<?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-3322489</id><updated>2011-04-21T17:17:50.659-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I LOVE SUMMER</title><subtitle type='html'>Laziness is my bestfriend...next to karen that is! there! you happy now??? :)</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thatcrazygirl.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3322489/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatcrazygirl.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Priya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16583681783759645192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>57</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3322489.post-77904636</id><published>2002-06-18T13:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-06-18T13:56:54.366-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>you know...people wonder why i just despise frogs sooo much. well let me list the experiences that i've had with these special creatures:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--the car....there are have more than 5 times where i have encountered frogs in the car.  once when my mom drove me to naples high at 5:30 to take that TIP test. next thing u know there's a frog on the window right next to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--in my shower....this has happened twice. once, i heard my shampoo bottles falling down when i got home. i seriously thought a person was in my house. to my surprise it was a slimy frog in my shower.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--in my toilet....yes, in my toilet. this luckily only happened once.  however, it was very bad considering that i peed on it before i realized it was there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--on my leg....a frog jumped from my car onto my leg. i almost passed out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--AND FINALLY...this happened last night. i just finished having a fit about taking my dog out cuz there were frogs on the street (seeing that it just rained and all). i was thankful that i didn't come across one. i went to go get a hairtie from my bathroom and guess what's sitting in my sink....YES, A FROG!!!! it was worse cuz it was albino and those frogs look even grosser. ugh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so, my friends, that is why i HAAAAATE frogs sooooooo much. i hope those reasons can answer your question.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3322489-77904636?l=thatcrazygirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3322489/posts/default/77904636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3322489/posts/default/77904636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatcrazygirl.blogspot.com/2002_06_01_archive.html#77904636' title=''/><author><name>Priya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16583681783759645192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3322489.post-77847853</id><published>2002-06-17T08:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-06-17T08:30:55.726-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>here's another trend going on in blogs....so here i go...just because i'm bored:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ series 1 - you ]&lt;br /&gt;-- Name: Priya M. Patel&lt;br /&gt;-- Birthplace: Miami, FL&lt;br /&gt;-- Birthdate: March 28, 1985&lt;br /&gt;-- Current Location: Naples, FL&lt;br /&gt;-- Eye Color: dark brown...well, green with my contacts&lt;br /&gt;-- Hair Color: dark dark dark dark brown....though everyone thinks it's black haha&lt;br /&gt;-- Righty or Lefty: Righty&lt;br /&gt;-- Zodiac Sign: Aries&lt;br /&gt;-- Font: hmm...wingdings...how should i know?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ series 2 - your favorite ]&lt;br /&gt;-- Music: punk alternative&lt;br /&gt;-- Cartoon: powerpuff girls...that cartoon is genius also dexter's lab&lt;br /&gt;-- Color: teal&lt;br /&gt;-- Slushy Flavor: white cherry...because the red one turns your mouth...well, red:)&lt;br /&gt;-- Magazine: i guess teen people...but it's been disappointing me lately&lt;br /&gt;-- TV Show: i would have to say friends&lt;br /&gt;-- Song: they always change...right now it's "i feel so"&lt;br /&gt;-- Language: Gujarati&lt;br /&gt;-- Spice Girl: yuck...i'm not answering this question seeing that i hate all of them&lt;br /&gt;-- Food &amp; Beverage: amy food's good by me but i like cream soda A LOT!!&lt;br /&gt;-- Subject in School: art&lt;br /&gt;-- Weekend Activity: sitting in front of my tv or the internet&lt;br /&gt;-- Ice Cream Flavor: chocolate chip cookie dough...my mouth is watering just thinking about it haha&lt;br /&gt;-- Roller Coaster: THE HULK definitely...sigh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ series 3 - what is ]&lt;br /&gt;-- Your most overused phrase: "....like a crazy woman"..."you're nuts"&lt;br /&gt;-- The first thing you thought of when you woke up this morning: ....need....more....sleep....&lt;br /&gt;-- The last image/thought you go to sleep with: i guess whatever i'm supposed to do the next day&lt;br /&gt;-- The first feature you notice in the opposite sex: humor&lt;br /&gt;-- The Best Name for a Butler: jeeves&lt;br /&gt;-- The wussiest sport: golf&lt;br /&gt;-- Your best feature: i would say my lips...but i don't really know...you tell me:)&lt;br /&gt;-- Your bedtime: school nights: 10:30 weekends and summer: 12-2 am&lt;br /&gt;-- Your greatest fear: FROGS!!! i've had bad experiences&lt;br /&gt;-- Your greatest accomplishment: being the coolest indian girl in town!&lt;br /&gt;-- Your most missed memory: having water fights in my backyard with my friends in miami&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ series 5 - do you ]&lt;br /&gt;-- Take a shower everyday?: occasionally...i mean....yes&lt;br /&gt;-- Have a(any) crush(es)?: yea i guess so though my biggest one moved away:(&lt;br /&gt;-- Do you think you've been in love?: nope not yet&lt;br /&gt;-- Want to go to college?: of  course!&lt;br /&gt;-- Like/d high school?: i like it but i'm ready to go away now&lt;br /&gt;-- Want to get married?: yep&lt;br /&gt;-- Type with your fingers on the right keys?: nope &lt;br /&gt;-- Believe in yourself?: yea...well it depends on the situation&lt;br /&gt;-- Have any tattoos/where?: yea i have a skull on my butt&lt;br /&gt;-- Have any piercings/where?: nope&lt;br /&gt;-- Get motion sickness?: not most of the time...sometimes on airplanes, i HATE flying&lt;br /&gt;-- Think you're a health freak?: nope...junk food is my friend...unless when it comes to thigh size&lt;br /&gt;-- Get along with your parents?: yes, but there are some cases when i don't&lt;br /&gt;-- Like thunderstorms?: yea when i'm inside...when it rains is when the frogs come out ahhhh!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ series 6 - the future ]&lt;br /&gt;-- Age you hope to be married: about 25&lt;br /&gt;-- Number and Names of Children: i want 2 but i don't know the names&lt;br /&gt;-- Where do you see yourself at age 20?: studying hard in college becoming an architect&lt;br /&gt;-- Describe your Dream Wedding: as sappy as this is...doesn't matter as long as i'm getting married to the one i love&lt;br /&gt;-- How do you want to die?: well peacefully, in my sleep, when i'm really old&lt;br /&gt;-- What do you want to be when you grow up?: well i'm debating the careers of architect and waste disposal&lt;br /&gt;-- What country would you most like to visit?: australia!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ series 7 - opposite sex ]&lt;br /&gt;-- Best eye color?: doesn't matter...as long as they're funny&lt;br /&gt;-- Best hair color?: doesn't matter...though i am fond of electric blue&lt;br /&gt;-- Short or long hair?: short&lt;br /&gt;-- Best height?: just want him to be taller than me&lt;br /&gt;-- Best weight?: huh? that's kinda shallow isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;-- Best articles of clothing?: tshirt and jeans...i'm not hard to please hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ series 8 - other ]&lt;br /&gt;-- When's the last time you slept with a stuffed animal?: when i was about 6 or 7&lt;br /&gt;-- How many rings until you answer the phone?: the one before the one when my answering machine turns on&lt;br /&gt;-- What's on your mouse pad?: JOURNEYS...as in the store. it was free ok?!&lt;br /&gt;-- How many houses have you lived in?: 4...if u count condos in between&lt;br /&gt;-- How many schools have you gone to?: 5&lt;br /&gt;-- What color is your bedroom carpet?: mint&lt;br /&gt;-- Would you shave your head for $5,000 dollars?: after hesitating...i guess i would do it!&lt;br /&gt;-- If you were stranded on a desert island and you could only take three things with you what would you take?: a portable tv with recharable batteries, clothes, and a MAN haha&lt;br /&gt;-- What was the best time of your life so far?: i've had a lot...it's hard to pin point one time &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3322489-77847853?l=thatcrazygirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3322489/posts/default/77847853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3322489/posts/default/77847853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatcrazygirl.blogspot.com/2002_06_01_archive.html#77847853' title=''/><author><name>Priya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16583681783759645192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3322489.post-77789833</id><published>2002-06-15T15:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-06-15T15:54:53.863-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey peeps! again...i have procrastinated when it comes to blogging. (bows to blog god in hopes for forgiveness). not much is going on wiht me right now. just working like i've said before and working....out. hehe. (feels stomach) oh yea definitely getting buffer. haha. i'm listening to this kick ass Box Car Racer song! i love it. you know what song i also love??? Toxicity by System of a Down. i don't usually like heavy, metally type songs but i just love the drums in that song! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"cause i feel so mad i feel so angry feel so callused so lost confused again.....i feel so cheap so used unfaithful...let's start over...let's start overrrrr!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm going bowling tonight with amy and her future bf. lol ...it'll be fun. it's also because when it comes to bowling, i have to say that i'm not too shabby.  it could be beacuse i'm asian...sort of. does that count camille?? india's in asia so that MUST mean i'm counted as being asian!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i finished reading "Girl, Interrupted". it was a pretty good book.  it's hard to believe what goes through some people's minds sometimes. the girl in the book (also the author) once was like ripping her hands apart because she didn't believe that she was real. she was checking if she had bones....gross. i wanna read another book by her (susanna kaysen) called "Asa, as i knew him". i think it'll be good. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow's father's day. we bought my dad a set of golf clubs since he has this new golfing thing. lol.  first it was boating and now golfing....what next?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u guys are used to my randomness by now....soooooo.....ok here's something to think about ( but not too much, remember, it's summer)....anywho...isnt' it weird how there's so many stephanies but they're alll soo different?? let's look at the difference between stephane rispoli and stephanie lorenz. they are soooooooo different. i'm sure you guys would agree. isn't that weird though? when i hear "stephanie" i think cheerleader for some reason. it's just strange...i think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok that's my rambling for the day. camille we gotta hang out some time! i mean it! i haven't seen you allllll summer!!! and erin too! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3322489-77789833?l=thatcrazygirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3322489/posts/default/77789833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3322489/posts/default/77789833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatcrazygirl.blogspot.com/2002_06_01_archive.html#77789833' title=''/><author><name>Priya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16583681783759645192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3322489.post-77520320</id><published>2002-06-08T21:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-06-08T21:42:02.840-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello everyone! i'm sorry i haven't written in awhile.  i've been pretty busy believe it or not.  i don't have to drive to ft myers till thursday now.  that's great because driving there can be a drag when u do it everyday.  being there is fun though:)    i also have to work. makin the money. hmmm....been working out with amy. just little things like that that take up my day. i went to ft myers beach with amy and shanine one day. it was fun! and i saw Sum of all Fears with ashley statfeld and victoria. it was pretty good. i think it would've been better if i read the book though.  today i got to chill again and i watched the MTV movie awards in its entirety since i didn't get to the day it first was shown.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really need to download some songs and i would if my computer wasn't so poopy!!! here's some of them that i want to obtain:&lt;br /&gt;- "without me" by eminem&lt;br /&gt;-"i feel so" by box car racer&lt;br /&gt;- a couple songs by Avril Lavigne&lt;br /&gt;- "papa don't preach" the Kelly Osborne version&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;those are just a couple. haha...my mom and dad are watching some movie called Wildcats with goldie hawn. hmm what KIND of name is goldie anyways?? (rubs chin penisvely) hehe. this movie is VERY 80's. "ooo papa don't preach..i'm in trouble deep.....oh i made up my miiind....i'm keepin my baby ooh oooo" hehe i'm so silly&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3322489-77520320?l=thatcrazygirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3322489/posts/default/77520320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3322489/posts/default/77520320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatcrazygirl.blogspot.com/2002_06_01_archive.html#77520320' title=''/><author><name>Priya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16583681783759645192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3322489.post-77313353</id><published>2002-06-03T19:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-06-03T19:21:24.036-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>here's a list of things i have encountered recently that get on my nerves:&lt;br /&gt;--the dentist and his many metal scrapy tools&lt;br /&gt;--being around skinny people at the beach&lt;br /&gt;--girls that walk around they're neighborhoods at night with the least amount of clothing on them as possible (i just don't understand it!)&lt;br /&gt;--being mad at someone and then them turning it around making me feel guilty &lt;br /&gt;--being on the road with careless drivers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok i'm done:) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did i mention how much i love summer? muah haha....laziness....sigh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3322489-77313353?l=thatcrazygirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3322489/posts/default/77313353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3322489/posts/default/77313353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatcrazygirl.blogspot.com/2002_06_01_archive.html#77313353' title=''/><author><name>Priya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16583681783759645192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3322489.post-77238747</id><published>2002-06-01T20:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-06-01T20:27:09.830-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today was grrreat! i watched the ABSOLUTELY AUDREY (hepburn) MARATHON! this is included 4 movies which included Breakfast at Tiffany's, Sabrina, Roman Holiday, and My Fair Lady.  all of this required me to be a lazy bum today which was fine by me...considering it's summer.  i love days when i have absolutely NOTHING to do! hehe. i just can't believe that there's people that don't know who audrey hepburn is!!! that is nuts! cough amy cough. i'm gonna have to get her into classic movies. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3322489-77238747?l=thatcrazygirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3322489/posts/default/77238747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3322489/posts/default/77238747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatcrazygirl.blogspot.com/2002_06_01_archive.html#77238747' title=''/><author><name>Priya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16583681783759645192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3322489.post-77201992</id><published>2002-05-31T17:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-05-31T17:07:34.060-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>summer's here....woo hoo!  well i haven't done much so far.  me and amy started a "workout program.  hopefully, i'll be trim by the time school starts again:)   yawn...i'm tired. thinking about taking a nap. heck why not? it's summer anyways right?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3322489-77201992?l=thatcrazygirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3322489/posts/default/77201992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3322489/posts/default/77201992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatcrazygirl.blogspot.com/2002_05_01_archive.html#77201992' title=''/><author><name>Priya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16583681783759645192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3322489.post-77037320</id><published>2002-05-27T14:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-05-27T14:43:02.983-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>movies about people who love eachother make me happy....yet very sad at the same time. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3322489-77037320?l=thatcrazygirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3322489/posts/default/77037320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3322489/posts/default/77037320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatcrazygirl.blogspot.com/2002_05_01_archive.html#77037320' title=''/><author><name>Priya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16583681783759645192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3322489.post-76939695</id><published>2002-05-24T15:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-05-24T15:10:33.833-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>there is absolutely NOTHING to do in naples.  i'm here on a friday night bored off my butt. the truth is that i'm lazy at the same time so i really don't wanna do anything...but i do...but i don't.  get my drift?    graduation's tonight. it's finally hitting me that we won't have anymore of those great seniors now.  the prank was good but it could've been better.  i give em props for painting every car (excluding victoria's and a few others).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i finally let neil know how much of an asshole he is.  it felt....GREAT! see....everyone thinks i'm the type of person who is a pushover.  oh priya, they say, she NEVER gets mad at anyone.  well i did!  &lt;br /&gt;                              kewlioxoxo:  well i could tell that you were mad lol i don't wanna talk to a mad person lol&lt;br /&gt;                              hurleygirl385:  then don't&lt;br /&gt;                              hurleygirl385:  bye&lt;br /&gt;                              kewlioxoxo:  like i said mad &lt;br /&gt;                              hurleygirl385:  fine bye&lt;br /&gt;ha! well wasn't that lovely. some people are just so mean. he didn't even know why i was mad at him.  and i won't mention why:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have the hiz-house to myself tonight. so i think i'm gonna chill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;                              &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3322489-76939695?l=thatcrazygirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3322489/posts/default/76939695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3322489/posts/default/76939695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatcrazygirl.blogspot.com/2002_05_01_archive.html#76939695' title=''/><author><name>Priya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16583681783759645192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3322489.post-76821520</id><published>2002-05-21T18:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-05-21T18:29:30.016-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey guys. ok well the seniors are gone now. we're the oldest ones in the entire school. hehe. i'm gonna miss a lot of those seniors though.  some of them were such good friends and funny and all that good stuff.  i hope they all do good wherever they're going. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this summer i wanna do stuff. i don't wanna just ya know sit around on my butt. i wanna go to friend's houses have tiny little parties and go to ft meyers beach or something. i'll make this summer great. it's the first summer i have my car so that'll be good:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm gonna watch SCRUBS in a few. ok i hate season finale cliffhangers!!!!! on friends right....WHY DID RACHEL SAY YES TO JOEY? What's gonna happen with Ross!!? and on That 70's show....ARE DONNA AND KELSO REALLY GOING TO CALIFORNIA?!  BUT ERIC LOVES DONNA. WHY IS DONNA LEAVING!!!!!! the frustration. i'm telling you...the television industry is evil. they release these shows then u watch one episode and another and another till u watch the finale then they keep you in suspense for the ENTIRE summer!!! ahh. ok there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright well speak of the devil.. the shows starting. see ya:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3322489-76821520?l=thatcrazygirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3322489/posts/default/76821520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3322489/posts/default/76821520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatcrazygirl.blogspot.com/2002_05_01_archive.html#76821520' title=''/><author><name>Priya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16583681783759645192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3322489.post-76782118</id><published>2002-05-20T19:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-05-20T19:38:13.090-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Why am I on the INdex?! the whole point of this blog deal is so that i can have a place to communicate my inner thoughts to my CLOSESTS friends!  NOT ALL OF BARRON!!! ahh!   well i guess i'm just gonna have to write less personal stuff!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's only a couple more days left of school. (priya reassures herself to HANG IN THERE!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright well i'm pretty...yawn....sleeepy. so i'm gonna head of to bed.    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;before i do though...I'm sorry you're day was so crappy karen! tomorrow will be better I PROMISE. besides your mom and dad were right high school counts for NOTHING in the grand scheme of things.  :) &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3322489-76782118?l=thatcrazygirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3322489/posts/default/76782118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3322489/posts/default/76782118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatcrazygirl.blogspot.com/2002_05_01_archive.html#76782118' title=''/><author><name>Priya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16583681783759645192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3322489.post-76678716</id><published>2002-05-17T18:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-05-17T18:03:14.970-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh geez....i can't believe james is moving next year. but he told me he would be my date to prom next year!!!!  see how bad this is...i've liked this guy for 2 years and i finally drove him away. he's freakin moving back to canada. sigh. he told me he'd email me to keep in touch but i highly doubt that's gonna happen. i see me emailing him once then never talking to him again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a happier note....school is ALMOST over. we do absolutely NOTHING in school anymore. i still have to do my spanish report. i should work on that some time soon. I still gotta get 2 more senior sigs! i hope that they're here on monday. i'll be devastated if they're not cuz i'll never see them again!!! &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3322489-76678716?l=thatcrazygirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3322489/posts/default/76678716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3322489/posts/default/76678716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatcrazygirl.blogspot.com/2002_05_01_archive.html#76678716' title=''/><author><name>Priya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16583681783759645192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3322489.post-76586378</id><published>2002-05-15T12:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-05-15T12:25:37.666-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HEY! i'm so exhausted. in english we were watching Casabalca and my eyes wouldn't stya open!!! so i figured i'd close my eyes for a second and.....i wake up 30 minutes later.  and the cause of all this madness??....THE CONCERT LAST NIGHT!!!!! it was unbelievable!!!! it was me camille deven and ryan that went (parents driving of course).  we spent the whole car time playing uno or BS or playing the laughing/staring game.  camille was the best at that! well ryan was the best at making us laugh cuz he kept licking his gummy bear in disturbing ways. ok anyways....we arrived!!! the ice palace is so friggin huge. when we got there we got frisked and my brother got his  camera taken away! those bastards! nevertheless we went inside and waited for waht seemed liek forever for Jimmy eat world. finally the curtain opened. sigh! they were great. i wish they could've played a little bit longer but it's ok. green day came on next and they were awesome too! they got people from the audience to play a song and stuff. it was cool! then ....BLINK!!!!!!   i gotta say the best part was when travis played his drum solo upside down. that was total awesomeness!!!! i loved how tom was dancing and stuff. they were just funny and the show was great...just great! so after 4 hours of screaming, singing and head bobbing we headed home.  we all fell asleep right away. it was a great day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was awesome cuz i wore my blink shirt and my J.E.W buttons and i could see the envy in people's eyes. muah hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well yearbook signing time has arrived. i still gotta make my make shift yearbook!!! and i gotta do about a billion other things too. see ya&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3322489-76586378?l=thatcrazygirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3322489/posts/default/76586378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3322489/posts/default/76586378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatcrazygirl.blogspot.com/2002_05_01_archive.html#76586378' title=''/><author><name>Priya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16583681783759645192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3322489.post-76373149</id><published>2002-05-09T16:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-05-09T16:17:27.150-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>all i have to say is...WOOO HOOOO!!!! AP's ARE OVER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! spanish was a bitch, english was easier but still a bitch to take. i'm free now! yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well tomorrow is...dum dum duuuuum...PROM.  i had always envisioned me going to prom with a date and a buncha friends in a limo. yet the sad reality is that i'm going alone and in my car.  the car ride isn't even gonna be fun. i'm gonna be in the mood to sing and scream and stuff but there'll be no one with me:(   it's alright though.  prom will be fun nonetheless.  oh and before the dance is deborah's party. that'll be cool...hopefully i'll find victoria and jordan right away and won't have to stand around looking like an idiot till i do.  geez....can u guys sense my optimism today or what?! hehe   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jumping back to the subject of ap's....me victoria isabelle and ashley went to tcby after the english one today. i treated myself to a cookie dough..mmmmm.....coooookie dough:) then we went to the mall. we didn't spend much time there but ashley bought a "celine dion's greatest hits" cd for her boyfriend's sister. and victoria bought an old jimmy eat world. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that reminds me...the concert's in like 5 days!! yay!   i'm gonna faint when i see blink. and jimmy eat world too of course. sigh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now for a bit of J.E.W (yes it IS a weird abbreviation)..."it's how the hustle goes, see what the jukebox knows....Bum bu rum bum ra bum bum bum bum....put my last quarter in (or is it on?), i play authority song....honesty, a mystery tell me i'm not scared anymore ahhhh ahhhh, i've got a secret purpose i dont' see ( something something) ahhhhh ahhhh...do iiiiii iiiii iiiiii?" alright that's it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh i got a manicure today. my nails are currently pink...as to match my lilac dress:)  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea so that's all i have to say about today. i'll let my faithful readers know how prom goes even though some of you poopyheads who are to remain anonymous (camille karen and amy) aren't going! ugh! hehe &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3322489-76373149?l=thatcrazygirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3322489/posts/default/76373149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3322489/posts/default/76373149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatcrazygirl.blogspot.com/2002_05_01_archive.html#76373149' title=''/><author><name>Priya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16583681783759645192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3322489.post-76230339</id><published>2002-05-06T12:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-05-06T12:37:49.420-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wow...i haven't updated in awhile. sorry about that. to sum everything up in a nutshell.....our positron comic was a succes...uhh...i finally took the SAT's. hope i got a half way decent score! i have 2 AP's coming up (oh joy). I saw SPIDERMAN. awesome....awwwesome. hmmm what else?  prom's on friday. no date but it'll still be fun! cept the fact that someone was so rude as to sit themselves down at our table! ugh! how rude. well i'm sorry there's not many details but i should get going. gotta study for those great tests coming up. wooo hoooo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3322489-76230339?l=thatcrazygirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3322489/posts/default/76230339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3322489/posts/default/76230339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatcrazygirl.blogspot.com/2002_05_01_archive.html#76230339' title=''/><author><name>Priya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16583681783759645192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3322489.post-76023755</id><published>2002-04-30T19:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-04-30T19:18:54.300-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i can honestly say that today has been the most depressing day in my whole entire life.  and it would take too long and would cause too much embarassment to say why.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3322489-76023755?l=thatcrazygirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3322489/posts/default/76023755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3322489/posts/default/76023755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatcrazygirl.blogspot.com/2002_04_01_archive.html#76023755' title=''/><author><name>Priya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16583681783759645192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3322489.post-75828549</id><published>2002-04-25T17:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-04-25T17:59:02.333-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok well this is the last of the james/prom chronicles.  today was his bday so i wished him a happy birthday and then i asked "so do you know if ya wanna go to prom yet? (yes i finally asked him the other day) and he said i was the only one who remembered his birthday. then he said that he had a hockey tournament everyother friday and he was going this friday. so we checked my planner and prom falls on one of those fridays. he told me that he was REALLLLY sorry. i could tell he meant it ftom the look on his face. and i said that it's ok and that i understand and that he really didn't have to say that he was sorry. he said "well if you still wanna go with me next year i'll come with you because i am sooo sorry". haha. damn him for being so nice. sigh.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mrs. doerr bitched out camille today. not cool....not cool at all!  and then she points and me and says "you better not be goofing around!"...i know that camille didn't do ONE...ONE lab!! but what the freak! i didn't even say or do anything while she was having a cow in front of the class. holy mother! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK WILL AND GRACE IS COMING ON!!!&lt;br /&gt;more later................................&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3322489-75828549?l=thatcrazygirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3322489/posts/default/75828549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3322489/posts/default/75828549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatcrazygirl.blogspot.com/2002_04_01_archive.html#75828549' title=''/><author><name>Priya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16583681783759645192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3322489.post-75621475</id><published>2002-04-20T09:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-04-20T09:05:54.350-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>well in the lastest prom news...i found out that he doesn't really wanna go with her so i tried asking twice but one: he wasn't at school, and two: he was home when i called.  frustration!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so me and camille saw THE SWEETEST THING last night. it was pretty freakin funny.  haha. oh by the way i'm done with the first page of positron camille!  all those that are anticipating the comic...be patient. we're almost done with the first episode.  hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mom's having this little dinner thing tonight at our house. a potluck...if you will. there's gonna be like a gazillion people here. ok well maybe only like 25 or 30. my fam's cleaning up the house. my bro's cleaning up his room listening to Dammit. lol...i love how i just completely reverted him from rap to rock.  my mom thanks me like everyday. she's like "oh  i'm so glad we don't have to listen to that rap crap!" haha. i cleaned up my room listening to jimmy eat world and eve 6.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i gotta work today with a guy that i haven't met yet. alone again. i just LOOVE how my parents tell me these things way in advance. (they actually told me yesterday). i feel so lazy right now. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3322489-75621475?l=thatcrazygirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3322489/posts/default/75621475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3322489/posts/default/75621475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatcrazygirl.blogspot.com/2002_04_01_archive.html#75621475' title=''/><author><name>Priya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16583681783759645192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3322489.post-75555584</id><published>2002-04-18T12:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-04-18T12:11:28.430-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ya know...i try being nice to people and what do they do? they ask the guy you've been obsessing over for the last 2 years to prom. what is up with that? SHE"S A SOPHOMORE!!! her time for prom hasn't even come yet! i'm am soooo pissed off. it just made my whole day miserable. anyways...i decided that i'll still ask him.  i have nothing to lose right? imean what if he doesn't wanna even go with her? what if the whole hockey excuse was just to be nice? i'll regret it if i don't ask so i gotta do it. i'm going to prom with james...and that's that! hehe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3322489-75555584?l=thatcrazygirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3322489/posts/default/75555584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3322489/posts/default/75555584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatcrazygirl.blogspot.com/2002_04_01_archive.html#75555584' title=''/><author><name>Priya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16583681783759645192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3322489.post-75445111</id><published>2002-04-15T18:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-04-15T18:29:02.670-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wow...i'm really slacking off on this blogging deal.  anyways...hmm, where did i leave off? oh yea..that whole work/kyle thing. it wasn't a big deal or anything so i'll just talk about something else. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just found out that there's like 6 or 7 more kids from BC that have blogs (thanks to THE INDEX).  hmmm, me camille and victoria (and occasionally karen) aren't alone after all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok this is a total girl thing but i'm starting to wonder if i'll ever have a boyfriend before high school is over. ugh! and prom's coming up. i still have to work up the nerve to ask james.  hopefully, i'll stop being a sissy and just do it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel like drawing or something. (pensively rubs chin)....what should i do?....maybe i'll work on the Positron story. hehe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3322489-75445111?l=thatcrazygirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3322489/posts/default/75445111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3322489/posts/default/75445111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatcrazygirl.blogspot.com/2002_04_01_archive.html#75445111' title=''/><author><name>Priya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16583681783759645192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3322489.post-75349641</id><published>2002-04-12T20:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-04-12T20:54:54.266-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello there. well today was a pretty hectic day for me. afterschool, i came home , changed, and went to the mall. i went shopping (i bought a shirt from the gap) and then went to work. kyle was working btu the thing my parents failed to tell me is that both of them weren't going to be there, leaving me and kyle....alone. oh geez.  he kept calling me "hey girl" for awhile cuz he couldn't figure out my name. haha....oh i'm gonna watch SERENDIPITY again. i'll write more later!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3322489-75349641?l=thatcrazygirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3322489/posts/default/75349641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3322489/posts/default/75349641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatcrazygirl.blogspot.com/2002_04_01_archive.html#75349641' title=''/><author><name>Priya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16583681783759645192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3322489.post-75256179</id><published>2002-04-10T12:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-04-10T12:38:44.890-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sorry...i know i know....it's been 3 days. i haven't had time ok?!  i've got so many damn things going on! well me and camille are starting a comic...The Adventures of Positron. it's so awesome!!!! you'll have to wait to find out the details cuz we're just started creating the characters. HAHA....i'm so excited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and victoria were wearing the same colors today. orange and khaki. that's all....i just wanted to make a statement. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't really have anything to say.....hmmmm......this is a first....oh! my aunt's coming in about 2 hours. that'll be cool. then 4 more days and she's off....WITH MY GRANDPARENTS!!!! (claps hands in excitement!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still debating how i'm gonna ask james to prom. i sent an email asking how spring break went. gotta keep the convo going so that we don't completely lose touch. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok seriously...i can't think anymore. see ya:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3322489-75256179?l=thatcrazygirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3322489/posts/default/75256179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3322489/posts/default/75256179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatcrazygirl.blogspot.com/2002_04_01_archive.html#75256179' title=''/><author><name>Priya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16583681783759645192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3322489.post-75132939</id><published>2002-04-07T08:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-04-07T08:49:12.540-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>YES!!!! there's exaclty ONE week left!!! one week left of the madness! then i'll be free. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok so that kyle guy that i work with is cute but he gets kinda annoying sometimes. he's my age and he's a "biker". and that's ALLL he talks about. "man i'm gonna go BMXing today. you wouldn't believe how much i spend on bikes. people complain about the 100 dollars for skateboards well try THOUSANDS...that's how much i have to pay for each bike that i get" and blah blah blah. other than that he's a nice guy. but he doesn't really talk about anything else except his damn bikes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i saw THE OTHERS last night. it was pretty good. it wasn't THAT scary. it might not be out on video yet but my mom's friend used to own a video store (Video-rom in pavilion) and she still gets the buyers previews. sorry for the confusion victoria. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"i've been crawling in the dark looking for the answersssss".  well that was random. hmmm let's see....oh yea. spring break is over.  it's so funny how people make plans (such as renting rooms in Universal) for spring break but never end up doing them. i don't know about other people but spring break is the right amount of time to be lazy. i mean xmas break is a week longer so you get bored quicker. but it's like...what can u do in a week?  so...as crazy as this sounds i really don't mind going back to school. i think it's because i can't stand being in my house at the moment. like i said....one more week. (priya reassures herself)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh i took ACT's yesterday. it wasn't worth having that panic attack that i was having before it.  the only part that i kinda gave up on toward the end was the science reasoning. no big whoop though. hehe. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well...i've already gotten commands from both mother and gm today. looks like it's a day of cleaning my room, vacuuming the whole house and reading. please, someone, help me contain this excitment. (that was sarcastic, by the way).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3322489-75132939?l=thatcrazygirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3322489/posts/default/75132939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3322489/posts/default/75132939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatcrazygirl.blogspot.com/2002_04_01_archive.html#75132939' title=''/><author><name>Priya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16583681783759645192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3322489.post-11439429</id><published>2002-04-03T20:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-04-03T20:18:51.506-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HAHAHAHHAHA!!! i got the tickets!!!! they're mine...allllll mine. ok well just one of them is mine while the other three belong to camille, the brat, and his friend ryan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok so this pretty cute guy was ACTUALLY flirting with me at the store today! yep yep. I, Priya Patel, have been hit on. he's like "can you show me this sticker? i'm sorry i'm wasting your time...you're sucha peach" i respond "thanks?"  i tried flirting back (not really good at those type of things) but u gotta remember i was working with my mother. then he finally picked the sticker he wanted (after i picked it and he told me that i have good taste). he looks at the line for the register and goes "woah that's a line and a half....can ya sneak me in there....peach?" me: "yea i'll see what i can do" i ended ringing him up in the order he would've come in anyways. he was cute but not THAT cute. hehe. then he's like "bye...i'll see ya later....thanks you're a sweetheart" and i was like "byyyyye (sigh)" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like 99% of the people that came into the store were either HOT guy clusters or people from our school...including david theiss (who actually talked to me!!!)....holly boot...CAMILLE!!....lindsay desmarais...and many other folk from that building that we dread going to everyday (school).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm bored right now. i was gonna watch One Crazy SUmmer but the friggin VCR didn't tape it. so now i'm gonna watch a rerun of SNL. there's like 14 people on my b-list but they're people i don't really talk to. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mom finally joined me in going insane from my gm. she's like "How can you hide it? you hide it so well!!" i'm like "yea i've been doing for a couple years"...meaning hiding the fact that i cannot stand the woman.  guess i'll have to retreat to Victoria's a couple more times till the agony's over. which will be like 10 days now. what a way to spend spring break! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yay....my grrreat bro's home. lemme answer the door before he has a hissy-fit. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3322489-11439429?l=thatcrazygirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3322489/posts/default/11439429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3322489/posts/default/11439429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatcrazygirl.blogspot.com/2002_04_01_archive.html#11439429' title=''/><author><name>Priya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16583681783759645192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3322489.post-11377279</id><published>2002-04-02T06:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-04-02T07:01:22.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>omg....me and victoria are so into Jimmy Eat World right now. they are so awesome that i wanna marry them. hehe. seriously if you haven't heard their music yet go out and get the CD. you won't be disappointed. i'm listening to it as i type. "i wanna fall in love toooooniiiight"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok so moving on....i tried to write an entry yesterday but the great blog (bows and makes cult signal with hands) wasn't moving fast enough. i think there were too many people using it. well this is what i wanted to say:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the day before yesterday i went to Islands of Adventure. ok that place is nothing but awesomeness! my fam wanted to go to busch gardens but since it was MY birthday we went there.  it's unusual that they agreed with me for once. my favorite ride is THE HULK!!!!!  the way that it starts is sooooo cool!!!!  ya think it's gonna inch up but no....it blasts off. ZOOM! like that. u know what i noticed? the population of hoochies is growing at theme parks. everywhere i went there was like a group of rather chunky girls dressed in heels and tops that barely covered them.  oh and for the ones that went on water rides.....YUCK!!! eww eww. i'm cringing just thinking about how see through those shirts were.  apart from these people who did NOT know how to dress comfortably at a theme park were HOT GUYS! whew! there weren't many but when they were seen they were nice to look at.  i turned around once to talk to my mom through Seuss Landing and there was like a group of extremely good looking guys. now why don't they live in naples?!  there's SOME hot guys here but they're mostly at naples high. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i decided that i'm getting rid of my imood. it's too much updating. (ok my great grandma is talking to herself, yep they're STILL here!)....anyways, i'm gonna change my description once in awhile instead. notice the new description ^. it's from a song of....yep....Jimmy Eat World.  so that's the plan. today i'm not doing much. i'm gonna call vic to see if she wants to do anything. tomorrow i gotta work. i have so many things to accomplish before break ends:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-get tickets for concert&lt;br /&gt;-read 1984...and do worksheets and such on them&lt;br /&gt;-get out of this nervous breakdown i'm having cuz the ACT's are this saturday&lt;br /&gt;-take the ACT's this saturday&lt;br /&gt;-and other things that i just can't remember&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's it for now. if anyone cares to do anything entertaining today give me a buzz.:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3322489-11377279?l=thatcrazygirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3322489/posts/default/11377279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3322489/posts/default/11377279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatcrazygirl.blogspot.com/2002_04_01_archive.html#11377279' title=''/><author><name>Priya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16583681783759645192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3322489.post-11260469</id><published>2002-03-29T14:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-03-29T14:36:50.556-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>well yesterday went well. the only part that was negative was going out to dinner. i went with my family and my family includes my grandma and welllll.....ya know. she always puts her legs up on the seat at restaurants. it's soooo embarassing cuz the woman has no manners. the rest of the day was great though. i was wired from all the chocolate people gave me ( see below).  karen put a message on the announcements that said "happy birthday to priya patel from all your friends". she even had to go through those scary people to get that message. thanks karen. hehe.  and victoria wrote "happy birthday priya--from victoria" in big letters on mrs.doerr's board. everyone knew it was my birthday hehe. i then proceeded to the y afterschool. john and neil went fishing so i went with only brittany.  i then went home....took a shower and went to the mall with amy. i made her spend like forever in wet seal. it's a long story. i went to work today. there's a new guy kyle. oh wow. talk about hotness. he's pretty nice too. and i felt important cuz he didnt know how to work the register yet. he would either say "priya hook me up" or he would ask me to show him how to ring something up. sigh. hehe. ok i'm done. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sooooo now.....i'm gonna get ready for stephanie mansour's bday. we're going to dinner and bowling. how original hehe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3322489-11260469?l=thatcrazygirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3322489/posts/default/11260469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3322489/posts/default/11260469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatcrazygirl.blogspot.com/2002_03_01_archive.html#11260469' title=''/><author><name>Priya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16583681783759645192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3322489.post-11226187</id><published>2002-03-28T14:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-03-28T14:38:06.046-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It'S My BiRtHdAy!!!!!! WoOoO hOoOoO!!!!!!!   i'm so wired on all the chocolate....everyone just remembered that i like chocolate so they got me some, HAHAHA!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by the way....for some entertainment go to www.thirdsun.net   look for "black thong pig"....that's mine. MuAh HaHaHa!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3322489-11226187?l=thatcrazygirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3322489/posts/default/11226187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3322489/posts/default/11226187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatcrazygirl.blogspot.com/2002_03_01_archive.html#11226187' title=''/><author><name>Priya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16583681783759645192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3322489.post-11155152</id><published>2002-03-26T16:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-03-26T16:55:43.526-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok i literally think that i am going insane in this house. i learned today that i'm not the only one. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;neil just called me to see if i'm gonna wear my thong tomorrow.  haha. him and john are gonna bug me until i say yes and show them proof. I'll NEVER give in....at least not unless there some cash involved...heehee. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;font face="verdana"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.boomspeed.com/hippieana2/unique.gif"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.boomspeed.com/hippieana2"&gt;What is YOUR Highschool label?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok well that's it for now. i have so many things to think about....concert, chem test, PROM and how i'll never get a date, and several other things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3322489-11155152?l=thatcrazygirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3322489/posts/default/11155152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3322489/posts/default/11155152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatcrazygirl.blogspot.com/2002_03_01_archive.html#11155152' title=''/><author><name>Priya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16583681783759645192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3322489.post-11111242</id><published>2002-03-25T13:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-03-26T12:23:31.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so my little birthday thing went good. everyone who reads this blog was probably there but here it goes anyways:&lt;br /&gt;so i met up at pf changs with amy karen and victoria at 5:30 to out in our name for the table. it was gonna take like 1 1/2 hours to get in anyways.  so we stayed in amy's car listenign to her awful ghetto music. anyways the time had come to go in and camille and erin came shortly.  then we sat down and john and neil came in.  as soon as they sit down they hand over a box and say "open it...NOW!". after much argumentation i finally started ripping away at the box.  when i finally got it open i found a 1 foot long....dead fish.  omg....i cannot even begin to wonder where both of their minds went wrong. then when i got over that box they hand me another one and neil says "ok this is your real present" so i open it up and what lay inside but a lacy black thong. oh boy the night was going oh so well already. anyways....we all ordered dinner (we all being me victoria karen amy erin camille brittany neil and john).  james didn't come but i didn't seem to care. he called my cell like 5 min and said "oh my gosh priya. i got home so late night and i took a nap and i JUST got up! i can't make it to dinner but i'll see ya at the bowling alley" i laughed and said it was ok and that we were having fun and he said "alright i'll meet later ok? i'm coming. happy birthday ok? see ya."  it was so cute. just because of the way that he said it. ok so we ate our dinner which consisted of like 10 different kinds of chicken. the food was AWESOME! yum. i'm getting hungry just thinking about it. victoria was definitely right about the food. so we were just about to finish there when yet ANOTHER interesting thing happened. the waiter came up to our table and said that the manager was gonna some desserts but canceled or got mad or something and so he would give us any dessert that we would want for free. as long as we moved to the patio. so all 9 of us get up and move outside. we ordered 2 chocolate cakes, an apple pie, a chocolate torte, a cheesecake, and like 2 more things plus a little piece of macadamia cake for me for my bday (candle and all). the waiter told us that we just got about 80 dollars worth of dessert for free! oh my. it was soooo much food.  we also got like 4  huge bowls of vanilla ice cream for free. it was so much fun but it was time to go bowling so we all payed our checks and went.  &lt;br /&gt;james was at the bowling alley when we got there already. he told me which lanes we got and told me that i had to check in with them so i did. before we started bowling i opened up my presents. these are great gifts i got from my friends:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;victoria- pajamas, G.C for a manicure&lt;br /&gt;karen- victoria secret bath set&lt;br /&gt;amy- balloons, lipgloss, mints(trying to tell me something ames?), 10 pack of reese's (which neil ate mostly of), candles&lt;br /&gt;brittany- a "forever a friend" picture&lt;br /&gt;camille- fenix tx cd&lt;br /&gt;erin- godiva chocolates, 10 GC for the mall&lt;br /&gt;james- victoria secret bath set (like karen)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then we bowled. on one lane it was erin camille brittany amy and victoria. on the other was me james karen neil and john. we had so much fun. everyone had a pretty good game. karen didn't think she was doing very good but she was.  james was a fast  bowler. he didn't really hit mayn pins but the ball was going like 25 mph! neil was pretty good cuz he "used to bowl on a league". haha. i got 112 on my first game. amy had to leave after the 1st game so we said bye to her and played again. this time i got 121...a new record for myself. haha! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was a good night. i had a lot of fun. everyone asked me why i didn't seem very excited about my birthday and i said that it was because i wan't 17 yet. i'll have to wait 2 more days for that. john and neil wanna get me drunk. ummm no.                              &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3322489-11111242?l=thatcrazygirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3322489/posts/default/11111242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3322489/posts/default/11111242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatcrazygirl.blogspot.com/2002_03_01_archive.html#11111242' title=''/><author><name>Priya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16583681783759645192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3322489.post-10941556</id><published>2002-03-20T12:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-03-20T12:17:16.796-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i just observed that we're kinda slacking off on entries.  well karen always did but even cult leader camille is getting skimpy when it comes to blogs. ok that was just a statement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways...oh i just watched Kids in the Hall. it's a good show, weird sometimes, but good. this is a quote that i thought was funny. you might not get it considering you didn't see the skit (or maybe youd did). &lt;br /&gt;Bruce McCullough says: "i call him 'the dog' because i couldn't think of a name for him. sometimes i think of calling him 'mammal with whom i live a lie' "&lt;br /&gt;hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(cough cough) ok looks like i'm in the final stage of recovering from sickness. that's always a good thing. hope i get better by the time saturday rolls around.&lt;br /&gt;ugh my grandma is even worse when i'm sick...."go to sleep. take some advil. go to sleep. take some dayquil. go to sleep. take some nyquil" i think she wants to kill me with all the drugs. luckily i say "i already took it" even though i didn't and "no, i'm not tired". ha! take that granny. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok i really really want a boyfriend. sorry for my incessant complaining but it's true. i'm sick of seeing all the couples in school that make out around every corner that i turn!! &lt;br /&gt;i just wish i could have someone....preferably a certain person. sigh. i guess my day will come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok i can't think of anything else to type....guess i'll see ya later&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3322489-10941556?l=thatcrazygirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3322489/posts/default/10941556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3322489/posts/default/10941556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatcrazygirl.blogspot.com/2002_03_01_archive.html#10941556' title=''/><author><name>Priya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16583681783759645192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3322489.post-10867305</id><published>2002-03-18T11:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-03-18T11:49:01.680-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>AHHHHH!!!!!!! GUESS WHO'S COMING TO MY BIRTHDAY THING?!?!?!   AHHHHHHHHH!!!!! &lt;br /&gt;(priya freaks out and faints.....then melts)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3322489-10867305?l=thatcrazygirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3322489/posts/default/10867305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3322489/posts/default/10867305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatcrazygirl.blogspot.com/2002_03_01_archive.html#10867305' title=''/><author><name>Priya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16583681783759645192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3322489.post-10844141</id><published>2002-03-17T19:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-03-17T19:15:30.876-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey hey hey....i'm soooooo sorry i have written in awhile. i almost got myself kicked out of the blog cult. haha!....so a couple of thing happened since my last entry. went to sydney's conert on thurs. it was soo awesome!!! she gave me chills. she is so gonna make it. me and vic could just hear her songs on the radio.&lt;br /&gt;friday-.....was interesting. in school we read two stories in english. here's the interesting part- the first story involved an indian girl marrying a canadian...ahh!!! and the second one was written by a man who had the same EXACT name as victoria's crush! how freaky. we both also had good days with both individuals.  my guy sat behind me in chem and spilled water on me and laughed when i cracked a joke (of course no one else noticed...hehe).  sigh...very good day. &lt;br /&gt;i also went to the Y. just me and the boys today (john, neil and marshall). it was fun as usual. also went to the mall with amy. both of us desperately needed to get out of our houses. &lt;br /&gt;saturday....i was a lazy butt all day!!! haha!&lt;br /&gt;today...i went to work. didn't feel like st. patty's day at all. went to wiggin's pass with the fam and went swimming at the clubhouse afterwards. i just had some brownies. mmmm mmmm. woah there's a freaky show on tv. this woman's like possessed or sex crazed or something.  haha. that's all. see ya later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;countdowns:&lt;br /&gt;my fake bday-6 days&lt;br /&gt;my real bday-11 days     woo hooooo!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3322489-10844141?l=thatcrazygirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3322489/posts/default/10844141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3322489/posts/default/10844141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatcrazygirl.blogspot.com/2002_03_01_archive.html#10844141' title=''/><author><name>Priya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16583681783759645192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3322489.post-10703253</id><published>2002-03-13T12:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-03-13T12:15:43.246-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wow i have gotten so many compliments on my "grandmother" entry.  maybe she serves as an inspiration of turning my anger into something funny.  whatever....enough about that.&lt;br /&gt;today was ok.  the only class i can say i enjoyed was history because we were in the band room and we could talk the whole time.  it was pretty fun talking to the people at my table (brittany, lindsay, amy, tim, chris, katie, and occasionally neil).  even mr barry or "DJ B" was being nice to me.  we listened to music and talked about bands we liked and stuff. DJ B told us that he thinks Bon Jovi's gay and that his music sucks. haha. it's funny to hear a teacher say things like that. it was cool.&lt;br /&gt;chemistry was chemistry. the boring class that i would've died in if camille, amy, lindsay and james(sigh) hadn't been in there. &lt;br /&gt;that boy is getting more gorgeous everyday.  it's impossible for me not to like him (sorry vic). &lt;br /&gt;you know what? i gotta stop being so negative about myself.  most of the time i'm just kidding around when i talk about what a dork i am. i am a dork, don't get me wrong, but the fun kind.  i wish i didn't care so much of what people thought of me. &lt;br /&gt;here i go with my randomness again but- today i explained to ashley why i didn't want to hang out with her. she was being really obnoxious and kept asking "but why?" and "i dont' understand" after every single thing i said.  first i todl her that we didn't have the same interests.  at this point she starts going on about how we both like going to the movies and the mall. i'm thinking...yea so does everyother teenager in naples but i'm not friends with all of them.  so that was pointless because i wasn't getting through to her. then i told her that my mom said i couldn't hangout with her.  and she asked if i told my mom about the drugs/drinking/nonvirgin thing. and i said yes because everyone already knew and i tell my mom almost everything.  so then she told me that it's weird if that's the only reason why i don't wanna hang out with her. so then i'm like....ok you wanna know the truth?. yes, she says.  "you're ok to talk to in school. but out of school u wouldn't be. i hang out with friends afterschool and a friend to me is someone i can trust but i can't trust you. so i can't really be your friend" then she asked if it was because she told james i was immature and i said yes. she said she felt bad that i felt like that but it didn't sound like she meant it. so that was that. whew.  what pissed me off is that while listing our "similar interests" she said "you like getting good grades and so do i ". she always has a way of making me feel like i'm the goody goody with no life just because i don't "roll".  whatever. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well i'm tired now. i hope that served my readers some entertainment for now. hehe. see ya:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3322489-10703253?l=thatcrazygirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3322489/posts/default/10703253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3322489/posts/default/10703253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatcrazygirl.blogspot.com/2002_03_01_archive.html#10703253' title=''/><author><name>Priya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16583681783759645192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3322489.post-10636856</id><published>2002-03-11T17:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-03-13T11:54:07.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey joe whatta ya know? ( i saw AI yesterday)&lt;br /&gt;ok well the india fest went well.  i  actually got to watch the entire show because i was only in a dance and a fashion show.  i loved our dance but i wish i could've also done a fast one like the other girls did.  i love doing fast dances. woo! it gets me pumped.  (we're going to PUMP-clap- YOU UP!)   sorry that just came into my head from SNL.  it was also cool cuz nithya came even though she was supposed to go to that math thing. i still don't understand why anyone woudl want to join a math club. ugh.  makes me nauseous just thinking about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know i was thinking and these are phrases that i say waaaaay to much:&lt;br /&gt;-seriously&lt;br /&gt;-are u serious?&lt;br /&gt;-....like a crazywoman/man&lt;br /&gt;-like (but every teenage girl uses this)&lt;br /&gt;-horrible&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh i talked to stephanie today. i'm still convinced that she might've had a thing for Tyler. haha.  just kidding&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to the Y with the gang today. everyone excpet brittany. i don't usually go except for fridays but john convinced me to go. he was acting pretty strange today. &lt;br /&gt;i don't understand boys.  can someone explain them to me? oh geez....i still have spanish hw to do. yaaaaay.  catch ya later.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3322489-10636856?l=thatcrazygirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3322489/posts/default/10636856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3322489/posts/default/10636856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatcrazygirl.blogspot.com/2002_03_01_archive.html#10636856' title=''/><author><name>Priya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16583681783759645192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3322489.post-10572881</id><published>2002-03-09T18:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-03-09T18:34:50.893-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>more on India festival tomorrow....too tired....must eat....it'll be like my 10th meal of the day too. haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3322489-10572881?l=thatcrazygirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3322489/posts/default/10572881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3322489/posts/default/10572881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatcrazygirl.blogspot.com/2002_03_01_archive.html#10572881' title=''/><author><name>Priya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16583681783759645192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3322489.post-10549405</id><published>2002-03-08T21:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-03-08T21:06:40.150-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>India Festival tomorrow!!!   woo hoo!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3322489-10549405?l=thatcrazygirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3322489/posts/default/10549405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3322489/posts/default/10549405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatcrazygirl.blogspot.com/2002_03_01_archive.html#10549405' title=''/><author><name>Priya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16583681783759645192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3322489.post-10536361</id><published>2002-03-08T13:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-03-09T18:33:55.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>well i'm really in the mood to post an entry into my blog. guess i'll just have to find stuff to talk about.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;countdowns:&lt;br /&gt;India Festival- 2days&lt;br /&gt;My birthday-  21 days&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Reasons why my grandmother drives me insane:( I REALLY need to vent my anger)&lt;br /&gt;- they have this domain over the kitchen now where i can't even step inside of it without getting interrogated&lt;br /&gt;-i can't find anything in this damn house because of all the "cleaning"&lt;br /&gt;-to my grandmother i'm chubby yet she never fails to feed me enough food to make me gain 5 more pounds for the day&lt;br /&gt;-everyday, i swear, they go through 10 minutes straight of burping and farting. must some kinda indian old people thing.&lt;br /&gt;- she repeats everything my mom says especially if she has NO clue what she's talking about&lt;br /&gt;-she treats me like a 2 year old still. always making sure to tell me to "do my homework" and "go to sleep" and other such nonsense things that an almost 17 year old doesn't need to be told&lt;br /&gt;-she hates everything i like and likes everything i hate&lt;br /&gt;-her loud obnoxious voice and how it seems to get louder in closed areas like the car or in public places where i can be seen&lt;br /&gt;-how teco arena used to be a symbol of my favorite hockey player but now is just the place where my grandparent's new condo is &lt;br /&gt;-how everytime we pass teco my grandmother yells "and there's TECO ARENA!!!!!!"&lt;br /&gt;-this has to do with my great grandmother- how after 17 some odd years, the woman still doesn't know my name but she knows everyone elses&lt;br /&gt;-that time when i was reading and my gm moved to the room i was in and proceeded to speak loudly with my g-gm&lt;br /&gt;-how she hogs my mom so that the only things my mom says to me while my gm is here are commands "u have to clean up your room...blah blah"&lt;br /&gt;-her  TACKY pant outfits &lt;br /&gt;-how her way of life consists of bargain shopping-including the holiday egg nog icecream she bought yesterday for 99 cents. wouldn't be surprised if she's a valued customer at the dollar store&lt;br /&gt;-how she actually cried cuz my aunt gained like 10 pounds ( how ridiculous is that?!)&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;ok that's all i can think of....whew that's feels a whole lot better.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3322489-10536361?l=thatcrazygirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3322489/posts/default/10536361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3322489/posts/default/10536361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatcrazygirl.blogspot.com/2002_03_01_archive.html#10536361' title=''/><author><name>Priya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16583681783759645192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3322489.post-10516127</id><published>2002-03-07T19:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-03-07T19:36:37.620-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A few questions to ponder over:&lt;br /&gt;What would Cheese say if they got their picture taken?&lt;br /&gt;Does the little mermaid wear an algebra?&lt;br /&gt;If a cow laughed real hard, would milk come out her nose?&lt;br /&gt;How do they get a deer to cross at that yellow road sign? &lt;br /&gt;If Fed Ex and UPS were to merge, would they call it Fed UP?&lt;br /&gt;If 7-11 is open 24 hours a day, 365 days a year, why are there locks on the doors?&lt;br /&gt;If love is blind, why is lingerie so popular?&lt;br /&gt;If vegetarians eat vegetables, what do humanitarians eat?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3322489-10516127?l=thatcrazygirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3322489/posts/default/10516127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3322489/posts/default/10516127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatcrazygirl.blogspot.com/2002_03_01_archive.html#10516127' title=''/><author><name>Priya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16583681783759645192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3322489.post-10468520</id><published>2002-03-06T16:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-03-06T16:44:09.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>well this week has been a pain in my ass.  the only positive thing about this week is that we only have 4 days of school.  i took my chem mid term today and half of my spanish. i got a friggin C on my spanish test!!! ugh! i hate spanish! i don't even know why i went all the way up to AP.  it's sucha frustrating class! anyways, i think i did pretty good on my chem test. it wasn't all that bad. tomorrow i have the rest of that damn spanish test, history, and english.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enough about tests. i'm getting all nervous just thinking about them. so the india festival is this weekend. i'm pretty happy with the dance we're gonna be doing. i get to do a lot of hip shaking. and coming from miami and all....shaking my hips is my "forte" like victoria would say. hehe.  if anyone's interested in coming, you can call me up or something. it'll be cool. i'm also gonna be in a fashion show (it's not as bad as it sounds). i do it every year. oh and i also am working in the beverage stall. yaaaay. (that was supposed to be sarcastic). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;speaking of sarcasm, i can't believe neil thinks i like him!!! i don't know if he's just saying that crap to piss me off again or if he really truly believes it.  that kid is so confusing. &lt;br /&gt;just because me and karen were kidding around and saying things like "oh neil you are sooo hot (sarcastically)" he thinks we're in love with him now. ohhh boy.  what we get ourselves into, kar? he asked me to go to the movies and stuff. what is going on!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still no update on that email by the way. i'm supposed to be cleaning my room right now but due to my extreme laziness i can't do it.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry for my randomness but why does ashley keep telling me about her "stoned/getting pulled over/rolling" stories? i'm so sick of it.  she sits by me in chem and i can smell the pot odor coming off her purse. holy cow.  and why did john ask her out? i guess he realized how she was because of the whole jessica sanders thing he did the same day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everyone else's lifes are so exciting. i need to find something to do now before my wednesday shows come on. maybe i'll snakeboard. or maybe not. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3322489-10468520?l=thatcrazygirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3322489/posts/default/10468520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3322489/posts/default/10468520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatcrazygirl.blogspot.com/2002_03_01_archive.html#10468520' title=''/><author><name>Priya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16583681783759645192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3322489.post-10304164</id><published>2002-03-02T10:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-03-02T10:23:12.900-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today's gonna be such an exciting day!!! first i'm gonna clean my room and then i get to sweep the lanai, then i get to do my homework!!! yay!!    at night i'm gonna try to fiigure out something ot do....i can't stay in this house forever ya know??   i'll prob. go to the mall or something.  if anyone's interested give me a call.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yea POP DISASTER TOUR COMING UP IN MAY!!!!!!   i need to buy the tickets!!! eek! i'm so excited&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3322489-10304164?l=thatcrazygirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3322489/posts/default/10304164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3322489/posts/default/10304164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatcrazygirl.blogspot.com/2002_03_01_archive.html#10304164' title=''/><author><name>Priya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16583681783759645192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3322489.post-10280672</id><published>2002-03-01T15:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-03-01T15:04:29.193-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so today is friday and it went by soooo friggin slow.  half of my classes are very boring. anyways it's over....for 2 days anyway. &lt;br /&gt;'today i went to the Y again. it was just me and brittany. we had fun though. we went on those virtual bikes. they are so unbelievably awesome, i tiring at the same time. we played b-bal with my bro and his little friends for awhile but that's about it.  we were only there for like 45 min. &lt;br /&gt;tonight i am going to vic the slick's and we are gonna watch some movies.  that's great cuz i desperately need to get out of this house. i can't stand my grandma!!!!!   i'm going nuts!   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still haven't found out who sent me that email but i swear before i grow old and die i WILL find out who did! hehe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3322489-10280672?l=thatcrazygirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3322489/posts/default/10280672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3322489/posts/default/10280672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatcrazygirl.blogspot.com/2002_03_01_archive.html#10280672' title=''/><author><name>Priya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16583681783759645192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3322489.post-10243584</id><published>2002-02-28T16:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-02-28T16:58:56.630-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey there.....so yesterday i went on a spanish field trip.  i am completely turned off of spanish humor.  it's the most retarded stuff i've ever seen in my life. don't u agree?  i mean no offense if you're spanish but i really can't get a kick out of a guy in a lion suit grabbing people if they sing badly while simultaneouly screaming "REEEEOOOOWWR!"      what made me even madder is that as an audience we had to sing STUPID commercial jingles...... for example, for a floor cleaner "para un piso limpio es.........(deep breath like you're smelling the most wonderful smell).....POEEEEEEETT!"    ahh! and we didn't even get payed!! &lt;br /&gt;there were a few benefits of this trip. one being that i was on tv.  true it was tv but it was SPANISH tv none the less.  second, i got to have conversations with the 3 hot guys from my spanish class.  (bryant,brett and sasha).  hehe. i'm so bad.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;speaking of boys, i don't know how many times i've said this and i'm sorry it's getting annoying but i dont' like james anymore.  really.  like me and karen discussed....if he were to ask me out then i would say yes but i'm not gonna talk about him like he's the most important thing or person in my life. so right now, i have no one.  i'll just dream about the gorgeousness of other guys. especially the seniors that will be leaving us next year. sigh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i GOTTA find out who sent me that "secret admirer" email!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3322489-10243584?l=thatcrazygirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3322489/posts/default/10243584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3322489/posts/default/10243584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatcrazygirl.blogspot.com/2002_02_01_archive.html#10243584' title=''/><author><name>Priya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16583681783759645192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3322489.post-10126204</id><published>2002-02-25T18:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-02-25T18:27:40.623-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today had no love in it--- there were 3 fights that i witnessed in school today.  i'm talking about the yelling kind not the physical kind.&lt;br /&gt;the first one was with brittany and leslie. that was kinda funny actually. i know it's mean of me to say but it was.  &lt;br /&gt;the second was with kristin dunlap and ashley. woo boy. that one i was cringing. &lt;br /&gt;the third involved these two girls that i don't know. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't know what the third was about but the first two were because of complicated stories.  whatever the case...today was very disturbing.   &lt;br /&gt;it seems like nowadays high school's all about is back stabbing.  geez....where is the love? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3322489-10126204?l=thatcrazygirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3322489/posts/default/10126204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3322489/posts/default/10126204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatcrazygirl.blogspot.com/2002_02_01_archive.html#10126204' title=''/><author><name>Priya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16583681783759645192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3322489.post-10084831</id><published>2002-02-24T18:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-02-24T18:10:15.470-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yesterday was very interesting.  i was bored off my butt the whole day when camille called and asked me if i wanted to go bowling.  yes....anything to get me out of this hell hole, i said. she picked me up and we went to the bowling alley expecting to meet mark and will there. but did they ever show up? no.  we decided to leave after we found out that it was gonna take awhile to get a lane (that was when the sorta cute guy gave us the free game coupon).  so then we went to hollywood 20 to check if we could catch a movie but it was already like 10:45 and being naples, the latest movie was 10:20.  so then we decided to drive around since both of us didn't want to go home.  we came across pine ridge middle (our old middle school) and we saw this construction sign and camille's like "we should take that sing haha" and then she pulls into the school!!!  i was like "no camille it's in front of a church. that's a sign!!" so she said that we would find something from the school to take. &lt;br /&gt;it was then we came across that first orange cone.  i was practically peeing in my pants of nervousness but camille runs right out, pops the trunk and sticks the cone in there while i was the "look out" haha!....then we ran inside the car and hauled butt outta there. boy was our adrenaline rushing!!!   that wasn't enough though. we needed more so we continued on to barron.  there we took another cone and put it and the PRMS cone on the roof of one of the samll buildings on the back. it did look like the building had horns ha!   we then proceeded to vineyards scoping out the road along the way to look for more stuff to steal.  we came to the vineyards and we took this "vineyards showcase" sign.  it took us 3 tries because of the other cars around us.  but i finally ran outta the car and pulled it outta the ground and it ended being like friggin huge! we couldn't even fit it into the car!!  so we stopped off at the community park and fit it into the trunk and got some water that was needed because of our tiring adventure.  we went back to barron got another cone and put it in camille's parking sapce (or was that on the first trip? i forget)   we also took the sign and another cone and put it in the middle of the patio where we eat lunch everyday. it was kinda miserable because no one would believe that we did it and it would probably be gone by monday. BUUUUT.....camille realized she had her camera and we took several shots of ourself in front of this accomplishment.  it was my time to go home now because i told my parents that i would be home by 12.  so camille dropped me off and that was the end of that&lt;br /&gt;.........until next weekend...MUAH HAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3322489-10084831?l=thatcrazygirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3322489/posts/default/10084831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3322489/posts/default/10084831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatcrazygirl.blogspot.com/2002_02_01_archive.html#10084831' title=''/><author><name>Priya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16583681783759645192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3322489.post-10049687</id><published>2002-02-23T15:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-02-23T15:11:23.176-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i am sooo extremely bored!!!! hey cult leader, where the heck are ya?!?! call me for the bowling thing tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm stuck here with my grandparents!!!!!   SAAAAAVE ME!  SOMEONE!                                          &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3322489-10049687?l=thatcrazygirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3322489/posts/default/10049687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3322489/posts/default/10049687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatcrazygirl.blogspot.com/2002_02_01_archive.html#10049687' title=''/><author><name>Priya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16583681783759645192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3322489.post-10046669</id><published>2002-02-23T13:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-02-23T13:11:29.740-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm getting very frustrated with blogger.  i've been "timed out" twice in a row! ahh! if it happens again, i will be sooo mad!!!   i'm sorry to all my loyal blog readers (victoria and camille) for not updating you. hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok so here's the deal:   Yesterday was a VERY interesting day.   in chem, i got to work by myself on a lab.  it was awesome because i got to do all of the fire involved parts and all the mixing.  haha.  it was almost as awesome as seeing that beaker explode on thursday. now THAT was awesome!!!! whew!  anyways, i got ot miss english because of the junior "FCAT party" woo hoo! missing that class is always a plus because it's the most boring class on the face of the earth.  if vic wasn't there with me (along with hot brett...muah haha)  i wouldn't survive.  the party was oooook. the biggest thing there was that i....get ready....WON A HUNDRED BUCKS!!! yay!  i don't even wanna spend it because it looks so pretty in my wallet. :)    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after school i went to the Y....and who happened to be there?  correct, james. this was thanks to neil who has a deal with me.  but i don't have to keep up my end anymore because he's POed at brittany. haha.   it was kinda depressing though cuz he really didn't talk to me at all. he smiled a couple times when i got a basket but nothing extraordinary. oh well.  neil called me afterwards and told me that he said that he had fun and probably would come again. so we'll see.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at night i went to this dinner thing....it was kinda boring and i was very tired due to the long week.  i was glad to get out of there.  i came home at like 2 because the dinner was in freakin port charlotte.  it's far.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this morning i was supposed to go to the special olympics to help out but i slept in.  it's ok though. karen told me that they had to many people there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tonight i am going glo-bowling with camille and the gang.  it's a yucky day today so and inside activity seems like a good idea.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gotta go continue being lazy today. if you know me give me call. see ya:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3322489-10046669?l=thatcrazygirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3322489/posts/default/10046669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3322489/posts/default/10046669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatcrazygirl.blogspot.com/2002_02_01_archive.html#10046669' title=''/><author><name>Priya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16583681783759645192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3322489.post-9829001</id><published>2002-02-17T16:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-02-17T16:32:50.240-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OK like victoria (www.notactbuthabit.blogspot.com)....the blog has timed me out after i just finished typing a long entry.  I mean you try to create a cult to honor the great Blog and it does nothing for you.  Geez...to think that i almost got into a fight with camille because she was insulting the great Blog (bows).  you disappoint me blog. you disappoint me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps--i'm not a real psycho i promise.  the cult stuff is just a joke. i mean who on earth would worship the blog? (bows).....i really gotta stop doing that    haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3322489-9829001?l=thatcrazygirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3322489/posts/default/9829001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3322489/posts/default/9829001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatcrazygirl.blogspot.com/2002_02_01_archive.html#9829001' title=''/><author><name>Priya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16583681783759645192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3322489.post-9729731</id><published>2002-02-14T12:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-02-14T12:26:24.760-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>if they had a t-shirt that said I SURVIVED VALENTINE'S DAY, i'd be wearing it.  i received several VDAY presents today mostly from my best friends who are the BEST PEOPLE IN THE WHOLE ENTIRE WORLD!!!   let's see...i got 2 cards, 2 carnations (from victoria), and a small box of chocolates(snoopy toy included).  neil gave me the chocolates.  he's being really nice to me lately and i think it's due to the fact that i'm friends with Brittany.  whatever....i can still say that i got a VDAY present from a guy.  hehe.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;moving ooon....2 people told me that i'm too nice today.  that's not exactly a good thing.  i hate being mean but when i have to...i think i am.  i hate when people tell me what to do but don't do it themselves.   ahh this blog thing....it's making me....emotional....MUST STOP!               see ya:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3322489-9729731?l=thatcrazygirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3322489/posts/default/9729731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3322489/posts/default/9729731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatcrazygirl.blogspot.com/2002_02_01_archive.html#9729731' title=''/><author><name>Priya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16583681783759645192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3322489.post-9699084</id><published>2002-02-13T16:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-02-13T16:01:44.706-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>www.stopmakingsense.blogspot.com   &lt;------haven't figured out links and such but this is my blog-cult-leader friend, camille's web site.   and camille if you're reading this ...about your post for today.....i hear ya.   i've got the be-cheesy-about-vday disease too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3322489-9699084?l=thatcrazygirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3322489/posts/default/9699084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3322489/posts/default/9699084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatcrazygirl.blogspot.com/2002_02_01_archive.html#9699084' title=''/><author><name>Priya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16583681783759645192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3322489.post-9698854</id><published>2002-02-13T15:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-02-13T16:23:24.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so tomorrow is valentine's day....ugh!   this is the day that never fails to make be totally depressed. ( by the way, sorry i haven't kept everyone posted on my VERY interesting life. hehe. )  back to Vday--well all hopes of having someone like me tomorrow are gone.  i THOUGHT this kid liked me cuz he asked me out...but it was basically so i could bring brittany along with me.  For those of you who know me...u know who i'm obsessed with...and the more i think about it the more i think about why i like him.  and i seriously don't know why i do.  my problem is that i always need someone to like.  it's my reason for coming to school everyday.  i mean i love seeing my friends but there's no one like "that guy".  i don't know how many of you guys agree with me but i need to get rid of this problem.  i really don't think i like this guy anymore...he's just "the guy i like" right now.  it's confusing.  i think i might like someone else more than this kid but i'm not sure. if you know me please don't ask me who it is because i probably won't feel the same way tomorrow.  Tomorrow will suck...COMPLETELY!    if i got a Vday card from the biggest geek in school....i would still be flattered and that would make my day.  Just knowing that someone likes me.  ok ok i'm done complaining now....hehe:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3322489-9698854?l=thatcrazygirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3322489/posts/default/9698854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3322489/posts/default/9698854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatcrazygirl.blogspot.com/2002_02_01_archive.html#9698854' title=''/><author><name>Priya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16583681783759645192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3322489.post-9589198</id><published>2002-02-10T16:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-02-10T16:56:22.070-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today i went to ft myers for dance practice. yes...i'm doing another indian dance, guys. hehe.  i also convinced my friend, Vanika, to get a blog. MUAH HAHAHAHA!  it's going around!  Camille, you wanna be the cult leader or shall i? :)   i just ate a healthy dinner: sandwich, baked potato, and corn.  i'm on a mission to get rid of this tummy and butt before prom. now i may not have a date yet...or probably won't ever get one.....but me and victoria REALLY REALLY wanna go...REALLY.  let's just hope a couple of decent guys ask us. &lt;br /&gt;i finished reading this book today called, I Was a Teenage Fairy.  It was pretty good and interesting but it was still no Harry Potter. lol   i took this quiz thing and found out that if i were an adult in harry's life i would be Dumbledore. cuz i'm trustful but i'm still weird lol. i'll try to get you that link just in case any of you are harry potter-maniacs like me.&lt;br /&gt;holy cow, i am full!  whew!   lemme go find that link....see ya&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3322489-9589198?l=thatcrazygirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3322489/posts/default/9589198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3322489/posts/default/9589198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatcrazygirl.blogspot.com/2002_02_01_archive.html#9589198' title=''/><author><name>Priya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16583681783759645192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3322489.post-9565657</id><published>2002-02-09T20:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-02-10T12:59:20.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OK well i just got back from Silver spoon. I went with ummm let's see....karen amy ashley camille erin and victoria.  It was awesome..like always, hehe!  we saw bryant anderson there. and he waved at me. sigh hehe. OH in response to victoria's blog, i will ask Kevin to do something. it's about time that we get ourselves some guy friends. and to think...a COLLEGE guy! eek!  Victoria made fun of me for the movie thing....and that kinda hurt.  my feelings are scarred. sniffle.....lol. yea whatever. &lt;br /&gt;AHHH my grandma is driving me nuts! can u believe she actually tells me that i need to lose weight?! she always says i'm on the chubby side.  she also doesn't like the way i wear my hair and she treats my brother like he's the angel. THAT'S CRAZY! ahh!   ok i'm done steaming....for now.  &lt;br /&gt;this blog trend is like a plague...everyone's starting one! karen just started one and victoria too!  DAMN THAT MILLS AND HIS BLOG! AND DAMN ASHLEY WHO FOLLOWED....hehe!  &lt;br /&gt;blah blah blah....i feel like typing but i can't think of anything to type. i'm "chalking" with kar and vic right now. &lt;br /&gt;Oh ok now my mom's telling me to get off so i gotta go. buh-bye:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3322489-9565657?l=thatcrazygirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3322489/posts/default/9565657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3322489/posts/default/9565657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatcrazygirl.blogspot.com/2002_02_01_archive.html#9565657' title=''/><author><name>Priya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16583681783759645192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3322489.post-9557055</id><published>2002-02-09T14:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-02-09T14:00:15.423-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well i FINALLY saw A Walk to Remember  with victoria after 3 tries. hehe. it was really good. i thought it wasn't gonna be that great on account that mandy moore was in it. But it was.  I cried my eyeballs out!  i'm sucha wimp when it comes to movies. i will cry if a dog dies or someone gets dumped or something. i think i get it from my mother. hehe.  that movie made me jealous. Especially with valentine's day coming around and such. If you didn't know already...VALENTINE'S DAY SUCKS BEANS!  I'm more than sure that Camille and Victoria would agree with me. Right guys? &lt;br /&gt;I looked at prom dresses at JcPenny's before i went to the theater. i found this really really pretty purple dress...but the only sizes left were either 1 size too small or 3 sizes too big. And i guess i'm gonna have to pay regular price for the dress because "prom season" is getting closer. i got my last 3 homedresses for the following prices: free (it was my mom's... $45 (on sale during summer)....$15 (also on sale). so i guess i'm gonna have to skip the being cheap part this year.  &lt;br /&gt;That's all for now. I'm gonna clean my room (exciting stuff!) and go to dinner tonight with mis amigas. :) BYE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3322489-9557055?l=thatcrazygirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3322489/posts/default/9557055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3322489/posts/default/9557055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatcrazygirl.blogspot.com/2002_02_01_archive.html#9557055' title=''/><author><name>Priya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16583681783759645192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3322489.post-9529223</id><published>2002-02-08T14:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-02-08T14:21:45.143-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>By the way....i'm still working on this blog thing so be patient with me. hehe:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3322489-9529223?l=thatcrazygirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3322489/posts/default/9529223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3322489/posts/default/9529223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatcrazygirl.blogspot.com/2002_02_01_archive.html#9529223' title=''/><author><name>Priya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16583681783759645192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3322489.post-9529172</id><published>2002-02-08T14:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-02-08T14:19:34.593-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hellooo....well a couple of things happened today. i got burnt. in chemistry. it's not something major like the side of my face or anything....just my finger and my thumb. AND IT HURTS! ow!  i went to go play basketball today after school.  Went with Brittany, John, Neil and this other kid Johnny. I had to leave in the middle of our "wiggers (the middle schoolers who wouldn't leve us alone) vs. Ballers (us)" game.  it was fun. oh another thing, james got "kicked out" of chem.  Mrs Doerr hates him. he's a good kid though. she's just really hard on him.  REALLY!  well i gotta go to some praying thing. I'll check ya later. BYE! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3322489-9529172?l=thatcrazygirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3322489/posts/default/9529172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3322489/posts/default/9529172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatcrazygirl.blogspot.com/2002_02_01_archive.html#9529172' title=''/><author><name>Priya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16583681783759645192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3322489.post-9501442</id><published>2002-02-07T19:17:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2002-02-07T19:21:56.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's getting late....i thought i was gonna type something up but i'm tired. yaaawn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3322489-9501442?l=thatcrazygirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3322489/posts/default/9501442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3322489/posts/default/9501442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatcrazygirl.blogspot.com/2002_02_01_archive.html#9501442' title=''/><author><name>Priya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16583681783759645192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3322489.post-9501434</id><published>2002-02-07T19:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-02-07T19:17:23.043-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi there! I'm Priya. I'm crazy. I'm Indian. and i'm a girl. But i'm sure you could figure that out already. i started this blog thing cuz it's the latest craze around Barron. EVERYONE'S doing it!! hehe. well read this thing whenever u want and you can send me emails at roxypri@hotmail.com        SEE YA LATER!:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3322489-9501434?l=thatcrazygirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3322489/posts/default/9501434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3322489/posts/default/9501434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thatcrazygirl.blogspot.com/2002_02_01_archive.html#9501434' title=''/><author><name>Priya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16583681783759645192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
