoshomigoshomigoshomigosh_21.html' title='omigoshomigoshomigoshomigosh'/><author><name>Tortue</name><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-5157504.post-108507251822801657</id><published>2004-05-20T12:49:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-20T13:09:27.020-04:00</updated><title type='text'>NON!</title><summary type='text'>Yesterday I chose to go to the mall. west oaks mall. yay i saw molly! i didn't go in right away so i went to hot topic first. there was this guy offering free lotion (he worked there, this wasn't some random guy) from his cart and for once i said sure. then he tried to lure me into some other product and i successfully declined."here come let me show you this.""nah *shakes head*""it will help</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unetortue.blogspot.com/feeds/108507251822801657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5157504&amp;postID=108507251822801657' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5157504/posts/default/108507251822801657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5157504/posts/default/108507251822801657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unetortue.blogspot.com/2004/05/non.html' title='NON!'/><author><name>Tortue</name><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-5157504.post-108499994936850853</id><published>2004-05-19T16:27:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-19T16:52:29.370-04:00</updated><title type='text'>*gush*</title><summary type='text'>i dunno if it's my eyes unfocusing after sitting at a computer for so long or hp3 taking me over, but i keep seeing harry potter-related words everywhere. in articles that is. lately it's been the word "muggle". i seem to have developed an acute sense on spotting HP stuff too. while perusing through a magazine i almost flipped right past a page when i saw the word "rupert". </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unetortue.blogspot.com/feeds/108499994936850853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5157504&amp;postID=108499994936850853' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5157504/posts/default/108499994936850853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5157504/posts/default/108499994936850853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unetortue.blogspot.com/2004/05/gush.html' title='*gush*'/><author><name>Tortue</name><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-5157504.post-108460243797865074</id><published>2004-05-15T02:23:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-15T02:27:17.976-04:00</updated><title type='text'>let the Harry Potter-ing, commence!</title><summary type='text'>19 days! 19 days! 19 days!!!I was hoping to be done with this layout by midnite, to signify the 20days thing. I wasn't going to change this one, but I saw all the new features and templates and felt inspired. Anyway, I just can't wait! Harry Potter! I've been saying to myself that I will NOT look at anymore new HP pics or trailers deliberately....if it just happens to pop up on the telly, i </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unetortue.blogspot.com/feeds/108460243797865074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5157504&amp;postID=108460243797865074' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5157504/posts/default/108460243797865074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5157504/posts/default/108460243797865074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unetortue.blogspot.com/2004/05/let-harry-potter-ing-commence.html' title='let the Harry Potter-ing, commence!'/><author><name>Tortue</name><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-5157504.post-108455873797221348</id><published>2004-05-14T14:15:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-14T14:52:48.543-04:00</updated><title type='text'>watchout! imma intimidate ya!</title><summary type='text'>Which HP Kid Are You?this is my 302nd post! that calls for celebration! that's almost a post a day. sure it's about 2 months, off, but considering i "stopped" for a month, i think it's very cool. Anyone else edit their profile yet? I can see they're being like LJ with the interests and stuff. I would still like them to make their own commenting system tho. that would be chouetteness.hahaha.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unetortue.blogspot.com/feeds/108455873797221348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5157504&amp;postID=108455873797221348' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5157504/posts/default/108455873797221348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5157504/posts/default/108455873797221348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unetortue.blogspot.com/2004/05/watchout-imma-intimidate-ya.html' title='watchout! imma intimidate ya!'/><author><name>Tortue</name><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-5157504.post-108416082264412114</id><published>2004-05-09T23:45:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-09T23:47:02.643-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh and to all ya baby's momma's, momma's mommas...</title><summary type='text'>HAPPY MOTHER'S DAY!!!yes with 14 minutes till midnite to spare! ;)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unetortue.blogspot.com/feeds/108416082264412114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5157504&amp;postID=108416082264412114' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5157504/posts/default/108416082264412114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5157504/posts/default/108416082264412114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unetortue.blogspot.com/2004/05/oh-and-to-all-ya-babys-mommas-mommas.html' title='Oh and to all ya baby&apos;s momma&apos;s, momma&apos;s mommas...'/><author><name>Tortue</name><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-5157504.post-108416070150032146</id><published>2004-05-09T23:44:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-09T23:45:01.500-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Whoa new blogger layout! reminds me a little of hotmail...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unetortue.blogspot.com/feeds/108416070150032146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5157504&amp;postID=108416070150032146' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5157504/posts/default/108416070150032146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5157504/posts/default/108416070150032146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unetortue.blogspot.com/2004/05/whoa-new-blogger-layout-reminds-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Tortue</name><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-5157504.post-108355745563419521</id><published>2004-05-03T00:10:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-03T00:15:09.903-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Harry Potter 3 Preview??</title><summary type='text'>I usually post my dreams in my dream journal but i had to share this one! Somehow I got a sneak peak into HP3 and i was VERY excited. but as i watched it i was thinking  man this is crap! . there was the cartoon Scooby Doo pup in it, then it cut to tom and jerry going slow motion thru a house. then there was this lady thinking about going on a diet and then wanting to go after scooby. there were </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unetortue.blogspot.com/feeds/108355745563419521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5157504&amp;postID=108355745563419521' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5157504/posts/default/108355745563419521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5157504/posts/default/108355745563419521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unetortue.blogspot.com/2004/05/harry-potter-3-preview.html' title='Harry Potter 3 Preview??'/><author><name>Tortue</name><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-5157504.post-108272619041474753</id><published>2004-04-23T09:16:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-04-23T09:20:42.140-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'm so disappointed in myself.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unetortue.blogspot.com/feeds/108272619041474753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5157504&amp;postID=108272619041474753' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5157504/posts/default/108272619041474753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5157504/posts/default/108272619041474753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unetortue.blogspot.com/2004/04/im-so-disappointed-in-myself.html' title=''/><author><name>Tortue</name><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-5157504.post-108233528918529456</id><published>2004-04-18T20:41:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-04-18T21:26:45.670-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I went to Apopka's Prom. And I had fun :)</title><summary type='text'>Yesterday was crazy busy! i got up in the morning, not in time to clean my room up, had breakfast, then went to get my hair did at Hair Cuttery at 11:30am. i liked how it came out :) it wasn't an updo, it was sectioned on the top of my head and then banded at the end... then the back was curled! i wanted something different from last year and i thought  hmm i wonder how i'd look with curly hair .</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unetortue.blogspot.com/feeds/108233528918529456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5157504&amp;postID=108233528918529456' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5157504/posts/default/108233528918529456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5157504/posts/default/108233528918529456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unetortue.blogspot.com/2004/04/i-went-to-apopkas-prom-and-i-had-fun.html' title='I went to Apopka&apos;s Prom. And I had fun :)'/><author><name>Tortue</name><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-5157504.post-108161095657769466</id><published>2004-04-10T11:29:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-04-10T11:33:01.623-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>oh! i haven't mentioned my turtle encounter! i was walking on the "boardwalk" on campus past the "lake" when i saw it.... this huge softshell turtle! it was at least....2 feet long! it was kinda far away but oh yes, i saw it. fortunately i had a camera and snapped a shot. it was on the grass basking in the sun. then i walk to the edge of the boardwalk to get a teeny bit closer. but i guess it </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unetortue.blogspot.com/feeds/108161095657769466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5157504&amp;postID=108161095657769466' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5157504/posts/default/108161095657769466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5157504/posts/default/108161095657769466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unetortue.blogspot.com/2004/04/oh-i-havent-mentioned-my-turtle.html' title=''/><author><name>Tortue</name><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-5157504.post-108102305104433846</id><published>2004-04-03T15:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-04-03T15:14:27.340-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i am so glad that we got to NC and back safely. yesterday on the news they were covering a story about a group of hs seniors coming back on a tour bus from a trip at the bahamas, when some idiot cut the median causing a chain reaction. if it hadn't been for a tree, they would have rolled down. yikes. some were hurt but not seriously. THANK GOD that was not our bus! i was really praying once we </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unetortue.blogspot.com/feeds/108102305104433846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5157504&amp;postID=108102305104433846' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5157504/posts/default/108102305104433846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5157504/posts/default/108102305104433846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unetortue.blogspot.com/2004/04/i-am-so-glad-that-we-got-to-nc-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Tortue</name><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-5157504.post-107992520573299894</id><published>2004-03-21T22:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-21T22:16:45.200-05:00</updated><title type='text'>they've been here...</title><summary type='text'>OKAY now i'm convinced the birds are after me!!!!my dad and sister and i are going out towards the car last night and suddenly he goes, "was there here before?? did you see this??" no, we said and looked. BIRD POOP frickin all over the blue and gray car!! what the heck? it wasn't one big bird, it was a BIG FLOCK of birds! i told my sister that they were after me, and she was like NO they're </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unetortue.blogspot.com/feeds/107992520573299894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5157504&amp;postID=107992520573299894' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5157504/posts/default/107992520573299894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5157504/posts/default/107992520573299894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unetortue.blogspot.com/2004/03/theyve-been-here.html' title='&lt;em&gt;they&apos;ve been here...&lt;/em&gt;'/><author><name>Tortue</name><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-5157504.post-107955442428634518</id><published>2004-03-17T15:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-17T15:16:58.076-05:00</updated><title type='text'>the day everyone pretends to be Irish</title><summary type='text'>HAPPY ST. PATTY'S DAY!!!Since when did Patrick become a female? :p***See Scooby Doo 2?eh...See Scooby Doo 2 with HP trailer in front of it?hmm? *eyebrows raise*See Scooby Doo 2 with HP trailer with NEW footage?aaahhhh!!!!tempting. much.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unetortue.blogspot.com/feeds/107955442428634518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5157504&amp;postID=107955442428634518' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5157504/posts/default/107955442428634518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5157504/posts/default/107955442428634518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unetortue.blogspot.com/2004/03/day-everyone-pretends-to-be-irish.html' title='&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the day everyone pretends to be Irish&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;'/><author><name>Tortue</name><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-5157504.post-107947513538054243</id><published>2004-03-16T17:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-16T17:16:58.810-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>79 days!!!aaahhh!!getting... closer!!!oo and great news! the sdtk is going to be released May 18th instead of the previously rumored June 1st! aahh!! I dunno, should I go buy it before the movie? Hmm... well it is kind of like listening to an artist's music before going to the concert. that's just making an informed opinion of the music in the movie. (not that being informed matters... i'm </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unetortue.blogspot.com/feeds/107947513538054243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5157504&amp;postID=107947513538054243' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5157504/posts/default/107947513538054243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5157504/posts/default/107947513538054243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unetortue.blogspot.com/2004/03/79-days-aaahhh-getting.html' title=''/><author><name>Tortue</name><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-5157504.post-107919333772172619</id><published>2004-03-13T10:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-13T10:59:47.216-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I knew there was something important yesterday...HAPPY ONE YEAR (and one day) ANNIVERSARY unetortue!!!!It was just one year (and one day) ago today that I had just started my blog during spring vacation. I remembered how all of my friends over there *waves hands towards west* had these nifty blogs and I finally had time to start one of my own! i didn't know anything about customizing it to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unetortue.blogspot.com/feeds/107919333772172619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5157504&amp;postID=107919333772172619' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5157504/posts/default/107919333772172619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5157504/posts/default/107919333772172619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unetortue.blogspot.com/2004/03/i-knew-there-was-something-important.html' title=''/><author><name>Tortue</name><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-5157504.post-107884654993118163</id><published>2004-03-09T10:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-09T10:38:52.623-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Today is my mother's birthday!!It's weird because all of us have plans today, and I feel sort of bad for that. I'm going to St. Augustine, my sister has a game, my dad's working, she's working... But she has never wanted to make it a big deal. Maybe we can go out for dinner tomorrow. After all we already went Chinese Buffet eating on Sunday and Golden Corral eating on Saturday. She didn't want </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unetortue.blogspot.com/feeds/107884654993118163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5157504&amp;postID=107884654993118163' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5157504/posts/default/107884654993118163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5157504/posts/default/107884654993118163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unetortue.blogspot.com/2004/03/today-is-my-mothers-birthday-its-weird.html' title=''/><author><name>Tortue</name><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-5157504.post-107849948343964106</id><published>2004-03-05T10:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-05T10:14:21.170-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Let the Breaking of Spring.... commence.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unetortue.blogspot.com/feeds/107849948343964106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5157504&amp;postID=107849948343964106' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5157504/posts/default/107849948343964106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5157504/posts/default/107849948343964106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unetortue.blogspot.com/2004/03/let-breaking-of-spring.html' title=''/><author><name>Tortue</name><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-5157504.post-107801584866557637</id><published>2004-02-28T19:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-29T13:40:19.936-05:00</updated><title type='text'>le premier et le dernier</title><summary type='text'> I was doing this on Word when i realized punctuation marks get messed up when i paste it. but i'm lazy to change them correctly, and i'm sure u'll be able to figure it out.FirstsWhen was the first time you...1)Did an email survey? Way way back in the summer during 9th2)Started using email?  same3)Got a screen name? hmm maybe that winter 4)Started playing video games? I had the original </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unetortue.blogspot.com/feeds/107801584866557637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5157504&amp;postID=107801584866557637' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5157504/posts/default/107801584866557637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5157504/posts/default/107801584866557637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unetortue.blogspot.com/2004/02/le-premier-et-le-dernier.html' title='le premier et le dernier'/><author><name>Tortue</name><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-5157504.post-107783264960185801</id><published>2004-02-26T16:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-26T17:13:16.153-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>wow the album is amazing. and i mean this in the nicest way :p. i can see why he named it Schizo cuz the sounds and stuff are all over the place. there isn't any theme, except maybe the fact that they're all about sex. it's 17 songs and 1 hr and 17 so it takes awhile to get used to it all. i think it's like the first time you hear it you go what was that?! the second you start to get it a bit. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unetortue.blogspot.com/feeds/107783264960185801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5157504&amp;postID=107783264960185801' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5157504/posts/default/107783264960185801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5157504/posts/default/107783264960185801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unetortue.blogspot.com/2004/02/wow-album-is-amazing.html' title=''/><author><name>Tortue</name><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-5157504.post-107762545446667790</id><published>2004-02-24T07:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-24T07:26:58.623-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Album finally out today! yay! need to go buy! yay! better be good! yay!will discuss later.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unetortue.blogspot.com/feeds/107762545446667790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5157504&amp;postID=107762545446667790' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5157504/posts/default/107762545446667790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5157504/posts/default/107762545446667790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unetortue.blogspot.com/2004/02/album-finally-out-today-yay-need-to-go.html' title=''/><author><name>Tortue</name><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-5157504.post-107711855424144102</id><published>2004-02-18T10:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-18T10:52:29.216-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I saw JC on Jay Leno last night. hee hee. it felt like old times. staying up late, waiting for an NSYNC appearance. no tape at hand to record tho. he sang "Some Girls" which is a hard song to perform. since most of it is like... mumbling. nothing too spectacular that i couldn't have seen in his video. but whuevuh. still enjoyed it :). i was sad because he was at the very end so he talked for like</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unetortue.blogspot.com/feeds/107711855424144102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5157504&amp;postID=107711855424144102' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5157504/posts/default/107711855424144102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5157504/posts/default/107711855424144102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unetortue.blogspot.com/2004/02/i-saw-jc-on-jay-leno-last-night.html' title=''/><author><name>Tortue</name><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-5157504.post-107673276056460972</id><published>2004-02-13T23:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-13T23:34:53.390-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday the 13th! muhahahahahahaha!!</title><summary type='text'>actually it wasn't anywhere near evil laughter day. just dreadfully overcast like most Friday 13ths tend to be. but i just wanted to post these:Which Legendary Actress are you?EXOTIC FOREIGNER ALIAS = Favorite Spice + Last Foreign Vacation Spot Paprika British Columbia (canada)SOCIALITE ALIAS = Silliest Childhood Nickname + Town Where You First Partiedlol i'm having trouble with this </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unetortue.blogspot.com/feeds/107673276056460972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5157504&amp;postID=107673276056460972' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5157504/posts/default/107673276056460972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5157504/posts/default/107673276056460972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unetortue.blogspot.com/2004/02/friday-13th-muhahahahahahaha.html' title='&lt;strong&gt;Friday the 13th! muhahahahahahaha!!&lt;/strong&gt;'/><author><name>Tortue</name><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-5157504.post-107659010658453776</id><published>2004-02-12T07:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-12T07:50:54.513-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Like a Preschooler Can Read Pride and Prejudice</title><summary type='text'>whoops i've been neglecting my countdowns!so it is 7:34am on thursday and i FINALLY finished that outline thingy. whoa it took so much longer than i thought it would. i spent about 2 hours just trying to condense my outline to 8 pages! it had turned out to be 13 pages and i was like hmm... that's 5 pages too much. took a lot of fragmenting of the sentence fragments. i hope he doesn't count off </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unetortue.blogspot.com/feeds/107659010658453776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5157504&amp;postID=107659010658453776' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5157504/posts/default/107659010658453776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5157504/posts/default/107659010658453776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unetortue.blogspot.com/2004/02/like-preschooler-can-read-pride-and.html' title='&lt;strong&gt;Like a Preschooler Can Read Pride and Prejudice&lt;/strong&gt;'/><author><name>Tortue</name><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>
