<?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-15397896</id><updated>2011-07-29T03:41:28.779-05:00</updated><title type='text'>When Penguins Fly</title><subtitle type='html'>Annika's thoughts and perhaps some ranting about life, college, and there will definately be penguins involved...somewhere...if the time is right....</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15397896/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15397896/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Annika</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YDILRTufcLM/SiSYxjh_f4I/AAAAAAAAACw/49QucDSwwe8/S220/annikazam.JPEG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>175</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15397896.post-2041292043182005532</id><published>2009-07-13T09:12:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T09:41:52.319-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Really really long blog entry</title><content type='html'>I left and am now back from " the other side of the world" as my cousin put it. No I was just in Guatemala. It was such a wonderful trip! I miss the food and the culture so much. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all I missed 4th of July.  I will admit I am not very patriotic, so I kind of made my fb status a joke the day after. I said something along the lines of, " 4th of july? what's what? When was it? Yeah I don't think they have that down here...I don't think I missed out."  As you may or not may know alot of my friends and I share the same rather liberal political views, so I was hoping they would understand that because I was in a different country at the time they would get the joke.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently one person was not so understanding, as he has more conservative views.  So he tells me that I am anti-american. Which really made me feel bad. So I talked with my friend who is from Guatemala and she related to a discussion we had had earlier that same day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To refer to the US as America isn't really the most correct way. The continent is America. So that includes Canada and Latin America. The better way to refer to the US is well to say The US or United States. Then I remembered in Intercultural Com class sophomore year that the correct term to refer to people from the US is 'US Americans'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So later I saw that person who said that I was un-American was on fb chat. I just asked him why he thought I was anti-American.  What ended up happening was that he took the discussion further than it needed to go and I ended up really upset because of what he said. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-First I explained the whole refer to us as the US not America, it's a little more correct. &lt;br /&gt;- Then he went into this whole thing about how I was ungreatful and if it wasn't because of the US we'd all be living in bamboo huts and eating leaves. &lt;br /&gt;- I said I was very greatful and that while he was born into the ' All American life' I was born in a country where I wasn't born in a hospital and I was sick and I am very greatful that my family wanted me to have a better home and put me up for adoption. I also added on that if I wasn't greatful I wouldn't want to go and learn about other cultures. &lt;br /&gt;- He didn't respond to that comment and continued to talk about how the US is the ' Free world'.&lt;br /&gt;- While I agree that in the US there are many many opportunities that other countries do not have when I think of the term ' the free world' I think of the Cold war. &lt;br /&gt;- I then pointed out that the US hasn't always been nice to other countries especially Central America.&lt;br /&gt;- This kid then said he didn't care what happened to Central America  in the 1980's and that what  a certain president ( not going to name names)  did was for the best interest   and that he was a great leader( I had previously told him about what that president had done to Guatemala during the 80's) &lt;br /&gt;- I then replied with, " So violating human rights is ok with you?"  (in the 80's this particular president was signing documents sending in military supplies to Guatemala to fund the 36 year civil war in Guatemala and the genocide of thousands of innocent indigenous people. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after that I really though this kid had taken this farther than it needed to go. I just gave up and said, " I'm really disappointed in you I'm going to go." So I haven't talked to this person since, and I don't plan to.  I think I did a good job at defending my point but I think he took it too far. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I worked at my new rink job yesterday and this rink worker was there, selling tickets for open skate. I guess he's been with the rink for 5 years.  I was in charge of the rink and all was fine, somehow we were talking and I dunno what's with this kid, he either has no social skills or is a complete ass hole. He told me he's been trying to get my job for 2 years and  he rudely gave me congrats for getting the job.  I just don't think that's very polite. The he went on about how he didn't understand as to why he didn't get the job.   Before he came my boss had been at the rink and told me  that the kid wasn't showing up yet and that I shouldn't be surprised if he doesn't show because he tends to do that alot and that yes he's driven the Zamboni but has no real formal training. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought about that when this kid was boring me to death as he bitched to me about how much he deserves to get paid as an ice arena worker. Through more random talk I could see why. He not only pointed out that he likes to do the bare minimum amount of work as possible. He had some interesting facts about the rink and stuff but he just came off to me as a rude know it all, and to be honest he was very condescending. Personally I can see why they didn't hire him in this supervisor position. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my opinion this position does not require the bare minimum it requires one to think logically and be prepared for any situation and deal with different people. This is alot of responsibility and not to be taken lightly. Plus I don't think that's a very nice way to treat your supervisor especially if you're looking to move in the job you don't talk to your supervisor like that (no matter how new they are). If you're rude to anyone higher up than you, I'm pretty sure the boss is going to hear about it no mater what.   There's a way to help out someone who's new  without being condescending and rude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywho that's all I have for now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15397896-2041292043182005532?l=whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com/feeds/2041292043182005532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15397896&amp;postID=2041292043182005532' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15397896/posts/default/2041292043182005532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15397896/posts/default/2041292043182005532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com/2009/07/really-really-long-blog-entry.html' title='Really really long blog entry'/><author><name>Annika</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YDILRTufcLM/SiSYxjh_f4I/AAAAAAAAACw/49QucDSwwe8/S220/annikazam.JPEG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15397896.post-5509522815600277169</id><published>2009-06-29T10:18:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T10:45:54.308-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Life...</title><content type='html'>I stat my third week of my internship today. I have interned/worked every day for the past week. I shouldn't complain because it's really good to be busy with stuff, today I'm not in the mood today to do anything. I have to say it could be that I might have pulled something in my back yesterday at work, instead of pulling my bicep muscles, I killed my back.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I leave for my trip on Wednesday at like 6 in the morning, I'm pretty much all packed with exception for a couple things. I can't decide which stuffed penguin I want to take. I want to take Lenny but he's a husky bird... Carl is not big into traveling ... and the little penguins I usually take are not as cuddly..... so I might end up taking Lenny.  I am excited to go, although I'm nervous about taking a plane all by myself. I think I can do it! I'm not the most patriotic person but I think it will be interesting to be in another country over the 4th of July.  I might keep a newspaper from the date to see like what kind of stuff is going on in another country while people back home are getting drunk, boating, having bonfires, and wearing alot of red, white, and blue. Perhaps there will be something in the news about our independence day and i'd like to see first hand how another country responds to hearing about the US in the news. It just might be interesting and a good learning experience. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still waiting for my new license to come in the mail, I'm glad I didn't loose my passport or anything like that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also I'm sad that several well known celebrities have died in the past week or so and I really respect that there are those grieving and I finally will admit I am going to miss Michael Jackson. He really was talented ( I guess I only was familiar with the Thriller album and those songs really get over played so I get annoyed with them). My mom and I sat and watched some music videos on VH1 classic last night, he really was good and I should have given him more credit, I was just too judgmental about his appearance. He was a pretty damn good dancer and some of his less popular videos are in my opinion really creative and totally the kind of stuff you can watch over and over because they're so interesting. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I know everyone's stupid facebook status's are all about people dying I thought I would mention a problem that directly affects an entire country, democratic stuff etc. etc. and possibly US relation to Honduras(which I could go on about...). The Honduran president was basically kicked out of the country by the Military....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://news.bbc.co.uk/2/hi/americas/8124154.stm"&gt; BBC Question and Answer Article giving a good description of the situation&lt;/a&gt; This came out June 29, 2009 ( today) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.cnn.com/2009/WORLD/americas/06/28/honduras.president.arrested/index.html"&gt; A CNN article about the situation in Honduras &lt;/a&gt; Dated June 28, 2009&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15397896-5509522815600277169?l=whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com/feeds/5509522815600277169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15397896&amp;postID=5509522815600277169' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15397896/posts/default/5509522815600277169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15397896/posts/default/5509522815600277169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com/2009/06/life.html' title='Life...'/><author><name>Annika</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YDILRTufcLM/SiSYxjh_f4I/AAAAAAAAACw/49QucDSwwe8/S220/annikazam.JPEG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15397896.post-3332667694659340551</id><published>2009-06-21T18:12:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T18:13:58.241-05:00</updated><title type='text'>FML</title><content type='html'>I lost my drivers license last night. Fuck... I have to pay for a replacement now. Ughh... NOT HAPPY AT ALL! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt so naked and alone without it today when I was driving to my new job, which I have to say is awesome. The brand spankin' new propane Zamboni at my new arena put the hunk of junk that my College had to shame, I know it's mean but seriously... this thing is badass...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15397896-3332667694659340551?l=whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com/feeds/3332667694659340551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15397896&amp;postID=3332667694659340551' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15397896/posts/default/3332667694659340551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15397896/posts/default/3332667694659340551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com/2009/06/fml.html' title='FML'/><author><name>Annika</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YDILRTufcLM/SiSYxjh_f4I/AAAAAAAAACw/49QucDSwwe8/S220/annikazam.JPEG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15397896.post-7301840754060571576</id><published>2009-06-18T20:09:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T20:10:39.447-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Uh...</title><content type='html'>I'm lame... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started my internship... that's about it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need booze. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to a baseball game... I am not into baseball... at all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never want to talk about parking downtown again...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15397896-7301840754060571576?l=whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com/feeds/7301840754060571576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15397896&amp;postID=7301840754060571576' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15397896/posts/default/7301840754060571576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15397896/posts/default/7301840754060571576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com/2009/06/uh.html' title='Uh...'/><author><name>Annika</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YDILRTufcLM/SiSYxjh_f4I/AAAAAAAAACw/49QucDSwwe8/S220/annikazam.JPEG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15397896.post-7922996800865547310</id><published>2009-06-11T00:33:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T00:36:30.142-05:00</updated><title type='text'>thursday...the plan</title><content type='html'>6:30 AM- wake up&lt;br /&gt;7:15 -10:30 Bloodbourne pathogen training &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12:00 go to Augsburg and hang out with my friend from Mexico&lt;br /&gt;2:00 Meet friend and go to prestons for food and booze&lt;br /&gt;5:00 - Pick up skates&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7:00-? party at Kari's but no drinking cuz i see the therapist friday... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh god tomorrow is going to be a long day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's 12:30 or so AM! Ahh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15397896-7922996800865547310?l=whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com/feeds/7922996800865547310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15397896&amp;postID=7922996800865547310' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15397896/posts/default/7922996800865547310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15397896/posts/default/7922996800865547310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com/2009/06/thursdaythe-plan.html' title='thursday...the plan'/><author><name>Annika</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YDILRTufcLM/SiSYxjh_f4I/AAAAAAAAACw/49QucDSwwe8/S220/annikazam.JPEG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15397896.post-2047223774684912388</id><published>2009-06-08T19:16:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T19:19:33.288-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Another poem</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Cats&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they have fur&lt;br /&gt;It's everywhere&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I can't breathe&lt;br /&gt;and that just sucks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They purr&lt;br /&gt;They Meow&lt;br /&gt;They even like to hiss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They poop in a box&lt;br /&gt;who honestly does that?&lt;br /&gt;Cat's that's who&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They like to scratch&lt;br /&gt;With those claws of doom&lt;br /&gt;They like to sink them into your skin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what i'm trying to say &lt;br /&gt;is&lt;br /&gt;I really hate cats&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15397896-2047223774684912388?l=whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com/feeds/2047223774684912388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15397896&amp;postID=2047223774684912388' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15397896/posts/default/2047223774684912388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15397896/posts/default/2047223774684912388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com/2009/06/another-poem.html' title='Another poem'/><author><name>Annika</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YDILRTufcLM/SiSYxjh_f4I/AAAAAAAAACw/49QucDSwwe8/S220/annikazam.JPEG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15397896.post-1310470630673003191</id><published>2009-06-07T22:14:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T22:49:59.598-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Poem</title><content type='html'>Chmiel got me to write a poem and I have the perfect inspiration. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;A Message To You &lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;( for a certain jerk from California)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do you live with yourself?&lt;br /&gt;Do you really think this is good for your health?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To use &lt;br /&gt;To manipulate &lt;br /&gt;To lead us on?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah you got the look&lt;br /&gt;You got the  hot 'bod'&lt;br /&gt;You even got that sexy charm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you wait for the right time&lt;br /&gt;And you go in for the kill&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sure it might seem like a thrill &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But to wake the next day &lt;br /&gt;Full of shame &lt;br /&gt;And possibly in pain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Knowing that you used us&lt;br /&gt;Just another notch in the old belt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you really like all that fame?&lt;br /&gt;That fame of &lt;br /&gt;Oh he's a snake&lt;br /&gt;Yeah he gets around&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even the guys call you scum&lt;br /&gt;and even.. "oh he's a rapist"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You open your mouth &lt;br /&gt;that too gets around&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess who gets hurt&lt;br /&gt;Not you &lt;br /&gt;But we do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brag all you want &lt;br /&gt;but  some day it will come&lt;br /&gt;It will come full circle and bite you in the ass&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So when you are feeling hurt and used&lt;br /&gt;think of what you did&lt;br /&gt;you used all of us &lt;br /&gt;and hurt us &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We won't feel bad &lt;br /&gt;We might even be glad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The big question is &lt;br /&gt;Will you actually learn a lesson?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15397896-1310470630673003191?l=whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com/feeds/1310470630673003191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15397896&amp;postID=1310470630673003191' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15397896/posts/default/1310470630673003191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15397896/posts/default/1310470630673003191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com/2009/06/poem.html' title='Poem'/><author><name>Annika</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YDILRTufcLM/SiSYxjh_f4I/AAAAAAAAACw/49QucDSwwe8/S220/annikazam.JPEG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15397896.post-4743649095853206769</id><published>2009-06-05T17:37:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T17:45:24.775-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Mad At Myself</title><content type='html'>I could tell the story, but we all know of my post graduation mistake from hell. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hung out with a friend yesterday, and she filled me in on more info from that night... It's not her I am mad at and I really thank her for telling me stuff that I didn't know happened. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What makes me mad is that I made a bad mistake and this person ( not my friend) that was involved used me and I let that person use me. Yes I wasn't in the best state of mind but I knew I was making a choice, and I thought it would be fine considering we were all done with school etc. etc. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having heard some stuff and getting picked on by some people for this mistake I made I just feel like I can only blame myself for being so stupid and I really really really regret doing this. I just feel so hurt and used by it and the fact that this person uses people and manipulates them is not ok and that makes mad and I feel really hurt by it. I am so mad at myself and I need to let it go, but I really want to tell this person that they can't use and manipulate people like this. It's really mean and disrespectful not only to the people being mistreated but I would think it's disrespectful to oneself by doing this. I would never want to be in the shoes of this person....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15397896-4743649095853206769?l=whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com/feeds/4743649095853206769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15397896&amp;postID=4743649095853206769' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15397896/posts/default/4743649095853206769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15397896/posts/default/4743649095853206769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com/2009/06/mad-at-myself.html' title='Mad At Myself'/><author><name>Annika</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YDILRTufcLM/SiSYxjh_f4I/AAAAAAAAACw/49QucDSwwe8/S220/annikazam.JPEG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15397896.post-8445294746448024552</id><published>2009-06-02T11:53:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T12:00:15.217-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I am bored...</title><content type='html'>Here's a little update on my life these days&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;The Job Hunting Stuff&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got an internship ( most likely unpaid) with my cousin who is on city council for a large city in our state ( I think  there's some confidentiality stuff I have to deal with so I'd rather not say the city). I will most likely start that job next week. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a part time job with a school district by my high school working at the two ice arenas in that area as a part time supervisor. &lt;br /&gt;I start this job on the 21st, but I have to go down to HR and fill out some paperwork and stuff like that this week. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Skating Stuff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tested my moves in May and did not pass, the plan is to test in August (I can't in July because that's the day I get back from Guatemala)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My coach wants me to do our local competition, which is kind of scary because I don't want to compete against little kids... but since I look like i'm about 18 or so it doesn't matter. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm getting my jumps back again,  I do struggle with keeping my arms in and completing the rotation so that's a challenge, but I'm getting better. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Other Stuff&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate guys, but I mean what's new? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got a new laundry machine, it's really cool and nifty looking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been having alot of fun seeing friends lately. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm kind of hungry right now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started reviewing my Spanish for my trip, I am so lazy though I need to motivate myself.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all I really have right now...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15397896-8445294746448024552?l=whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com/feeds/8445294746448024552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15397896&amp;postID=8445294746448024552' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15397896/posts/default/8445294746448024552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15397896/posts/default/8445294746448024552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-am-bored.html' title='I am bored...'/><author><name>Annika</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YDILRTufcLM/SiSYxjh_f4I/AAAAAAAAACw/49QucDSwwe8/S220/annikazam.JPEG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15397896.post-6999721995949686756</id><published>2009-06-01T22:13:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T22:24:32.113-05:00</updated><title type='text'>WTH Disney?!</title><content type='html'>I was taking a shower today and I was doing some thinking. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Disney I compliment you on making progress with the first African American Diseny Princess/Heroine in the new movie &lt;a href="http://www.apple.com/trailers/disney/princessandthefrog/"&gt;The Princess and the Frog&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where is the first Latina heroine/princess?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Far we have: &lt;br /&gt;Snow white and Cinderella were written I think originally by the Brothers Grimm... I believe they were German&lt;br /&gt;Ariel- a mermaid ( so we have those fish people represented)&lt;br /&gt;Belle- She's French&lt;br /&gt;Alice in Wonderland- She's white too&lt;br /&gt;Sleeping beauty- Another pretty white girl&lt;br /&gt;Jasmine from Aladdin- She's Arabic  so we have the middle east represented&lt;br /&gt;Pocahontas- We have American Indians represented ( I liked that movie)&lt;br /&gt;Hercules- We got the Greeks&lt;br /&gt;Mulan- She's Chinese&lt;br /&gt;Lilo and Stitch- She was Hawaiian &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes I know they made the Emperor's New Groove ( which is like the incas of South America and the main character was a guy!) But we need a Latina Heroine since the population of the US will mostly be Latinos within  the next few years. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all I got...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15397896-6999721995949686756?l=whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com/feeds/6999721995949686756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15397896&amp;postID=6999721995949686756' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15397896/posts/default/6999721995949686756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15397896/posts/default/6999721995949686756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com/2009/06/wth-disney.html' title='WTH Disney?!'/><author><name>Annika</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YDILRTufcLM/SiSYxjh_f4I/AAAAAAAAACw/49QucDSwwe8/S220/annikazam.JPEG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15397896.post-1688501475850130459</id><published>2009-05-23T17:45:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T18:03:43.712-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Relationships and Pants</title><content type='html'>First of all it must be relationship season or something. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. My classmate from college just got engaged and I couldn't be more happier for her... Ok i'm a little jealous and I wish I had a guy to get engaged to. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I shouldn't be in a hurry to get married for several reasons. &lt;br /&gt;     1. I've never been in love&lt;br /&gt;     2. the thought of being a wife is scary to me ( then comes alot of responsibility with that I would think...)&lt;br /&gt;     3. considering the guys I tend to go for (douchebags) I don't want to marry one...&lt;br /&gt;3. I just saw ghosts of girlfriends past... really cute movie but it was about relationship and marriage and manwhorism etc. &lt;br /&gt;4. A friend ( who will remain unnamed) has been having man issues and myself as well and we have been discussing how we can deal with it and approach our problems the most logical way. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From all this I came up with of course a Pants related relationship analogy. It all stems from my one friend who said once " I wear the pants in this relationship" when she was dating this guy a while back. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I came up with this analogy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Relationships are like sharing a big pair of pants. You get one leg and he/she gets the other and together you make those pants work as a whole. If it doesn't work the pants rip. Then no more pants and that just sucks...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I texted my other friend and I was like :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"you can always use it if you get in a fight with you boyfriend. Just say this:" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;  We share these pants, you just dont get those pants to yourself ... they're sharing pants.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am far from being an expert on relationship but I thought this might get a laugh out of whoever reads this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15397896-1688501475850130459?l=whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com/feeds/1688501475850130459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15397896&amp;postID=1688501475850130459' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15397896/posts/default/1688501475850130459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15397896/posts/default/1688501475850130459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com/2009/05/relationships-and-pants.html' title='Relationships and Pants'/><author><name>Annika</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YDILRTufcLM/SiSYxjh_f4I/AAAAAAAAACw/49QucDSwwe8/S220/annikazam.JPEG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15397896.post-3242927445492580493</id><published>2009-05-21T14:37:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T14:41:09.194-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Thursday Today</title><content type='html'>I was the academy for an alum networking event. I knew a couple people there, and it was super fun talking to people I haven't seen since like High School. I could go into way more detail but I'll just leave it at that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um... What else is there?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought some songs on itunes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our laundry machine is broken, so we're getting a new on Saturday. What else... Yeah that's all I got. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh I'm going to the Zoo on Monday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll have something interesting to talk about next time I guess.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15397896-3242927445492580493?l=whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com/feeds/3242927445492580493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15397896&amp;postID=3242927445492580493' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15397896/posts/default/3242927445492580493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15397896/posts/default/3242927445492580493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com/2009/05/its-thursday-today.html' title='It&apos;s Thursday Today'/><author><name>Annika</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YDILRTufcLM/SiSYxjh_f4I/AAAAAAAAACw/49QucDSwwe8/S220/annikazam.JPEG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15397896.post-9036636768939710344</id><published>2009-05-20T16:44:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T16:49:43.043-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Uhhh</title><content type='html'>1. I finally got an antihistimine for my hives. I got zyrtec ( my friend whos a doctor said it works great on hives). It really makes me tired...wow! I am struggling to stay awake right now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I partied it up last night. I'm not sure if I can drink hardcore cider anymore...6 is too many. Don't smoke after having 6 and you feel queezy... BAD IDEA!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Slept on my buddy's couch, um had a killer allergy headache this morning, but i'm way better. This zyrtec is making me feel way more hung over than I am. I found my first backstreet boys CD. My mother stole it! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. I need to stay awake!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15397896-9036636768939710344?l=whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com/feeds/9036636768939710344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15397896&amp;postID=9036636768939710344' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15397896/posts/default/9036636768939710344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15397896/posts/default/9036636768939710344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com/2009/05/uhhh.html' title='Uhhh'/><author><name>Annika</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YDILRTufcLM/SiSYxjh_f4I/AAAAAAAAACw/49QucDSwwe8/S220/annikazam.JPEG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15397896.post-8883834193350925334</id><published>2009-05-18T18:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T19:00:05.859-05:00</updated><title type='text'>IT ITCHES!</title><content type='html'>Apparently I am allergic to the left leg of my pants. I have hives all over my left leg. Or a bug got in there!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15397896-8883834193350925334?l=whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com/feeds/8883834193350925334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15397896&amp;postID=8883834193350925334' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15397896/posts/default/8883834193350925334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15397896/posts/default/8883834193350925334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com/2009/05/it-itches.html' title='IT ITCHES!'/><author><name>Annika</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YDILRTufcLM/SiSYxjh_f4I/AAAAAAAAACw/49QucDSwwe8/S220/annikazam.JPEG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15397896.post-2644731098977979272</id><published>2009-05-17T15:17:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T15:23:13.039-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I figured out what it is....that's been bugging me</title><content type='html'>I feel trapped at home. I don't have the same freedom as I do at school. I can't just go out with my friends on a weekend and come back to my room on campus and then be hungover the next day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to either borrow a car, or get a ride. Then my dad gets all pissy about alcohol comsumption. The list goes on.... I think the whole being graduated from college thing just hit me when I woke up this morning. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have felt like crying all day this really sucks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it's just a multitude of emotions and feeling ( mushy stuff) that I've been holding back and been in denile about is finally starting to hit me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there's the job search which is a disaster in itself too.  Plus watching a movie about weddings just not just kinda got me depressed about dating kind of stuff.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15397896-2644731098977979272?l=whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com/feeds/2644731098977979272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15397896&amp;postID=2644731098977979272' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15397896/posts/default/2644731098977979272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15397896/posts/default/2644731098977979272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-figured-out-what-it-isthats-been.html' title='I figured out what it is....that&apos;s been bugging me'/><author><name>Annika</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YDILRTufcLM/SiSYxjh_f4I/AAAAAAAAACw/49QucDSwwe8/S220/annikazam.JPEG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15397896.post-6633195933529385200</id><published>2009-05-16T14:54:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T14:56:09.509-05:00</updated><title type='text'>ANNOYED....</title><content type='html'>I can't begin to say how effing annoying my parents are about drinking. I could seriously write a novel. They just don't get that I like to party and yes I am safe about it, they DONT GET IT! I'M not the typical 'insert my last name here'. I don't  have the stupid nerd gene.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so pissed off right now&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15397896-6633195933529385200?l=whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com/feeds/6633195933529385200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15397896&amp;postID=6633195933529385200' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15397896/posts/default/6633195933529385200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15397896/posts/default/6633195933529385200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com/2009/05/annoyed.html' title='ANNOYED....'/><author><name>Annika</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YDILRTufcLM/SiSYxjh_f4I/AAAAAAAAACw/49QucDSwwe8/S220/annikazam.JPEG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15397896.post-123654809947268112</id><published>2009-05-15T11:55:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T12:31:06.471-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Raspberry Parfait</title><content type='html'>So it all started I think maybe perhaps the last week of school. I was at the rink goofing off with my two friends. I was talking about the Prince song Raspberry beret. One friend said that one of our skating coaches use to think it was &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;raspberry parfait&lt;/span&gt;. So then we decided to start singing raspberry parfait and we came up with the chorus as: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Raspberry parfait &lt;br /&gt;bought it at a really cheap cafe&lt;br /&gt;raspberry parfait &lt;br /&gt;I think I love it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that i'm graduated I'm really bored. So I remembered how we were joking that we would end up re-writing all the lyrics to the song. Then I actually started doing it the other night and I was having a blast. Then I was like who has crazy song lyrics. Then I was like &lt;a href="http://www.weirdal.com/"&gt;Weird Al Yankovic&lt;/a&gt; of course! Then I had the brilliant idea of re-writing the Prince song lyrics and then if I thought they were good ( after getting feedback from friends and peers of course) I would send them to him to see if he liked them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then I remembered the controversy he had with the song 'Amish Paradise' and the singer  Coolio. So then I was like well if ti happened  the parody was actually good they've have to talk to Prince and all. Then  I was like maybe I should check out weird Al's site to see maybe if there was any info regarding which artist have said no to him making a parody of their songs. So I went to the &lt;a href="http://www.weirdal.com/faq.htm"&gt;FAQ section&lt;/a&gt; and there it was! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Have any artists ever turned Al down for a parody?&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Actually, the only artist to turn Al down consistently over the years has been the Artist Formerly Known As The Artist Formerly Known As Prince. Go figure&lt;/span&gt;." ( direct quote from the website itself, so I don't get in trouble)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There it was my short lived dream of writing a parody of a Prince song.... Shattered. I mean if Prince turned down Wierd Al there's no chance he'd like this parody either. Prince seems like a serious guy about his music, I wouldn't mess with him. He seems like he would totally stand up for himself if someone made fun of his music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So while that idea is kind of down the drain, I guess I will have to start working on my Spanish practice in order to prepare for Guatemala. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;In Other News&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm excited for seeing my friends tomorrow for my Birthday, I know some can't come which is totally ok, Graduation is pretty important and I think that's a little more important that making it to my birthday. It's going to be a low key event no crazy drunken antics...I'm still a little partied out after Graduation...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got my birthday present today, which I am happy with, I haven't opened it yet. It's an ipod nano ( the pink one!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got sleep last night! It was amazing. I might have slept a little long though, I got up at like 9:50. Taking two pills a day for my ADD seemed to work well, the 3rd is unnecessary considering my low brain use these days. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and I'm super excited for Guatemala in July&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15397896-123654809947268112?l=whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com/feeds/123654809947268112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15397896&amp;postID=123654809947268112' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15397896/posts/default/123654809947268112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15397896/posts/default/123654809947268112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com/2009/05/raspberry-parfait.html' title='Raspberry Parfait'/><author><name>Annika</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YDILRTufcLM/SiSYxjh_f4I/AAAAAAAAACw/49QucDSwwe8/S220/annikazam.JPEG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15397896.post-8787545962624963971</id><published>2009-05-14T13:02:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T13:41:38.735-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I watched this super cool show!</title><content type='html'>So I taped this new documentary thing on TLC this last weekend and it's a brand new two part thing on the Since of Sex Appeal. It's brand new and they had so much freakingly great information. I DVRed it and I am so bored that I even took notes so I could make a great blog entry.  So i'm not going into too much detail about this like the studies they did and stuff but I wanted to point out the things that I thought were the most interesting for me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all they use to say that it was all in the eye of the beholder, which sometimes I totally think is true but after watching this I sorta can I guess see some other things to be true  based on the scientific evidence presented in the show. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They talked about the ideal man and women for a bit which we can already guess what it is from the media... They found that there is actually alot of brain activity going on when people are looking at the human body. The figured out that the sexiest female body is that the waist should be 7/10ths as wide as the hip. They ran into the problem though that people wanted proportions that were actually unnatural and that the most attractive bodies are the extremes and the impossible. They also talked about how we judge a body based on how it moves. Men with manly swaggers and women with lots of hip movement are seen as more attractive. So what we need is a sexy strut! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They talked about how we tend to aim too high in a potential partner/mate and then we have to work our way down to someone who will accept us. ( well that's kinda depressing sorta)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then they talked about our voices. So women tend to be attracted to  men with lower more manly voices and men tend to be attracted to women with lady like voices.  ( I always thought I had a low voice...well that sucks for me!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They made this great point that women are pickier about a mate! They have more to risk. They risk a 9 month pregnancy and years of caring for kids, where as a guy can have a one night stand walk away and not have to do a thing. So that is one factor as to why women are picky. They then talked about how sometimes having alot of stuff ( like cars etc.) can change the way women see men in terms of attraction. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They got into this whole &lt;a href="http://www.americanpregnancy.org/gettingpregnant/understandingovulation.html"&gt;ovulation&lt;/a&gt; thing. They found that women's voices are actually different during ovulation than not. They are also seen as being more physically attractive when ovulating as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; They even talked about fermones. Guys give off this smell but it's actually really musky and women are generally not attracted to it except during this one time in the fertility cycle. They even talked about how smell has alot to do with incest. They did an experiment of sweaty shirts and women had to smell them. She we repulsed by the sweaty shirt of her male relative ( she didn't know it was a relative) So they said that possibly back in the cave man days that humans relied more on smell and by smell they could pick out the potential mates they were not related to thus incest was kind of eliminated. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Women give off their own smell as well and that can be very empowering over men. &lt;br /&gt;So Men give off an stink that repels all except those ovulating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They went on to talk about other stuff, um then they talked how women's behavior can change mens testosterone levels and they go into the whole dopamine in the brain thing... etc. etc. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last interesting bit was when they talked about monogamy  and how in these monogomas prarie voles they found that those who stuck to one mate had higher levels of a chemical in the brain called 'vasopressin'  and those who had numerous mates had low levels of the chemical.  They found this in men too! So those manwhores out there are going to have low levels of this chemical and those who are faithful are going to have higher levels of it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So over all i thought it was fascinating to watch this. So that's my interesting blog entry. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, the big 22 is coming up, what else... oh nothing else.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15397896-8787545962624963971?l=whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com/feeds/8787545962624963971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15397896&amp;postID=8787545962624963971' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15397896/posts/default/8787545962624963971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15397896/posts/default/8787545962624963971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-watched-this-super-cool-show.html' title='I watched this super cool show!'/><author><name>Annika</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YDILRTufcLM/SiSYxjh_f4I/AAAAAAAAACw/49QucDSwwe8/S220/annikazam.JPEG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15397896.post-6073890216607812014</id><published>2009-05-13T13:30:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T13:32:29.852-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It's wednesday it feels like Thursday</title><content type='html'>For some reason I feel like today is Thursday. Crazy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news I took a skating test and did not pass. I just made a bunch of dumb mistakes. I have time now to perfect them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uh... My birthday is coming up... yeah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also that's all I've got for now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15397896-6073890216607812014?l=whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com/feeds/6073890216607812014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15397896&amp;postID=6073890216607812014' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15397896/posts/default/6073890216607812014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15397896/posts/default/6073890216607812014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com/2009/05/its-wednesday-it-feels-like-thursday.html' title='It&apos;s wednesday it feels like Thursday'/><author><name>Annika</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YDILRTufcLM/SiSYxjh_f4I/AAAAAAAAACw/49QucDSwwe8/S220/annikazam.JPEG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15397896.post-944650507120924315</id><published>2009-05-10T14:04:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T14:09:25.474-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Update on the Bedroom overhaul</title><content type='html'>I just cleaned my carpet. As in I vaccumed it yesterday then again today. Then we took the carpet cleaning machine, that thing is badass. I hate having pink carpet in my room. It's just gotten dirty over time, and well parts of it are really dirty. I swear you can see how much dirt has really been pushed into that carpet when it gets wet. I might get an area rug or something. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also have to re-arrange my desk...again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I have to Sort through two bins I brought back from school, along with a shit ton of papers. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up today and the back of my my legs ( quads I think?) were killing me. So I lathered up in icy hot. Then I ran into a big speaker we have in the living room  and i have a huge bruise on my thigh which I am icing. I seem to be bruising myself alot lately. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywho, We're letting the carpet in my room dry so i'm sitting at the dining room table ( where the wireless internet actually works. Hopefully the fan in there and the window open will let it dry quickly. Wait how did it become 2pm? I did get up kind of late...11:30 ..bad Annika. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oops....this better not screw up my sleep pattern again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My birthday appears to be coming up shortly...interesting.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15397896-944650507120924315?l=whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com/feeds/944650507120924315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15397896&amp;postID=944650507120924315' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15397896/posts/default/944650507120924315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15397896/posts/default/944650507120924315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com/2009/05/update-on-bedroom-overhaul.html' title='Update on the Bedroom overhaul'/><author><name>Annika</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YDILRTufcLM/SiSYxjh_f4I/AAAAAAAAACw/49QucDSwwe8/S220/annikazam.JPEG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15397896.post-6709385439953910296</id><published>2009-05-09T21:30:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T21:41:32.487-05:00</updated><title type='text'>In Mourning of my Wiener Whistle</title><content type='html'>I got an Oscar Mayer  wiener whistle when she was a kid...she lost it...I cleaned the hell out of my bedroom this last week. I thought I might be lucky enough to find it. NO LUCK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really liked my little wiener whistle. It was so little and wiener-y&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still can't get sat/sun out of my head. I need to stop thinking about that! Ughhh it's slowly driving me insane. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did however find my Gameboy from 6th or 7th grade. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also found: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a picture in a frame of my senior class like the day before graduation or something&lt;br /&gt;My collection and fancy collectors board for the 'first state quarters of the United States 1999-2008' or something like that&lt;br /&gt;All my state speech medals&lt;br /&gt;A shit ton of skating medals &lt;br /&gt;My Hanson CD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ha ha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news I told my mom about my dress from Graduation, she wasn't mad. I was so glad. I didn't tell her where I was drunk and was laying down on the ground at a bonfire in it..... The dirt spots weren't too bad. They looked way worse on Sunday....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15397896-6709385439953910296?l=whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com/feeds/6709385439953910296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15397896&amp;postID=6709385439953910296' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15397896/posts/default/6709385439953910296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15397896/posts/default/6709385439953910296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com/2009/05/in-mourning-of-my-wiener-whistle.html' title='In Mourning of my Wiener Whistle'/><author><name>Annika</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YDILRTufcLM/SiSYxjh_f4I/AAAAAAAAACw/49QucDSwwe8/S220/annikazam.JPEG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15397896.post-3131479327235362266</id><published>2009-05-08T22:03:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T22:05:44.411-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Grey's</title><content type='html'>So I'm watching the most recent Grey's anatomy episode. All I have to say is I am so glad that I did not watch this before Graduation. Basically it's the worst thing you want to have happen to you and your friends before College Graduation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just had a bunch of cheese and crackers. I feel kinda sick now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news my bruises are fading and starting to go away.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15397896-3131479327235362266?l=whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com/feeds/3131479327235362266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15397896&amp;postID=3131479327235362266' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15397896/posts/default/3131479327235362266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15397896/posts/default/3131479327235362266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com/2009/05/greys.html' title='Grey&apos;s'/><author><name>Annika</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YDILRTufcLM/SiSYxjh_f4I/AAAAAAAAACw/49QucDSwwe8/S220/annikazam.JPEG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15397896.post-504252241809694326</id><published>2009-05-03T23:05:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T23:07:18.998-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I never want to drink again</title><content type='html'>First: I graduated college...see pictures on facebook. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never want to drink again...seriously. Thanks god my parents don't drink or approve of alcohol. I don't even want to party it upf or my 22nd birthday coming up in a couple weeks.  I was still drunk from last night at 2 pm today yeah it was that bad. I felt like a train had hit me... and i'm in so much pain. So many bruises. so many&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15397896-504252241809694326?l=whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com/feeds/504252241809694326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15397896&amp;postID=504252241809694326' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15397896/posts/default/504252241809694326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15397896/posts/default/504252241809694326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-never-want-to-drink-again.html' title='I never want to drink again'/><author><name>Annika</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YDILRTufcLM/SiSYxjh_f4I/AAAAAAAAACw/49QucDSwwe8/S220/annikazam.JPEG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15397896.post-5479128027438585867</id><published>2009-05-02T08:01:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T08:22:24.810-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I am about to Graduate from College</title><content type='html'>All I have to say is : WOW! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been 4 years I can't believe it!  I am shocked! &lt;br /&gt;I'm not going to dwell on the fact that I probably won't have my desired cumulative GPA after last semester, however within my major I do have that desired 3.0 Average. Thank God. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'm going into this with a positive attitude. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wait I just did the math and if I did it right if I get a 3.5 or 4.0 in Small Group Communication I can boost my overall GPA up to where it should be. Had I not slacked off last semester and gotten 3.0's and above I bet my GPA  would have gone up then where it had been. Anyways the thing is that I learned from my mistake and that I am proud that my hard work paid off this semester. We'll see what happens when I get my final grade in.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15397896-5479128027438585867?l=whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com/feeds/5479128027438585867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15397896&amp;postID=5479128027438585867' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15397896/posts/default/5479128027438585867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15397896/posts/default/5479128027438585867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-am-about-to-graduate-from-college.html' title='I am about to Graduate from College'/><author><name>Annika</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YDILRTufcLM/SiSYxjh_f4I/AAAAAAAAACw/49QucDSwwe8/S220/annikazam.JPEG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15397896.post-6485934850212882036</id><published>2009-04-30T14:09:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T14:11:30.112-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Graduation!</title><content type='html'>I finished my last 'final' today. It was a seminar and quiz day in sociology! Heck yes! So yeah assuming I have passed all my classes I have a B.A in Communication Studies w/ emphasis in Human Relations. Scary! I graduate on Saturday! Scary but awesome all at the same time!!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did write 2 25 page papers this semester along with a 20 pager. I didn't have much in tests, so i figured 3 deathly papers are good enough for me. Plus I worked my ass off to bring my GPA up after last semesters disaster.I hope I got the grades I worked my butt off for. I'm hoping!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15397896-6485934850212882036?l=whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com/feeds/6485934850212882036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15397896&amp;postID=6485934850212882036' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15397896/posts/default/6485934850212882036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15397896/posts/default/6485934850212882036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com/2009/04/graduation.html' title='Graduation!'/><author><name>Annika</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YDILRTufcLM/SiSYxjh_f4I/AAAAAAAAACw/49QucDSwwe8/S220/annikazam.JPEG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15397896.post-2848154768472107757</id><published>2009-04-25T20:16:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T20:17:53.622-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I graduate next Saturday</title><content type='html'>Yep I graduate from college a week from today. Strange huh? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, my fav band came to my school and it was so fucking awesome. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah um that's it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a presentation and a sociology seminar day left before I graduate&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15397896-2848154768472107757?l=whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com/feeds/2848154768472107757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15397896&amp;postID=2848154768472107757' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15397896/posts/default/2848154768472107757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15397896/posts/default/2848154768472107757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-graduate-next-saturday.html' title='I graduate next Saturday'/><author><name>Annika</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YDILRTufcLM/SiSYxjh_f4I/AAAAAAAAACw/49QucDSwwe8/S220/annikazam.JPEG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15397896.post-5562751071781540251</id><published>2009-04-18T11:40:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T11:42:31.932-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I hate heels again!</title><content type='html'>Ok so I haven't done as much homework as i wanted to . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So  um thursday was the senior party.That's all i'm going to say. &lt;br /&gt;Friday was Case Day! Heck yes! and the dance was last night too . The dance sucked i'm not going to lie. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my favorite band is here tonight! So i hope it is good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate heels. My feet are so swollen! Ahh I hope it gets better!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15397896-5562751071781540251?l=whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com/feeds/5562751071781540251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15397896&amp;postID=5562751071781540251' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15397896/posts/default/5562751071781540251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15397896/posts/default/5562751071781540251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-hate-heels-again.html' title='I hate heels again!'/><author><name>Annika</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YDILRTufcLM/SiSYxjh_f4I/AAAAAAAAACw/49QucDSwwe8/S220/annikazam.JPEG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15397896.post-4317478138200886013</id><published>2009-04-14T13:37:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T13:38:37.964-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ughhh</title><content type='html'>I'm trying to make the best of these last weeks of college and some peoples attitudes are really getting to me. Seriously get the stick out of your ass and enjoy yourself. I'm super stressed too so yeah get over it and make fun out of it.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry that was my rant. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need a nap I think&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15397896-4317478138200886013?l=whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com/feeds/4317478138200886013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15397896&amp;postID=4317478138200886013' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15397896/posts/default/4317478138200886013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15397896/posts/default/4317478138200886013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com/2009/04/ughhh.html' title='Ughhh'/><author><name>Annika</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YDILRTufcLM/SiSYxjh_f4I/AAAAAAAAACw/49QucDSwwe8/S220/annikazam.JPEG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15397896.post-4929930262762877147</id><published>2009-04-13T15:17:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T15:20:12.631-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It's been a while</title><content type='html'>While the guys are still acting like little girls there's other stuff to focus on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finished everything for my Guatemala trip! I got the paper in and presentation done!&lt;br /&gt; I'm all ready to start the theory elaboration paper for social psychology and I have to work my little butt off  till Thursday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday Night: Senior Party downtown! Heck yes!&lt;br /&gt;Friday: Case Day and Spring Affair Dance&lt;br /&gt;Saturday: SPRING MUSIC JAM and my favorite band of all time is going to be there!!!!! AHHH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I have to buckle back down and do school work! Yeah!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was mentioned in the school newspaper twice this week! Sweet right? Yeah not really!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um in other news, I Gragimitate in like 2 weeks and 5 days ! EWWWWW &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah um I'll update soon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15397896-4929930262762877147?l=whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com/feeds/4929930262762877147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15397896&amp;postID=4929930262762877147' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15397896/posts/default/4929930262762877147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15397896/posts/default/4929930262762877147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com/2009/04/its-been-while.html' title='It&apos;s been a while'/><author><name>Annika</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YDILRTufcLM/SiSYxjh_f4I/AAAAAAAAACw/49QucDSwwe8/S220/annikazam.JPEG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15397896.post-811233583999664145</id><published>2009-04-04T23:14:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T23:20:38.679-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I don;t know where to start</title><content type='html'>We've all been hearing my social drama for the longest time this year but this recent shit has gotten out of hand. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That kid who i hung out with who stopped talking tome...yeah so i was kinda hurt by that, but did I try to pester the guy about it NO I did not. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recent events&lt;br /&gt; 3 involving blatent and obvious showings of how this kid literally runs from the building as though I have the plague...I kid you not&lt;br /&gt;Awkward situations where your friend finds it funny to make you be in an awkward situation with this person and when you tell him it made you uncomfortable he criticizes and makes you feel bad &lt;br /&gt;Then this kid is talking shit about me behind my back ( and yes my friend stood up for me)&lt;br /&gt;Then i walk by this kid and his roommates and his roommate goes " oh theres that fucking girl'  I kid you not. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How immature and hurtful can these people get?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15397896-811233583999664145?l=whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com/feeds/811233583999664145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15397896&amp;postID=811233583999664145' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15397896/posts/default/811233583999664145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15397896/posts/default/811233583999664145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-dont-know-where-to-start.html' title='I don;t know where to start'/><author><name>Annika</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YDILRTufcLM/SiSYxjh_f4I/AAAAAAAAACw/49QucDSwwe8/S220/annikazam.JPEG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15397896.post-5906419607000556209</id><published>2009-03-31T13:19:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T13:20:54.060-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>1. Guys suck&lt;br /&gt;2. If I ever talk about my feelings anymore in school i will hurt someone&lt;br /&gt;3. I'm hungry&lt;br /&gt;4. Slightly frazzled with school&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. that is all&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15397896-5906419607000556209?l=whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com/feeds/5906419607000556209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15397896&amp;postID=5906419607000556209' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15397896/posts/default/5906419607000556209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15397896/posts/default/5906419607000556209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com/2009/03/1.html' title=''/><author><name>Annika</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YDILRTufcLM/SiSYxjh_f4I/AAAAAAAAACw/49QucDSwwe8/S220/annikazam.JPEG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15397896.post-6766031988324318870</id><published>2009-03-22T10:34:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T10:53:41.098-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Pre-Gradgamitation drama</title><content type='html'>It's my new word for the 'G' word. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I ordered my tickets on the school website yesterday. We have to order tickets before April 3rd to ensure we get tickets. We can only order 5 then if we want more (up to 5 more) we can get our name on the list. I ordered 3. One for my mom, dad, and brother. My dad said that was fine, then I called my mom to tell her and she didn't answer. She called back and I told her. She got pissed with me because I didn't order a 4th ticket for my brother's girlfriend. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What the heck! I  don't think she needs to be there for my College Graduation. I don't even talk to her and I don't really like her either. I told my mom I didn't want her there. This is a family thing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I called my dad today about pre-ordering for free proofs for pictures of me getting my diploma. He's like well why didn't you order a ticket for your brother's girl friend. You need to order another one. I said I wouldn't because I don't think she needs to be there. This is a family thing. Then he's like, Well she's part of the family now.  I said, I don't think so, Are they engaged? He's like no. Then I'm like she's not then. Then he's like well if you had a boyfriend would you want to be included? I'm like yeah, but if I don't really know his sibling I think it would be really awkward having to go his or her graduation. Graduation is a family thing. If I had a boyfriend yeah i'd invite him ( if he wasn't already graduating with me). I don't see why someone I don't talk to or really care for has to come to my graduation. I probably sound really selfish but I just want her there. If I were in her place i'm not gonna lie i'd feel really awkward going to someone's graduation that I don't know at all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is stupid. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told my dad that if he wants a 4th ticket he'll have to order one himself. Just go to the website and give them a call.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm at work and some ass hole ref wanted to know where the clip boards for the games were. I said I wasn't sure where they were but I bet  they are in the main office. He's like, ' well  can you go get them for me then.'  ( I didn't like his tone ) so  I'm like, 'my supervisor is in the office, you can go get them.' I'm not gonna lie but he kinda looked ticked off .  Stupid sexist men. I was proud I stuck up for myself. Usually I'm bad at that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15397896-6766031988324318870?l=whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com/feeds/6766031988324318870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15397896&amp;postID=6766031988324318870' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15397896/posts/default/6766031988324318870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15397896/posts/default/6766031988324318870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com/2009/03/pre-gradgamitation-drama.html' title='Pre-Gradgamitation drama'/><author><name>Annika</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YDILRTufcLM/SiSYxjh_f4I/AAAAAAAAACw/49QucDSwwe8/S220/annikazam.JPEG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15397896.post-5230043581284138252</id><published>2009-03-14T22:12:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T22:29:57.118-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It is amazing what you can find...</title><content type='html'>I cannot find my damn laundry card.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is amazing what you can find in your room when you clean it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have found the following things:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my extensive penguin themed greeting card collection both the ones i had made and painted and quite the collection of store bought cards&lt;br /&gt;my US figure skating membership card&lt;br /&gt;a reciept to the college book store more my HR management book it was $163.65&lt;br /&gt;an obese stuffed cat that i named chubs&lt;br /&gt;My collection of in circulation coins that are old and random other coins i have found it includes some of the following:&lt;br /&gt;a 10 cent piece from the netherlands&lt;br /&gt;A susan B anthony dollar coin 1980&lt;br /&gt;a 1/2 dollar coin from 1968&lt;br /&gt;2 1976 tricentennial quarters&lt;br /&gt;a dime from 1969&lt;br /&gt;2 pennies one from 1944 and 1953&lt;br /&gt;4 nickels  dated 1941,1945, 1948, and 1964&lt;br /&gt;2 french francs&lt;br /&gt;a coin that says valid for one bus fair for mpls/st.paul&lt;br /&gt;A canadian quarter&lt;br /&gt;a coin from kenya&lt;br /&gt;2 quarters from 1965&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALSO FOUND :&lt;br /&gt;my last debit card bent in half with the expiration date of 07/08&lt;br /&gt;my old credit card that i'm pretty sure got used once...that is also bent in half and expired in aug of 08&lt;br /&gt;My drivers permit&lt;br /&gt;The pain pills I got when i stabbed myself 2 and a half years ago&lt;br /&gt;a starbucks gift card unused&lt;br /&gt;a yo yo&lt;br /&gt;a pencil sharpener in the shape of a sandwich&lt;br /&gt; MY LAUNDRY CARD!!!! AFTER 20 MIN OF LOOKING&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There will be more&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15397896-5230043581284138252?l=whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com/feeds/5230043581284138252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15397896&amp;postID=5230043581284138252' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15397896/posts/default/5230043581284138252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15397896/posts/default/5230043581284138252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com/2009/03/it-is-amazing-what-you-can-find.html' title='It is amazing what you can find...'/><author><name>Annika</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YDILRTufcLM/SiSYxjh_f4I/AAAAAAAAACw/49QucDSwwe8/S220/annikazam.JPEG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15397896.post-4871311600498051945</id><published>2009-03-10T18:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T18:44:04.405-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm getting  new roommate!!!</title><content type='html'>I didn't think it was gonna happen but!!!! I'm so excited!!!!!! She sounds super nice! I'll tell more later ...so I thought I would say that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15397896-4871311600498051945?l=whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com/feeds/4871311600498051945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15397896&amp;postID=4871311600498051945' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15397896/posts/default/4871311600498051945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15397896/posts/default/4871311600498051945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com/2009/03/im-getting-new-roommate.html' title='I&apos;m getting  new roommate!!!'/><author><name>Annika</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YDILRTufcLM/SiSYxjh_f4I/AAAAAAAAACw/49QucDSwwe8/S220/annikazam.JPEG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15397896.post-6791720643941741208</id><published>2009-03-08T19:21:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T19:27:02.058-05:00</updated><title type='text'>5 states one day!</title><content type='html'>Yeah Woke up at 3:40 (MN time) today in Maine. Drove two hours through Maine to New Hampshire, and into Boston ( I can't spell MA).Then flew from Boston to Atlanta...yes Georgia. Then from Georgia to Minnesota. Yeah LONG ASS DAY! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHeck this out I need to do t&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=eQ6TWZv9ji4"&gt;THIS&lt;/a&gt;to my super loud roommate&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15397896-6791720643941741208?l=whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com/feeds/6791720643941741208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15397896&amp;postID=6791720643941741208' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15397896/posts/default/6791720643941741208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15397896/posts/default/6791720643941741208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com/2009/03/5-states-one-day.html' title='5 states one day!'/><author><name>Annika</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YDILRTufcLM/SiSYxjh_f4I/AAAAAAAAACw/49QucDSwwe8/S220/annikazam.JPEG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15397896.post-6646015957611778801</id><published>2009-03-04T10:37:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T10:40:21.667-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Stress!</title><content type='html'>Yep so my friends are being jerks ( well only 2 of them) then some guy hates me for no reason and I just don't get it. Also some jerk from skating is telling me off for something stupid. Also I have the paper of death due tonight ( it's due tomorrow but I'll be gone for nationals)  Also the panic attack yesterday and the two emotional break downs too didn't help. Also I have a very mild panic attack today, I think I'm still having it! uagh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i'm happy to be getting away from this place for a couple days hah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things will be better ( at least I hope) when I go to class/am back on campus Monday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15397896-6646015957611778801?l=whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com/feeds/6646015957611778801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15397896&amp;postID=6646015957611778801' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15397896/posts/default/6646015957611778801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15397896/posts/default/6646015957611778801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com/2009/03/stress.html' title='Stress!'/><author><name>Annika</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YDILRTufcLM/SiSYxjh_f4I/AAAAAAAAACw/49QucDSwwe8/S220/annikazam.JPEG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15397896.post-6832373898488830207</id><published>2009-02-22T11:22:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T11:23:25.445-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Heels are the devil</title><content type='html'>I wore heels last night and I managed not to kill myself. I was carrying two pair in my hand putting them away and i was the idiot who had to drop the heeled part of one show on my toe. The toe next to my big toe on my right foot. Seriously it really hurt! My toe is bleeding and throbbing....OUCH!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to skate later I'm going to ice this bad boy now&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15397896-6832373898488830207?l=whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com/feeds/6832373898488830207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15397896&amp;postID=6832373898488830207' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15397896/posts/default/6832373898488830207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15397896/posts/default/6832373898488830207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com/2009/02/heels-are-devil.html' title='Heels are the devil'/><author><name>Annika</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YDILRTufcLM/SiSYxjh_f4I/AAAAAAAAACw/49QucDSwwe8/S220/annikazam.JPEG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15397896.post-2789075376579114324</id><published>2009-02-21T08:51:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T11:22:26.134-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm confused</title><content type='html'>So I was so anxious all week and I couldn't sleep well at all anticipating hanging out with my friend from Valentines day weekend. It was really nice. I was suppose to go to this persons place but their roommate was sleeping on their couch so he came to my room. Since my roommates hog the living room, we watched two movies in my room. Of course I have no furniture in there other than my bed and an empty bed, so we were lying my bed just talking the entire I think 4 and a half hours that this person was here.  I'm  going to be honest he smelled really really really really really good, and my bed smelled really really really really really good after he left. Ha ha. So it was a really fun night, no nothing romantic happened. I'm going to be honest, I was really surprised. I was totally expecting it so I was kinda disappointed in terms of that kind of stuff. I can't say that I had a bad time though it was really fun, just to talk about whatever. I think we have quite a bit in common, I would think if we didn't it would have been super awkward. I'm just confused I guess, as to why he didn't make a move... boys are just weird.  I think he had fun with me, you'd  think if he didn't have fun it would have been awkward. I had fun....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm working at the rink right now, pretty sure 5 -6  hours of sleep isn't enough. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I regret not bringing a can of pop with me, and I'm a moron and I don't really carry money with me, I think I need to ask my supervisor if I can borrow 1.50 for a pop&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15397896-2789075376579114324?l=whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com/feeds/2789075376579114324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15397896&amp;postID=2789075376579114324' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15397896/posts/default/2789075376579114324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15397896/posts/default/2789075376579114324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com/2009/02/im-confused.html' title='I&apos;m confused'/><author><name>Annika</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YDILRTufcLM/SiSYxjh_f4I/AAAAAAAAACw/49QucDSwwe8/S220/annikazam.JPEG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15397896.post-8515472321068108403</id><published>2009-02-19T12:15:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T12:17:41.456-06:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Thursday</title><content type='html'>They say it's thirsty thirsday, which I no longer desire to participate in. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways I spent like 10 min trying to get my silly contact lens in my left eye today....I survived though. Hah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't have anything new going on in life other than I feel like a smitten 13 year old girl....i'm a real winner right there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll come up with something good next post&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15397896-8515472321068108403?l=whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com/feeds/8515472321068108403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15397896&amp;postID=8515472321068108403' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15397896/posts/default/8515472321068108403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15397896/posts/default/8515472321068108403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com/2009/02/its-thursday.html' title='It&apos;s Thursday'/><author><name>Annika</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YDILRTufcLM/SiSYxjh_f4I/AAAAAAAAACw/49QucDSwwe8/S220/annikazam.JPEG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15397896.post-8972476298071329880</id><published>2009-02-15T15:17:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T15:30:23.966-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Singles awareness day aka Valentines day</title><content type='html'>First of all unrelated to the title of the entry, my one roommate is being super nice to me. We don't see each other often, but we're getting along she's turning out to be really cool. The other one I still think is a butt head. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also I'm watching Star Wars episode II: attack of the clones or whatever it's called. Man that is an awful movie, let me tell you that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alex how's the toilet/flood situation in your bathroom?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it was valentines day weekend this weekend. Let's start with las Sunday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all know I have en eye injury so I have been forced to wear my glasses and no make up all week. I was on eye drops too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday was the Masquerade dance  ( like a semi formal dance) hosted by my college's radio station ( my good friend is the president)  So I went to the hockey game with my Norwegian friend ( she's an international student from Norway) and then i went to the dance, I got all jazzed up. I um wore one contact lens, I'm going to wait until monday to try the contacts. So i was half blind that night. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we had an after party. I made some new friends and I sorta met a guy. Yeahhhhh..... Um i'll tell that story if you want in person. Then I got locked out of my room/building and that was interesting...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So then it was a good friday night let me just say that, despite the 4 hours of sleep. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I went home Saturday did nothing and then watched Madagascar 2 it was so freakin' good.  Then I got like 11 hours of sleep. I work up today did a bunch of reading, and my brain now hurts. I'm back at school just procrastinating and watchign the god awful star wars movie. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that's my Valentines Day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15397896-8972476298071329880?l=whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com/feeds/8972476298071329880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15397896&amp;postID=8972476298071329880' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15397896/posts/default/8972476298071329880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15397896/posts/default/8972476298071329880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com/2009/02/singles-awareness-day-aka-valentines.html' title='Singles awareness day aka Valentines day'/><author><name>Annika</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YDILRTufcLM/SiSYxjh_f4I/AAAAAAAAACw/49QucDSwwe8/S220/annikazam.JPEG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15397896.post-7088375191212678921</id><published>2009-02-09T16:50:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T16:54:29.695-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Yeah I had a drunken knife fight</title><content type='html'>Wait? you really thought I got into a drunken knife fight? Seriously???? WOW...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No i got really drunk Saturday night and I didn't properly take out my contact lens, so i woke up sunday beyond hungover and with a bright red and very painful right eye. I thought it was the eye infection back again so I rushed to urgent care. I have a cut in my conjunctiva ( the white part of my eye) and  I have to wear my glasses for a while and can't wear makeup just to be safe. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend and I decided it might be fun to tell people I got into a drunk knife fight with a guy at brothers and then again at the light rail station. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i had two people ask if that was true, I nearly rolled over laughing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I was like, do people really think that about me? A. I never carry concealed weapons ...ever! B. I don't get into drunken fights C. I especially don't get into drunken knife fights ...at bars/the light rail station... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously people... &lt;br /&gt;HAHA&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15397896-7088375191212678921?l=whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com/feeds/7088375191212678921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15397896&amp;postID=7088375191212678921' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15397896/posts/default/7088375191212678921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15397896/posts/default/7088375191212678921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com/2009/02/yeah-i-had-drunken-knife-fight.html' title='Yeah I had a drunken knife fight'/><author><name>Annika</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YDILRTufcLM/SiSYxjh_f4I/AAAAAAAAACw/49QucDSwwe8/S220/annikazam.JPEG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15397896.post-5551748051694374047</id><published>2009-02-07T10:03:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-07T10:11:14.192-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Update on Life</title><content type='html'>Sorry I haven't been writing lately, i've been really busy with everything. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'm starting to actually read for pleasure. I know you're thinking, 'Annika have you been smoking something?' My answer is no. I haven't. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I have  the following books to read for my own enjoyment. We'll see how quickly I read them...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'He's just not that into you.' ( the book the movie is based off of)&lt;br /&gt;'Confessions of a Shopaholic' ( the book the movie is also based off of) &lt;br /&gt;'Hypochondria Can Kill' By John Naish. It's this guy who has collected a bunch of odd health reports and all this stuff about, 'the perils and syndromes lurking in modern society'&lt;br /&gt;AND las but not least&lt;br /&gt;'Stuff White People Like' by Christian Lander it's funny. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news I'm doing ok in school...&lt;br /&gt;I moved into a new residence hall last night. I think I'm going to like my new roommates. I'm so excited to have a kitchen  and my room is big. I still have to figure out how to arrange my room. My freakin dresser sucks.... yeah. But I have a bad ass closet and stuff so I have alot of space. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I single handedly moved all my crap yesterday and I am pretty sure I'm sore today. I have to work later and then force myself to stay for the mens hockey game and work on my sociology project. Yep.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15397896-5551748051694374047?l=whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com/feeds/5551748051694374047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15397896&amp;postID=5551748051694374047' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15397896/posts/default/5551748051694374047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15397896/posts/default/5551748051694374047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com/2009/02/update-on-life.html' title='Update on Life'/><author><name>Annika</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YDILRTufcLM/SiSYxjh_f4I/AAAAAAAAACw/49QucDSwwe8/S220/annikazam.JPEG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15397896.post-3301037364768316288</id><published>2009-02-01T21:56:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T21:57:23.504-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Stuff White People Like</title><content type='html'>It's a book FYI. &lt;a href="http://stuffwhitepeoplelike.com/"&gt;Stuff White People Like&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's hilarious. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm 23% white...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15397896-3301037364768316288?l=whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com/feeds/3301037364768316288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15397896&amp;postID=3301037364768316288' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15397896/posts/default/3301037364768316288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15397896/posts/default/3301037364768316288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com/2009/02/stuff-white-pople-like.html' title='Stuff White People Like'/><author><name>Annika</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YDILRTufcLM/SiSYxjh_f4I/AAAAAAAAACw/49QucDSwwe8/S220/annikazam.JPEG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15397896.post-1823041077325543331</id><published>2009-02-01T18:40:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T18:41:03.972-06:00</updated><title type='text'>AUGHH</title><content type='html'>Mention figure skating to me and i'll bite your head off&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15397896-1823041077325543331?l=whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com/feeds/1823041077325543331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15397896&amp;postID=1823041077325543331' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15397896/posts/default/1823041077325543331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15397896/posts/default/1823041077325543331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com/2009/02/aughh.html' title='AUGHH'/><author><name>Annika</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YDILRTufcLM/SiSYxjh_f4I/AAAAAAAAACw/49QucDSwwe8/S220/annikazam.JPEG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15397896.post-2204601058804615730</id><published>2009-01-27T15:46:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T15:53:43.802-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Verbal diarrhea Part 2</title><content type='html'>I talked to my friend and I told her what happened on Saturday, she told me sometimes I drink too much, which I already knew. But I think she was right in that she said she and my other friends in this group of friends would be will willing to help me when we go out and keep track of what i drink. That is what friends are for. Seriously I was a little annoyed when she told me when i drink I always  drink to much because I already knew that, but when she offered to help that made all the difference.  Seriously it did.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now I'm not sure when I'm going to drink again, I'm going to challenge myself to not drink till the end of the school year ( senior party, spring music jam, and spring dance) I think I will do so much better in school. Also maybe I should just take one day at a time and any time i feel like going out I will write a list of the risks i will be taking by that and then weigh the options. I'm pretty sure the risks will be a lot higher if i go out. So we'll see what happens. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When my other friends last summer got accusing of me drinking too much at one time, they just criticized me for it. They didn't bother to offer to help me. They just said you are an alcoholic. That didn't solve anything. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, so that's that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm leaving for Denver on Thursday to compete for skating. I'm excited!  I have to head out now I have a lesson with my coach.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15397896-2204601058804615730?l=whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com/feeds/2204601058804615730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15397896&amp;postID=2204601058804615730' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15397896/posts/default/2204601058804615730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15397896/posts/default/2204601058804615730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com/2009/01/verbal-diarrhea-part-2.html' title='Verbal diarrhea Part 2'/><author><name>Annika</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YDILRTufcLM/SiSYxjh_f4I/AAAAAAAAACw/49QucDSwwe8/S220/annikazam.JPEG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15397896.post-6887956551477141016</id><published>2009-01-26T18:45:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T18:48:15.749-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Verbal diarrhea</title><content type='html'>It sucks when you have verbal diarrhea when sober.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It sucks even more when having drunk verbal diarrhea...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It sucks more...when you don't remember what you said but know it was bad and you said it to the wrong people....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes...Verbal diarrhea sucks...in any form&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15397896-6887956551477141016?l=whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com/feeds/6887956551477141016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15397896&amp;postID=6887956551477141016' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15397896/posts/default/6887956551477141016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15397896/posts/default/6887956551477141016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com/2009/01/verbal-diarrhea.html' title='Verbal diarrhea'/><author><name>Annika</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YDILRTufcLM/SiSYxjh_f4I/AAAAAAAAACw/49QucDSwwe8/S220/annikazam.JPEG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15397896.post-958072377071369522</id><published>2009-01-19T14:17:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T14:25:32.856-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm getting homework done! Go Me!</title><content type='html'>Yeah I'm actually getting some work done here at work. Well right this second I'm not doing any homework, my brain kinda hurts so I'm giving it a rest.  But I'll get back to reading for sociology in a bit. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, My Effing roommate who is leaving is so damn lazy she can't take her trash out, so i'm pretty sure that by the time i get back to my room tonight her garbage will still be in the bathroom. Also I invited her over to my room to watch tv with me yesterday afternoon and she said yes. It was good till she spent the entire time texting and making plans with her stupid friends by making phone calls and ignoring me. If she was going to do that she should have stayed in her room. I don't need to be ignored like that...it's rude.  Then I get back from skating and there's this fucking mysterious thing in the toilet! I'm too freaked out to flush it and cause a clogg. So i text her and  i'm like whats in the toilet...she's like..."oh i cleaned the floor with toilet paper." Ok that did not look toilet paper...i told her that when she came back she would have to flush it. Finally she comes back late ( i'm assuming it was like 12:30-1ish...I had gone to bed at like 11ish because I was exhausted....so i ended up pounding on the wall really loud hoping they would shut up....I think they did finally. I still didn't sleep well because  i just kept waking up...i had a bad dream at one point. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, it's day 8 of being at the rink. Since Monday the 12 I have spent at least 2 hours or more at the rink to either skate or work. Yeah i'm kind of sick of the rink. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow I will find out if I can move to another building. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really tired for some reason, I don't think i've caught up on sleep from my Guatemala trip.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15397896-958072377071369522?l=whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com/feeds/958072377071369522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15397896&amp;postID=958072377071369522' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15397896/posts/default/958072377071369522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15397896/posts/default/958072377071369522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com/2009/01/im-getting-homework-done-go-me.html' title='I&apos;m getting homework done! Go Me!'/><author><name>Annika</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YDILRTufcLM/SiSYxjh_f4I/AAAAAAAAACw/49QucDSwwe8/S220/annikazam.JPEG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15397896.post-4731076442299776862</id><published>2009-01-18T13:44:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T13:47:03.812-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Moment of maturity...or realization</title><content type='html'>Ok, so I partied it up last night and all i gotta say is ...wtf. Seriously I have no idea how i managed to drink so damn much last semester. No wonder i didn't start losing weight till i stopped drinking. Anyways I don't think i'll be partying it up that much this next semester. I'm glad I don't have class tomorrow so I can do my homework tomorrow. I'm a little hung over and all i'm really trying to focus on right now is drinking alot of liquids and rehydrating.  I think I might have learned my lesson about last semester. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways... yeah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15397896-4731076442299776862?l=whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com/feeds/4731076442299776862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15397896&amp;postID=4731076442299776862' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15397896/posts/default/4731076442299776862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15397896/posts/default/4731076442299776862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com/2009/01/moment-of-maturityor-realization.html' title='Moment of maturity...or realization'/><author><name>Annika</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YDILRTufcLM/SiSYxjh_f4I/AAAAAAAAACw/49QucDSwwe8/S220/annikazam.JPEG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15397896.post-7621276309957443798</id><published>2009-01-16T15:18:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T15:26:28.621-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm getting better</title><content type='html'>I'm getting better, the itching has gone way down. I'm off the Benadryl. My cold is going away. I think it helped i got like  9 or so hours of sleep last night.  Um.... What else should I mention. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to be moving into another residence hall, since my beloved roommate has decided to leave due to academic reasons. I'm moving also because all my friends live in the other building. I would most likely move into a 2 bedroom 4 person unit. Which is actually cheaper than my 2 bedroom suite that I'm in now. I have a very slim chance of moving into a 4 person 4 bedroom. But as long as I'm close to my friends I'm happy. I haven't gotten the official word on moving yet I had to contact the hall director, but i e-mailed him. I first met with the director of housing etc. and she said i'll be able to move. So i'm actually bringing a bunch of stuff home tonight that i don't really need at school anymore. Like extra clothes and stuff that i really don't wear. Spanish dictionaries I don't need, just to make the move easier. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I got my group for my small group com project for the semester. I'm with 4 guys, I don't know the one guy but the other 3 are hockey players so i guess we've encountered each other in passing...like at the rink etc. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to get down and busy on homework, thank god this is a 3 day weekend. &lt;br /&gt;Woah i gotta get going , I skate in a bit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15397896-7621276309957443798?l=whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com/feeds/7621276309957443798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15397896&amp;postID=7621276309957443798' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15397896/posts/default/7621276309957443798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15397896/posts/default/7621276309957443798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com/2009/01/im-getting-better.html' title='I&apos;m getting better'/><author><name>Annika</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YDILRTufcLM/SiSYxjh_f4I/AAAAAAAAACw/49QucDSwwe8/S220/annikazam.JPEG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15397896.post-3971502802249767247</id><published>2009-01-14T09:50:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T09:56:57.123-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Dude...who wants to road trip to Chicago with me? &lt;br /&gt;1. to visit my friend Krista&lt;br /&gt;2. To see Chicago&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;a href="http://www.campero.com"&gt;Pollo Campero&lt;/a&gt;!!!! That is all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, I have a cold...thanks alot MN weather.  My itching seems to be going down a bit, I'm not taking the Benadryl today because of what happened at the rink yesterday. I took a Claritin D for my cold....or whatever it is. Maybe i'll be able to focus better in class without the Benadryl. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also I'm going to see a psychotherapist/psychologist. ...not my usual psychiatrist...but one who talks with patients about "issues" they have. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should be interesting.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15397896-3971502802249767247?l=whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com/feeds/3971502802249767247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15397896&amp;postID=3971502802249767247' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15397896/posts/default/3971502802249767247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15397896/posts/default/3971502802249767247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com/2009/01/dude.html' title=''/><author><name>Annika</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YDILRTufcLM/SiSYxjh_f4I/AAAAAAAAACw/49QucDSwwe8/S220/annikazam.JPEG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15397896.post-938966875556894333</id><published>2009-01-13T19:11:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T19:13:12.646-06:00</updated><title type='text'>bed bugs</title><content type='html'>that's all. I got bed bugs in Guatemala and I have over 70 bug bites. ... i'm ready to claw my skin off. I'm drugged up on benadryl I can't focus. I just discovered not to skate while on benadryl...it leads to me being insanely dizzy! So it's not a good start to my last semester&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15397896-938966875556894333?l=whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com/feeds/938966875556894333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15397896&amp;postID=938966875556894333' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15397896/posts/default/938966875556894333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15397896/posts/default/938966875556894333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com/2009/01/bed-bugs.html' title='bed bugs'/><author><name>Annika</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YDILRTufcLM/SiSYxjh_f4I/AAAAAAAAACw/49QucDSwwe8/S220/annikazam.JPEG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15397896.post-752648229383074597</id><published>2009-01-12T12:25:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T12:28:23.205-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm back...</title><content type='html'>I should probably save all the details of my trip to tell whoever is reading this in person. I think it's way more interesting. But I will say this, it was an amazing experience. Huge culture shock. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm having a really hard time adjusting to MN ...i also just learned that my roommate is dropping out of school.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15397896-752648229383074597?l=whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com/feeds/752648229383074597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15397896&amp;postID=752648229383074597' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15397896/posts/default/752648229383074597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15397896/posts/default/752648229383074597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com/2009/01/im-back.html' title='I&apos;m back...'/><author><name>Annika</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YDILRTufcLM/SiSYxjh_f4I/AAAAAAAAACw/49QucDSwwe8/S220/annikazam.JPEG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15397896.post-9086449380640047005</id><published>2009-01-02T19:32:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T19:35:21.695-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I have to be at the airport at 5 am...EWW</title><content type='html'>My winter break officially ended today. I had class for Guatemala. I'm pretty much all packed up for the trip, and yeah. I turned in my research proposal which is basically looking at how the US has been involved in the indigenous issues of indigenous Guatamalans. I think it's a little to broad right now but the prof said she can work with us on tweaking stuff. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I am leaving the house around 4:30 i'm guessing ha ha. I'm gonna try to be up by 3:45, so yeah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So long for now, I shall write when I return!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh I also graduate from college 5 months from today...yuck!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15397896-9086449380640047005?l=whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com/feeds/9086449380640047005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15397896&amp;postID=9086449380640047005' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15397896/posts/default/9086449380640047005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15397896/posts/default/9086449380640047005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-have-to-be-at-airport-at-5-ameww.html' title='I have to be at the airport at 5 am...EWW'/><author><name>Annika</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YDILRTufcLM/SiSYxjh_f4I/AAAAAAAAACw/49QucDSwwe8/S220/annikazam.JPEG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15397896.post-3434500166003180597</id><published>2008-12-31T13:14:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T13:24:13.266-06:00</updated><title type='text'>EWW....2009</title><content type='html'>The only reason I said ew was that I don't want to graduate... it will be 5 months from this Friday that I walk down that isle of the gym at the big A. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, I'm going to be partying it up tonight..heck yes. No we're not going to the bars, we're going to be chilling at school. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I worked the last two days, and skated too..so i've spent alot of time at the rink. I finished my research proposal for Guatemala. Um I am pretty close to being packed...ha ha I have this little suitcase...it's way different than what I am use to using for trips. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't have that much going on lately. I had another strange dream last night.... it was weird. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll write probably again on friday before I head off to Guatemala.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15397896-3434500166003180597?l=whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com/feeds/3434500166003180597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15397896&amp;postID=3434500166003180597' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15397896/posts/default/3434500166003180597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15397896/posts/default/3434500166003180597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com/2008/12/eww2009.html' title='EWW....2009'/><author><name>Annika</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YDILRTufcLM/SiSYxjh_f4I/AAAAAAAAACw/49QucDSwwe8/S220/annikazam.JPEG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15397896.post-8306551538012236842</id><published>2008-12-29T10:57:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T11:04:24.941-06:00</updated><title type='text'>BORED at the rink</title><content type='html'>So i was suppose to come in to work at 8:30 ish, but then they changed it to 9:30-1:30 shift. So yeah, then I find out I only get to do 2 resurfaces today! very upsetting! I'll find an excuse to do a 3rd resurface! Plus I have to hang around the rink waiting for my friend who's going to go to lunch with me around 2:15 ish Yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been having bad dreams lately. I know i had one about skating and one about work. The one I remember was where in my dream I finally got to talk to the person I had that falling out with. ( the only reason I want to talk to him is because I feel like I never got a chance to explain my side of what happened and it made me feel really bad that he gave me dirty looks all the time etc. and  of course no one likes to be disliked. Especially over something so silly, I mean can't we grow up and move on?) Anyways so in my dream i guess I talked with him, I think i blanked out for part of it because the next part I remember he's yelling at me and telling me " F*** you " and " I hate you."  I woke up rather upset.I felt really bad when I woke up and i'm actually kind of bothered by the dream. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just got super tired all of a sudden. It's only like 11, I don't have a resurface  till 12:45...how lame is that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways I leave in 5 days...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15397896-8306551538012236842?l=whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com/feeds/8306551538012236842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15397896&amp;postID=8306551538012236842' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15397896/posts/default/8306551538012236842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15397896/posts/default/8306551538012236842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com/2008/12/bored-at-rink.html' title='BORED at the rink'/><author><name>Annika</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YDILRTufcLM/SiSYxjh_f4I/AAAAAAAAACw/49QucDSwwe8/S220/annikazam.JPEG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15397896.post-6071722627123718488</id><published>2008-12-27T09:12:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-27T09:15:35.622-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I leave in one week</title><content type='html'>Yep, I leave for Guatemala in one week. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;things to get:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Electric converter for plugging stuff into the wall&lt;br /&gt;bug spray&lt;br /&gt;My sanity&lt;br /&gt;Gifts for the family I stay with&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, I got like 4 hours of sleep last night,I seriously couldn't fall asleep. During those four hours of sleep I had a bad dream and I woke up kind of cranky. I hope I make it through work today, the screaming kid outside the rink office is totally not helping my mood. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got my hair cut yesterday, saw KFlem, um started the dangerous task of cleaning my bedroom. I finished one book for my trip the other day, have half my research proposal written up and started the second book.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15397896-6071722627123718488?l=whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com/feeds/6071722627123718488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15397896&amp;postID=6071722627123718488' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15397896/posts/default/6071722627123718488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15397896/posts/default/6071722627123718488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-leave-in-one-week.html' title='I leave in one week'/><author><name>Annika</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YDILRTufcLM/SiSYxjh_f4I/AAAAAAAAACw/49QucDSwwe8/S220/annikazam.JPEG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15397896.post-936819951018872336</id><published>2008-12-25T17:11:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T17:13:57.441-06:00</updated><title type='text'>it's Christmas...not study time</title><content type='html'>You know you are a loser when you spend 2 hours reading/studying on Christmas day. Yep. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news I am watching one of my favorite movies, Surfs Up. The penguin surfing movie, I love it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news It was Christmas today.Got some stuff. An igloo shaped cake pan...made a cake. Yes indeed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have dinner at like 6, then Um.... Stupid brother is coming over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm chilling out with my stuffed penguin in the living room.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay my dad came in!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm getting my hair cut tomorrow, very exciting...i think I last got it cut in like May....yay!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15397896-936819951018872336?l=whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com/feeds/936819951018872336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15397896&amp;postID=936819951018872336' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15397896/posts/default/936819951018872336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15397896/posts/default/936819951018872336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com/2008/12/its-christmasnot-study-time.html' title='it&apos;s Christmas...not study time'/><author><name>Annika</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YDILRTufcLM/SiSYxjh_f4I/AAAAAAAAACw/49QucDSwwe8/S220/annikazam.JPEG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15397896.post-1150417637742557002</id><published>2008-12-22T13:31:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T16:45:01.719-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I have a plush penguin sitting next to me</title><content type='html'>As I sit here I am soothed by the latin pop tunes of RBD. So that brings me back to my next point, I finally finished Rebelde! I fell sad that it's over, but I feel like I actually accomplished something! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had an exhibition/competition yesterday we skated really well considering we  totally just finished the program, we have tons of room for improvement. I'm so excited to make changes and to only just get better. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news I'm too afraid to tell my mom what my grades were for the semester. Yeah it was that bad. I've never done that bad in school in my life.  My once half decent GPA ( well good by my standards)  is now a shitty GPA....I am going to work my ass off next semester. So long social life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally have some clean Laundry. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to do more studying for Guatemala and make up a list of things I need.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had the worst head ache last night, I think i'm dehydrated. Anywho I'm at work right now and yeah well that's  that. I feel too distracted to study today...its weird. I totally took my meds, yet i'm having a super hard time focusing. Tomorrow I can work my butt off hopefully. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Egads christmas is this week...well that's not good. I hate christmas music by the way...so don't play it around me....i can handle it in small quantities.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15397896-1150417637742557002?l=whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com/feeds/1150417637742557002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15397896&amp;postID=1150417637742557002' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15397896/posts/default/1150417637742557002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15397896/posts/default/1150417637742557002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-have-plush-penguin-sitting-next-to-me.html' title='I have a plush penguin sitting next to me'/><author><name>Annika</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YDILRTufcLM/SiSYxjh_f4I/AAAAAAAAACw/49QucDSwwe8/S220/annikazam.JPEG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15397896.post-7305884351892293909</id><published>2008-12-20T21:08:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-20T21:32:55.212-06:00</updated><title type='text'>MEMORY LANE!!!!LMAO</title><content type='html'>So I'm on my dads computer and i'm going through the itunes library  and well I've fond some weird stuff that i'm pretty sure i got  back in the days of the Academy and perhaps my 7th and 8th grade years and perhaps earlier&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Intelligence- by Alan Rickman  ( yeah I can't remember what it's from but it's weird and well there's back up singers and his sultry voice)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; B*Witched ...Remember that Irish girl pop band oh yeah I have some of that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BBMak- I loved them in 8th grade&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Celine Dion- She's classic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Academy concert choir,women's/mens chorale.chamber choir, and quintents from 04-05'. Such hits include: Homeland, The boy who picked up his feet to fly, Elijah Rock. Amazingly I can remember my parts from these songs ha ha. Who can't forget the suffering of 'the prayer of the children.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bad ass irish music i skated to on OJ in synchro 9th grade&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Theme song from X-Men 2 ( i wanted to skate to this so bad...its just bad ass Annika skating music but there wasn't enough of it to cut for a good program)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Linkin Park...I enjoy their semi-dark yet good music&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NSYNC...enough said&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm too sexy - Right said fred&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE MARCH OF THE SINISTER DUCKS!!!! HELL YES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sexbomb-Tom Jones&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12 pains of christmas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh god.... THE THEME FROM THE MUSICAL HAIR!!!! HAIR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The theme for ducktales&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A recording of monty pythons spam  skit &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOLY SHIT I HAVE certian english teacher's recordings of old english&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ducktails was pretty much the highlight for sure though&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15397896-7305884351892293909?l=whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com/feeds/7305884351892293909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15397896&amp;postID=7305884351892293909' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15397896/posts/default/7305884351892293909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15397896/posts/default/7305884351892293909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com/2008/12/memory-lanelmao.html' title='MEMORY LANE!!!!LMAO'/><author><name>Annika</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YDILRTufcLM/SiSYxjh_f4I/AAAAAAAAACw/49QucDSwwe8/S220/annikazam.JPEG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15397896.post-1752386704228807848</id><published>2008-12-18T14:50:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T14:57:43.048-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Hungry Hungry Annika</title><content type='html'>My list of complaints:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.I'm really sore from skating for some reason and our synchro dresses are hidious in my opinion. &lt;br /&gt;2. I'm really hungry&lt;br /&gt;3. I have a shit ton of work to do before January 2nd. &lt;br /&gt;4. My room is a death pit and I'm suppose to clean it by christmas&lt;br /&gt;5.  I hate christmas music it's too ...just ...so obnoxious&lt;br /&gt;6. WTF Target how the hell do you not sell hair nets ( we use them for skating to secure our buns in our hair) I went to Wallgreens  instead. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My list of good things in life:&lt;br /&gt;1. I'm on break&lt;br /&gt;2. I started working on stuff for my trip/class&lt;br /&gt;3. I survived my one final&lt;br /&gt;4. I slept well last night and my bed was beyond cozy&lt;br /&gt;5. I  have lost  approximately 10 pounds since the beginning of the school year. I was about 165 when i started school ( yes that's disgusting right?) and I weighed my self yesterday and I was I think either 152 or 150 I can't remember.  Plus that was when I hadn't eaten in a while...so i'll guestimate 10 pounds or so. My pants are all alot baggier on me ha ha. &lt;br /&gt;6. I got along with my boss at work yesterday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news I wish i had the movie anchorman on DVD it's funny. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um ...that's all i got,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15397896-1752386704228807848?l=whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com/feeds/1752386704228807848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15397896&amp;postID=1752386704228807848' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15397896/posts/default/1752386704228807848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15397896/posts/default/1752386704228807848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com/2008/12/my-list-of-complaints-1.html' title='Hungry Hungry Annika'/><author><name>Annika</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YDILRTufcLM/SiSYxjh_f4I/AAAAAAAAACw/49QucDSwwe8/S220/annikazam.JPEG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15397896.post-2215654409275681986</id><published>2008-12-16T21:28:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T21:34:10.736-06:00</updated><title type='text'>OMG *excited squeal*</title><content type='html'>OMG!!!! I'm like super excited for this!!!!!!!!!!!!!! go to that link and  The video will load shortly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/x-menorigins"&gt; CLICK HERE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s i'm watching rebelde again i'll start studying for guatemala tomorrow&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15397896-2215654409275681986?l=whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com/feeds/2215654409275681986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15397896&amp;postID=2215654409275681986' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15397896/posts/default/2215654409275681986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15397896/posts/default/2215654409275681986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com/2008/12/omg-excited-squeal.html' title='OMG *excited squeal*'/><author><name>Annika</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YDILRTufcLM/SiSYxjh_f4I/AAAAAAAAACw/49QucDSwwe8/S220/annikazam.JPEG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15397896.post-4341832489298859102</id><published>2008-12-15T14:02:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T14:07:56.373-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Soo it's monday</title><content type='html'>Today was pay day, very exciting. I am 280.00 or so dollars richer. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah so I have a test from 10:15-12:15 tomorrow then i'm free!!!! Well for a few hours at least, then it's  back to the books to prepare for Guatemala. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sitting in the Library right now waiting for my friend to come, but I really have to pee and I don't want to leave my stuff unattended. Ugh maybe i'll ask the people at the table behind me to keep an eye on it while I go. I know the one girl I had a class with her. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ugh stupid bladder, maybe i'll wait till my friend gets here but that's like 45 min from now..ahh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Annika's Attractive guy update: Yep saw the guy with the abs at lunch today ...yep that's all I got, no silly stories to go with that. I mean there's this other story but I think you'd get bored reading about it. ha ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm listening to " we are the champions" by Queen. Such a good power ballad. Oh i switched it to  Little Red Corvette by Prince...wait it's now the  Raiders of the Lost Ark theme...heck yes!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15397896-4341832489298859102?l=whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com/feeds/4341832489298859102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15397896&amp;postID=4341832489298859102' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15397896/posts/default/4341832489298859102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15397896/posts/default/4341832489298859102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com/2008/12/soo-its-monday.html' title='Soo it&apos;s monday'/><author><name>Annika</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YDILRTufcLM/SiSYxjh_f4I/AAAAAAAAACw/49QucDSwwe8/S220/annikazam.JPEG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15397896.post-674104703542307154</id><published>2008-12-12T13:54:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T14:27:32.438-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Good news! like Seriously this is awesome! Oh and Boys too!</title><content type='html'>Yeah say goodbye to my moderately good GPA. Yes I'm pretty sure i'll be getting a 1.0 or 1.5 in Spanish. But the good news is that I  found out I will still get credit for that class! So i can graduate on time! Hells yes! Like seriously I want to do a funky awesome victory dance today. So i can drop that 5th class I picked up..thank god. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to chapel for the first time today in my life. They were celebrating Las Posadas basically its the mexican christmas. I sat with my friend who's el capitano of the womens hockey team ( she was my roomie sophomore year) . Then two of the mens hockey team captians  and like another guy  came and sat in front of us. I only knew one of the guys who was directly in front of me but the guy to his right...damn! he was cute! So this leads on to the next topic of this blog for today...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know how when most normal girls are like 15 they go through the boy craze...well I finally figured out I'm finally going though it. As my friend Nissa says i'm a late bloomer.  I mean there was that thing first year at the Academy ( I don't like talking about it much it's embarrassing) but that was just on one person. Plus that other person i had a crush on from sophomore year through senior year...which i never talked to the guy because he intimidated me alot for some reason.Haha.  Now it's like every guy I see who's moderately attractive i'm like...OOOH BOY! HE'S CUTE ....IS HE SINGLE? I seem to be going for guys on the  men's hockey team... it's like..."OOOHHH HOCKEY BOY!!!"  It's so not like me at all...it's kinda hilarious I think my roommate gets a hoot out of me telling her about which cute guy i saw walking out of christianson center or the science building. Or a story like what happened on wednesday when the cute blonde guy from the hockey team with the creepy abs ( yeah he has a pic of himself on fb shirtless and well as my friend Morgan put's it " he looks like a ken doll" yes it's pretty creepy ) and how he was standing next to me in the lunch line ( which there are several) He had been in the line for hot food and then he moved to the cold sandwich like. Then  I got  too nervous to say hi to him..I was totally gonna ask him how hockey was going..but I totally chickened out and got distracted by the woman making my egg salad sandwich. I like egg salad its yummy! I saw him today at chapel, casually I just turned around to see who was sitting behind us and he was totally sitting about 7 rows behind us looking at me...i'm not paranoid I'm serious. ...I have more stories...but yea that's me and boys in a nutshell. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This brings back a good memory in 10th grade gym when we had dance unit.  Aside from the possibly gay  dance teacher who looked and spoke like he was latino but i found out he was really like European or something  and apparently had a girlfriend or something told us to "1...2...3,...stalk.. your ..prey..behind.. the.. bush" when we learned tango.  Remember how small our class was and that person I had a crush on was in the class. I remember telling Ruth " Oh, "chaz" is such a good dancer."  Seriously Ruth looked at me like i was crazy. She says, "No he isn't ...?"   it was a funny memory.  So I thought I would mention it. Yeah I didn't want to use that persons real name. If you can't remember who it was i'll tell you sometime. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to see twilight again with my friends then we're going out for cocktails and appetizers! yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ha ha ha ha yeah that's all i got now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15397896-674104703542307154?l=whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com/feeds/674104703542307154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15397896&amp;postID=674104703542307154' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15397896/posts/default/674104703542307154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15397896/posts/default/674104703542307154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com/2008/12/good-news-like-seriously-this-is.html' title='Good news! like Seriously this is awesome! Oh and Boys too!'/><author><name>Annika</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YDILRTufcLM/SiSYxjh_f4I/AAAAAAAAACw/49QucDSwwe8/S220/annikazam.JPEG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15397896.post-3896090304885035843</id><published>2008-12-11T06:09:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T06:10:55.329-06:00</updated><title type='text'>UGHHH</title><content type='html'>1. haven't slept in like 4 days&lt;br /&gt;2. I caught another fucking cold&lt;br /&gt;3. Pretty sure i'm going to fail spansh&lt;br /&gt;4. have to take 5 fucking classes next semester so parents don't murder me&lt;br /&gt;5. wait parents already fucking hate me&lt;br /&gt;6. MY nose hurts...&lt;br /&gt;7. yes it's 6 am i've been up since 5 can't sleep&lt;br /&gt;8. Shoot me now&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15397896-3896090304885035843?l=whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com/feeds/3896090304885035843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15397896&amp;postID=3896090304885035843' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15397896/posts/default/3896090304885035843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15397896/posts/default/3896090304885035843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com/2008/12/ughhh.html' title='UGHHH'/><author><name>Annika</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YDILRTufcLM/SiSYxjh_f4I/AAAAAAAAACw/49QucDSwwe8/S220/annikazam.JPEG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15397896.post-5976687780946570946</id><published>2008-12-08T16:03:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T16:04:39.967-06:00</updated><title type='text'>#^%^#$%&amp;#</title><content type='html'>Yep i'm pretty sure i'm going to fail spanish this semester. I want to die. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So luckily i have  time to save my ass and take a 5 class next semester so I can graduate. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate myself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15397896-5976687780946570946?l=whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com/feeds/5976687780946570946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15397896&amp;postID=5976687780946570946' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15397896/posts/default/5976687780946570946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15397896/posts/default/5976687780946570946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com/2008/12/blog-post.html' title='#^%^#$%&amp;#'/><author><name>Annika</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YDILRTufcLM/SiSYxjh_f4I/AAAAAAAAACw/49QucDSwwe8/S220/annikazam.JPEG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15397896.post-2874552842446417846</id><published>2008-12-05T14:31:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T14:38:34.524-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Well that was pure BS</title><content type='html'>Yeah i just pretty much BSed my spanish test. I hope to god I pass that class, if I get a 2.5 I will be dancing! Yes a victory dance will be held!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They seem to change the blade on the Zamboni on thursdays  and well it's a challenge the first resurface trying to get it right! It's so frustrating because no one really taught me about the blade of the Zamboni, I was told never to touch it. So My boss gave me a little lesson. They're gonna change it next Thursday when I'm at work too so I have to do it on my own...I'm scared. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was target practice for jerk faced hockey boys at the rink yesterday ...I just ignored him. He's stupid and immature. He really needs to grow up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still haven't figured out who the hunk of man candy was who said hi to me at the rink on Tuesday...So frustrating!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i got this adorable dress and wore it last year to the spring dance, and well i tied it on again this fall in late september/early october and after 20 min I couldn't get the damn thing to zip up, my boobs were officially too big! I was so mad. So i've been working on my eating habits and making sure I was moving around more. I tried it on last night and it zipped up! So exciting! So now I need an excise to wear the dress hahaha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm getting my skates sharpened this weekend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15397896-2874552842446417846?l=whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com/feeds/2874552842446417846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15397896&amp;postID=2874552842446417846' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15397896/posts/default/2874552842446417846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15397896/posts/default/2874552842446417846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com/2008/12/well-that-was-pure-bs.html' title='Well that was pure BS'/><author><name>Annika</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YDILRTufcLM/SiSYxjh_f4I/AAAAAAAAACw/49QucDSwwe8/S220/annikazam.JPEG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15397896.post-8426254876548051773</id><published>2008-12-03T13:23:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T13:33:23.729-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I am one month away from Guatemala</title><content type='html'>Creepily ( yes I know that's not a word) enough I leave for Guatemala one month from today! Holy crap that is  ...like well scary!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Classes for next semester&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guatemala ( Jan 2 ( we meet for class ) we leave on the 3rd come back the 11th) Also it continues into 2nd semester&lt;br /&gt;Social Psychology&lt;br /&gt;Small Group Communication&lt;br /&gt;Senior Keystone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh I am dreading  May 2nd 2009 11AM ( aka my graduation) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah that's that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways I would complain about how crappy life is but I'm going to focus on the positive. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-We got more people on the synchro team. &lt;br /&gt;-I've lost 5 and a half pounds according to the scale at home. GO ME!&lt;br /&gt;-A super hot hockey guy said hi to me at the rink yesterday, I was waiting to talk to the coach about having the players not spit in the players boxes because the figure skaters have to walk through there and would prefer not to walk through their spit wads. I was all decked out in my hot pink dress, tights,  long sleeved t-shirt and black vest.Oh and to add to the dorkyness my ugg boots which are really needing to be replaced.  So the hockey guys were getting off and some guy, who was super cute said hi. I can't remember if I  said hi back, I think I did. I was too mezmorized by his man charm. I can't remember if I've even met the guy ......i wish i had turned around and seen what number was on the back of his helmet so i could figure out who he was.  Darn!&lt;br /&gt;- I slept late today...should have gotten up at nine like a good girl..but no...i wanted to sleep!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15397896-8426254876548051773?l=whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com/feeds/8426254876548051773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15397896&amp;postID=8426254876548051773' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15397896/posts/default/8426254876548051773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15397896/posts/default/8426254876548051773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-am-one-month-away-from-guatemala.html' title='I am one month away from Guatemala'/><author><name>Annika</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YDILRTufcLM/SiSYxjh_f4I/AAAAAAAAACw/49QucDSwwe8/S220/annikazam.JPEG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15397896.post-4571605034642951725</id><published>2008-12-03T12:02:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T12:03:03.421-06:00</updated><title type='text'>AHAHAHHAhA</title><content type='html'>&lt;table style="width: 320px; border: 1px solid gray; font: normal 12px arial, verdana, sans-serif; background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" style="background: white; color: black; padding: 5px;"&gt;&lt;b style="font: bold 20px 'Times New Roman', serif; display: block; margin-bottom: 8px;"&gt;What American accent do you have?&lt;/b&gt; &lt;div style="font-size: 16px; margin-bottom: 4px;"&gt;Your Result: &lt;b&gt;North Central&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="width: 200px; background: white; border: 1px solid black;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 100%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 10px; border: none; background: white; color: black;"&gt;"North Central" is what professional linguists call the Minnesota accent.  If you saw "Fargo" you probably didn't think the characters sounded very out of the ordinary.  Outsiders probably mistake you for a Canadian a lot.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="color: black; background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;The West&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 100px; background: white; border: 1px solid black; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 69%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="color: black; background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;The Midland&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 100px; background: white; border: 1px solid black; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 55%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="color: black; background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;Boston&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 100px; background: white; border: 1px solid black; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 50%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="color: black; background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;The Inland North&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 100px; background: white; border: 1px solid black; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 30%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="color: black; background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;The South&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 100px; background: white; border: 1px solid black; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 8%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="color: black; background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;Philadelphia&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 100px; background: white; border: 1px solid black; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 0%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="color: black; background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;The Northeast&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background: white; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 100px; background: white; border: 1px solid black; margin-top: 4px;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 0%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" style="text-align: center; padding: 8px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gotoquiz.com/what_american_accent_do_you_have"&gt;&lt;b&gt;What American accent do you have?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gotoquiz.com/"&gt;Quiz Created on GoToQuiz&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15397896-4571605034642951725?l=whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com/feeds/4571605034642951725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15397896&amp;postID=4571605034642951725' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15397896/posts/default/4571605034642951725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15397896/posts/default/4571605034642951725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com/2008/12/ahahahhaha.html' title='AHAHAHHAhA'/><author><name>Annika</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YDILRTufcLM/SiSYxjh_f4I/AAAAAAAAACw/49QucDSwwe8/S220/annikazam.JPEG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15397896.post-8693515550000232409</id><published>2008-11-30T14:22:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T14:35:15.424-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Toilet paper</title><content type='html'>Doesn't it suck when you're out of toilet paper? Like i'm serious...we are out of toilet paper and I had to go downstairs and use the "public" bathroom in our building. Not cool at all....well better than no toilet paper...ha hah &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways I'm already excited for christmas break. that's all I have to say.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15397896-8693515550000232409?l=whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com/feeds/8693515550000232409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15397896&amp;postID=8693515550000232409' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15397896/posts/default/8693515550000232409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15397896/posts/default/8693515550000232409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com/2008/11/toilet-paper.html' title='Toilet paper'/><author><name>Annika</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YDILRTufcLM/SiSYxjh_f4I/AAAAAAAAACw/49QucDSwwe8/S220/annikazam.JPEG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15397896.post-1256518153937293648</id><published>2008-11-25T14:41:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T14:45:31.997-06:00</updated><title type='text'>It's been a while</title><content type='html'>I'm home for thanksgiving, well not officially till wednesday. I'm home though, I skipped my art class today, yes i'm bad ass. I didn't have sociology my prof is out of town.  I do have to go back tonight for a zam staff meeting and  um I do have spanish tomorrow. It shouldn't be that bad. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Except, my mother has done nothing but criticize me the moment i came in the door last night, so i'm pretty much ready to pack my bags and spend the holiday locked in my room. Also she interrogated me about if i was dating anyone I told her no, which is true and that there are no cute guys at school. Then she proceeded to tell me that I probably won't meet any/many guys after college. Way to be supportive mom...way to go. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually cleaned my room at school, it looks really nice, better than the death pit I am sitting in right now aka my room at home. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to see the movie Twilight. I've read  the first three books and i'm almost done with the 4th. the fourth one...is...in my opinion not the best book ever written. I also need to see the movie Madagascar 2... Yea that's all I got for now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15397896-1256518153937293648?l=whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com/feeds/1256518153937293648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15397896&amp;postID=1256518153937293648' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15397896/posts/default/1256518153937293648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15397896/posts/default/1256518153937293648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com/2008/11/its-been-while.html' title='It&apos;s been a while'/><author><name>Annika</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YDILRTufcLM/SiSYxjh_f4I/AAAAAAAAACw/49QucDSwwe8/S220/annikazam.JPEG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15397896.post-5432091544114643719</id><published>2008-11-13T13:32:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T13:34:15.247-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I have ADD</title><content type='html'>I know that's not new, but I am the worlds biggest slacker. That's all I must say. Apparently reading books about vampires who sparkle in the sunlight is more important. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish i had something exciting to talk about. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My room is messy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15397896-5432091544114643719?l=whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com/feeds/5432091544114643719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15397896&amp;postID=5432091544114643719' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15397896/posts/default/5432091544114643719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15397896/posts/default/5432091544114643719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-have-add.html' title='I have ADD'/><author><name>Annika</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YDILRTufcLM/SiSYxjh_f4I/AAAAAAAAACw/49QucDSwwe8/S220/annikazam.JPEG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15397896.post-8560128952572619257</id><published>2008-11-11T13:40:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T13:45:13.511-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Yeah I just dropped my minor</title><content type='html'>Yep with one class left to go I dropped my minor. What...why? you ask. I couldn't take spanish 312 which i had planned to take I couldn't take it becuause it's during Com 355...guess what fucking Augsburg doesn't offer another spanish class that's over 212. My parents arn't gonna pay for me to come an extra semester...so I dropped the minor. Yep and my mother is furious with me... I told her to go to hell...I haven't talked to her since. ... she basically told me the only way i'm going to get a job with my major is if i speak spanish. 1.) I can hardly speak the damn language and I hate it anyways 2) My advisor told me I have a COM major plus  the HR part...and she told me that covers a variety of fields... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So with that note...I'm going to go curl up in the fetal position with Carl ( my stuffed penguin)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15397896-8560128952572619257?l=whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com/feeds/8560128952572619257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15397896&amp;postID=8560128952572619257' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15397896/posts/default/8560128952572619257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15397896/posts/default/8560128952572619257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com/2008/11/yeah-i-just-dropped-my-minor.html' title='Yeah I just dropped my minor'/><author><name>Annika</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YDILRTufcLM/SiSYxjh_f4I/AAAAAAAAACw/49QucDSwwe8/S220/annikazam.JPEG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15397896.post-3025126341613970638</id><published>2008-11-09T14:13:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T14:15:02.196-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I need to motivate myself to do my art project...it's lame!!!!  Also I went to St.Cloud last night to watch synchro, then um I went to bed.I had skating this morning and then i went grocery shopping and went to the book store and bought the second Twilight book called new moon. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is all&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15397896-3025126341613970638?l=whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com/feeds/3025126341613970638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15397896&amp;postID=3025126341613970638' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15397896/posts/default/3025126341613970638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15397896/posts/default/3025126341613970638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-need-to-motivate-myself-to-do-my-art.html' title=''/><author><name>Annika</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YDILRTufcLM/SiSYxjh_f4I/AAAAAAAAACw/49QucDSwwe8/S220/annikazam.JPEG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15397896.post-276058301947570658</id><published>2008-11-07T22:55:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T22:59:12.155-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Things are looking up</title><content type='html'>So, I got a 74 on my sociology test, that's good enough for me ha ha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, so I had this issue with a guy, and it went to hell and back. Found out the guy lives across the hall from me, but i've just never seen him in my building till this week ( what a cruel twist of fate I know). The thing is  keep running into the jerk, and every time i see him I get the dirtiest looks from him. I mean some on we're not 13 years old anymore, we're like 21 I think we can get over the whole "dirty look" stage and be responsible adults.  I guess its obvious  he can't .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ughh the puppies got in the mud my mother is now making me dry them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh also i read the "twilight" book ..you know that's gonna be a movie. Such a chick book but I love it. That Edward Cullen is a dreamboat. I wish there were more men as ...captivating as he is. ha ha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15397896-276058301947570658?l=whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com/feeds/276058301947570658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15397896&amp;postID=276058301947570658' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15397896/posts/default/276058301947570658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15397896/posts/default/276058301947570658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com/2008/11/things-are-looking-up.html' title='Things are looking up'/><author><name>Annika</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YDILRTufcLM/SiSYxjh_f4I/AAAAAAAAACw/49QucDSwwe8/S220/annikazam.JPEG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15397896.post-6627593304619027874</id><published>2008-11-02T16:39:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T16:43:44.130-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday</title><content type='html'>I'm stressed out and it's my own fault. I procrastinated and now it's coming to kick me in the ass.  I have a sociology test on tuesday and I started studying for the test today. I know by some people's standards it's early but for me that is extremely late to study for a test. Then i was all pissed because i had come back to school last night thinking my friends and I were going to hang out, No it didn't happen, I was pissed.  But then i realized it happened for a reason, I'm going to challenge myself to not go out and party or drink at all this month. Except for maybe thanksgiving at my aunt and uncles.  So i'm mad at myself, mad at some people and just plain cranky.  Halloween was ok, I just woke up morbidly depressed the next day for some reason. I hate dressing up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday I also worked before going out it was the most fun I have had at work all year. Seriously I had a blast. I was pissed to leave the hockey game to go out with people. But i still had fun when I went out.  I should go before it gets too dark, i need to find some food, I'm thinking Jimmy Johns.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15397896-6627593304619027874?l=whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com/feeds/6627593304619027874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15397896&amp;postID=6627593304619027874' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15397896/posts/default/6627593304619027874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15397896/posts/default/6627593304619027874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com/2008/11/sunday.html' title='Sunday'/><author><name>Annika</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YDILRTufcLM/SiSYxjh_f4I/AAAAAAAAACw/49QucDSwwe8/S220/annikazam.JPEG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15397896.post-6841588793791472031</id><published>2008-11-01T16:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T16:51:20.157-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ehhh</title><content type='html'>I'm feeling really down today&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15397896-6841588793791472031?l=whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com/feeds/6841588793791472031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15397896&amp;postID=6841588793791472031' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15397896/posts/default/6841588793791472031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15397896/posts/default/6841588793791472031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com/2008/11/ehhh.html' title='Ehhh'/><author><name>Annika</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YDILRTufcLM/SiSYxjh_f4I/AAAAAAAAACw/49QucDSwwe8/S220/annikazam.JPEG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15397896.post-1983899613951672000</id><published>2008-10-31T10:55:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T10:56:23.265-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ouch!</title><content type='html'>I got dragged to a halloween dance on campus yesterday..it sucked. I wore heels and i have the biggest blister on my foot ever...and i'm suppose to dress up again tonight...arghhh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywho that's life for now&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15397896-1983899613951672000?l=whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com/feeds/1983899613951672000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15397896&amp;postID=1983899613951672000' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15397896/posts/default/1983899613951672000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15397896/posts/default/1983899613951672000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com/2008/10/ouch.html' title='Ouch!'/><author><name>Annika</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YDILRTufcLM/SiSYxjh_f4I/AAAAAAAAACw/49QucDSwwe8/S220/annikazam.JPEG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15397896.post-4009140068620614637</id><published>2008-10-29T12:08:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T12:10:31.480-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I had plenty of time to do my spanish and i didn't do it ...im bad ass</title><content type='html'>They posted my video/new story on the A-net webpage. basically the web page that only student and faculty and staff  can look at, at my school. I looked so bad in that video..and there's one shot where my eyes were all shifty looking hahahah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah didn't do my spanish. i am so unmotivated to do school work, that sucks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes I'm going out for halloween, my friends are making mego to shout house..and yes i have to dress up in my can can girl costume. It's cute.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15397896-4009140068620614637?l=whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com/feeds/4009140068620614637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15397896&amp;postID=4009140068620614637' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15397896/posts/default/4009140068620614637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15397896/posts/default/4009140068620614637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-had-plenty-of-time-to-do-my-spanish.html' title='I had plenty of time to do my spanish and i didn&apos;t do it ...im bad ass'/><author><name>Annika</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YDILRTufcLM/SiSYxjh_f4I/AAAAAAAAACw/49QucDSwwe8/S220/annikazam.JPEG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15397896.post-1604712946638879692</id><published>2008-10-27T12:27:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T12:34:21.078-05:00</updated><title type='text'>New Plan of action</title><content type='html'>While I sit here procrastinating i.e not reading for soc or painting for art class. I have some new goals for november.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Stop drinking/going out/partying it really screws up your sleep pattern ex. i fell asleep around 4 this morning woke up at 11 bad Annika&lt;br /&gt;2. Avoid the opposite gender completely except for gay friend kevin.  ex. i can do this by not going out  &lt;br /&gt;3. Be more mature at work. That can be easily done, just think ahead and think smart. &lt;br /&gt;4. Focus on school, skating, and work ...no distractions. &lt;br /&gt;5. Clean room...it looks like a tornado went through there&lt;br /&gt;6. Eat a little more healthy....no midnight snacking &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's all i got. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have already made plans for halloween, I am not participating in any celebrating what so ever. Yes i had great adorable classy sexy yet  not slutty costume and i'll just save it for next year. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok have a wonderful day, 8 days till election,i'm nervous! Also 8 days till my next sociology test....i'm screwed&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15397896-1604712946638879692?l=whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com/feeds/1604712946638879692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15397896&amp;postID=1604712946638879692' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15397896/posts/default/1604712946638879692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15397896/posts/default/1604712946638879692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com/2008/10/new-plan-of-action.html' title='New Plan of action'/><author><name>Annika</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YDILRTufcLM/SiSYxjh_f4I/AAAAAAAAACw/49QucDSwwe8/S220/annikazam.JPEG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15397896.post-2828684102974900392</id><published>2008-10-26T16:15:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T16:17:07.258-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It's been a rough month</title><content type='html'>October has been a really rough month for me, I can't wait till november so i can start fresh and  positive and i don't know what else to say. I've made some mistakes and  i'm just ready to start fresh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm watching figure skating on tv...very exciting I know right? I actually have some reading to do for sociology and some um art i need to revise a tree picture and make it spooky in celebration of halloween.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15397896-2828684102974900392?l=whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com/feeds/2828684102974900392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15397896&amp;postID=2828684102974900392' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15397896/posts/default/2828684102974900392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15397896/posts/default/2828684102974900392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com/2008/10/its-been-rough-month.html' title='It&apos;s been a rough month'/><author><name>Annika</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YDILRTufcLM/SiSYxjh_f4I/AAAAAAAAACw/49QucDSwwe8/S220/annikazam.JPEG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15397896.post-7375460701772192904</id><published>2008-10-23T16:36:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T16:36:51.296-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I want to go down a hole and die</title><content type='html'>I want to go down some large hole and die....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15397896-7375460701772192904?l=whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com/feeds/7375460701772192904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15397896&amp;postID=7375460701772192904' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15397896/posts/default/7375460701772192904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15397896/posts/default/7375460701772192904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-want-to-go-down-hole-and-die.html' title='I want to go down a hole and die'/><author><name>Annika</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YDILRTufcLM/SiSYxjh_f4I/AAAAAAAAACw/49QucDSwwe8/S220/annikazam.JPEG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15397896.post-6348109641829114123</id><published>2008-10-22T14:02:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T14:03:54.592-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Things are looking up</title><content type='html'>Although the guy i met saturday never called me back i think i'll live. Disapointing (sp) yes... depressing  ehh... anywho i have that meeting with my boss tomorrow and yeah um i know what it's gonna be about and i'm cool with it. The other rink manager and I are on good terms now. My news story went well, watch channel 5 at 3 pm this friday.  I'm really hungry right now, that sucks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah...so that's life for me ha ha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15397896-6348109641829114123?l=whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com/feeds/6348109641829114123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15397896&amp;postID=6348109641829114123' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15397896/posts/default/6348109641829114123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15397896/posts/default/6348109641829114123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com/2008/10/things-are-looking-up.html' title='Things are looking up'/><author><name>Annika</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YDILRTufcLM/SiSYxjh_f4I/AAAAAAAAACw/49QucDSwwe8/S220/annikazam.JPEG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15397896.post-5277140977833318882</id><published>2008-10-20T20:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T20:47:35.648-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ugh</title><content type='html'>My meeting with my boss is tomorrow, i am freakin' nervous. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a head ache...i've been studying all night...working towards my midterm.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15397896-5277140977833318882?l=whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com/feeds/5277140977833318882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15397896&amp;postID=5277140977833318882' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15397896/posts/default/5277140977833318882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15397896/posts/default/5277140977833318882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com/2008/10/ugh.html' title='Ugh'/><author><name>Annika</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YDILRTufcLM/SiSYxjh_f4I/AAAAAAAAACw/49QucDSwwe8/S220/annikazam.JPEG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15397896.post-5956470898702115821</id><published>2008-10-20T02:13:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T02:18:00.784-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I can't sleep</title><content type='html'>It's like 2:15 am on a monday .... yeah I can't sleep at all, i'm like hyper. I thought i was tired but then i dunno. Anyways I had another crazy night, um i can't really say much but it was crazy. Well i better try to get some sleep&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15397896-5956470898702115821?l=whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com/feeds/5956470898702115821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15397896&amp;postID=5956470898702115821' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15397896/posts/default/5956470898702115821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15397896/posts/default/5956470898702115821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-cant-sleep.html' title='I can&apos;t sleep'/><author><name>Annika</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YDILRTufcLM/SiSYxjh_f4I/AAAAAAAAACw/49QucDSwwe8/S220/annikazam.JPEG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15397896.post-4117407195909758328</id><published>2008-10-18T12:46:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-18T12:55:56.823-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Let me explain...</title><content type='html'>I was on the news website site and they wanted people to e-mail in about odd jobs. I have an odd job so i e-mailed them thinking it would be fun and didn't think that they would actually get back to me. They did. So I asked my boss Mr.P ( that's what we're gonna call him) if we could do it ..they ( Mr.P and that bitch who works there during the day Ms. K ) basically told me i'd freak out and crash and that i'm not good enough plus they'd have to go through the PR office at the big "A "( my school) and it sounded like neither wanted to do that. Then they got pissed because i didn't ask if i could e-mail the news. I wasn't aware I was suppose to ask them something like that,  no one told me. I apologized and said i'd call the guy back at the news and say no So i told the news we couldn't do it but if they really wanted to they could contact the big "A" PR office and see if they wanted to do it. I couldn't guarentee anything. So  the news called the PR office and they thought it was an awesome thing and they'd like to have the news come in. So we're filming wednesday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So then i got an e-mail from my boss cuz hes super pissed at me and I have to have a meeting with him. I was freaking out all Thursday night ( even at the bar for a while) thinking he was gonna fire me and that would have been bad. But now that i think of it he'd probably want to meet sooner  if he wanted to fire me plus he wouldn't have e-mailed me about the scheduling meeting if he was gonna fire me. I'm just super scared. I had no intention of upsetting anyone and I feel awful about this whole situation. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other other news I had a wild thursday night it involved some....um...err... fun...that's all I will say. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went home last night got the best night of sleep i have had in a long time, it felt good,  Fall break is next week but my parents will be out of town so i can't really go home . Well i could because my bro and his gf will be there but i can't stand them when they're together, so i'll be at school working and stuff.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15397896-4117407195909758328?l=whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com/feeds/4117407195909758328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15397896&amp;postID=4117407195909758328' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15397896/posts/default/4117407195909758328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15397896/posts/default/4117407195909758328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com/2008/10/let-me-explain.html' title='Let me explain...'/><author><name>Annika</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YDILRTufcLM/SiSYxjh_f4I/AAAAAAAAACw/49QucDSwwe8/S220/annikazam.JPEG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15397896.post-7281869462871635424</id><published>2008-10-17T17:33:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T17:34:43.347-05:00</updated><title type='text'>sad day</title><content type='html'>I just wish none of this would happen and that things were back to normal. &lt;br /&gt;I wish i could run and hide somewhere and not come out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15397896-7281869462871635424?l=whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com/feeds/7281869462871635424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15397896&amp;postID=7281869462871635424' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15397896/posts/default/7281869462871635424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15397896/posts/default/7281869462871635424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com/2008/10/sad-day.html' title='sad day'/><author><name>Annika</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YDILRTufcLM/SiSYxjh_f4I/AAAAAAAAACw/49QucDSwwe8/S220/annikazam.JPEG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15397896.post-2609151819741389520</id><published>2008-10-10T13:49:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T13:51:13.084-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ok woah that go out of hand</title><content type='html'>That drama i had was awful, so effing distracting..it got way out of hand. Oh well we learn from our mistakes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a cold, i havent done spanish at all this week, excpet for what was due monday. that's bad of me. I'm so going to focus on homework this weekend assuming i don't party too much. I gotta stop partying it's not good. Way not good.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15397896-2609151819741389520?l=whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com/feeds/2609151819741389520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15397896&amp;postID=2609151819741389520' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15397896/posts/default/2609151819741389520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15397896/posts/default/2609151819741389520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com/2008/10/ok-woah-that-go-out-of-hand.html' title='Ok woah that go out of hand'/><author><name>Annika</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YDILRTufcLM/SiSYxjh_f4I/AAAAAAAAACw/49QucDSwwe8/S220/annikazam.JPEG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15397896.post-18734090219659161</id><published>2008-10-05T18:21:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-05T18:23:34.316-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I had a good day</title><content type='html'>Despite making a complete ass of myself last night i had a good day today. I mean it did start off with a hang over, but i got some homework done and yeah it was pretty cool. I went to jimmy johns, hung out with morgan for a while and yeah . I'm bored now I could finish my art but I don't want to.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15397896-18734090219659161?l=whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com/feeds/18734090219659161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15397896&amp;postID=18734090219659161' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15397896/posts/default/18734090219659161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15397896/posts/default/18734090219659161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-had-good-day.html' title='I had a good day'/><author><name>Annika</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YDILRTufcLM/SiSYxjh_f4I/AAAAAAAAACw/49QucDSwwe8/S220/annikazam.JPEG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15397896.post-4146477614046761112</id><published>2008-10-03T17:36:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T17:37:31.583-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Why am i so lame??</title><content type='html'>I'm having a "annika pity party " right now...you seriously do not have to pity me it's so not worth it. ha ha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had for the most part a fun night last night and then it got crappy at the bar. Anywho yeah that's all i got. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My room is a disaster lol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15397896-4146477614046761112?l=whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com/feeds/4146477614046761112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15397896&amp;postID=4146477614046761112' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15397896/posts/default/4146477614046761112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15397896/posts/default/4146477614046761112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com/2008/10/why-am-i-so-lame.html' title='Why am i so lame??'/><author><name>Annika</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YDILRTufcLM/SiSYxjh_f4I/AAAAAAAAACw/49QucDSwwe8/S220/annikazam.JPEG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15397896.post-2967530909820990236</id><published>2008-10-01T15:34:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T15:39:23.386-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Good tuesday until...</title><content type='html'>My tuesday was fantastic: I went to art class and started a good drawing, participated in class discussion, and went to dance and had lots of fun. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this is where it got bad. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; ok so i usually get to the rink early before skating cuz i like to clear my head before i skate and strech and just chill get in the zone its a mental thing  and sometimes i just come right from class and whatever. Sometimes I go into the rink office where my boss  "P" is and the week day supervisor "K" are to avoid this really annoying kid and her mom. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So K is the athletic facilities manager for the ice arena and simelby. She's not my boss but is considered a superior. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i went to the office today and i asked if i could hide from annoying people... She snaps at me and starts yelling at me. Basically she said : I don't care if they're annoying then why do you get here so early"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I reply " it's a mental thing plus i just came from class." and then&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's yells back " I dont care...!" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then I was like ( as politely as possible ) well if you don't want me here i can leave ...would you like me to leave?&lt;br /&gt;She yells back " No i'm leaving" and continues to yell at me as i ask "P" ( my boss) if he would like to me to leave. He said he had to leave so i said , ok i'll leave then. she continues to yell at me as i walk out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all i think it was highly unprofessional of her to yell at me. Second, what did I do to piss her off so badly? third: she could have just said " look we're really busy could you come by some other  time and leave right now? " I am not five years old and i shouldn't be treated that way. I'm really upset with this lady. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so mad because  that was so unprofessional and i think i deserve an apology&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news i have a sociology test tomorrow, i'm really not ready for it but i'm working on it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15397896-2967530909820990236?l=whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com/feeds/2967530909820990236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15397896&amp;postID=2967530909820990236' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15397896/posts/default/2967530909820990236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15397896/posts/default/2967530909820990236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com/2008/10/good-tuesday-until.html' title='Good tuesday until...'/><author><name>Annika</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YDILRTufcLM/SiSYxjh_f4I/AAAAAAAAACw/49QucDSwwe8/S220/annikazam.JPEG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15397896.post-8926137808766597287</id><published>2008-09-29T20:15:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T20:19:35.513-05:00</updated><title type='text'>No one answers their phone....</title><content type='html'>Yeah no one answers their phone. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I worked out this morning and i guess I'm going to go work out again tonight with two other friends. I hate tuesdays, i am absolutely dreading tomorrow. I'm freezing too. Anywho i wish i had something exciting to write about. I'm watching family guy. Not that excited trust me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15397896-8926137808766597287?l=whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com/feeds/8926137808766597287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15397896&amp;postID=8926137808766597287' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15397896/posts/default/8926137808766597287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15397896/posts/default/8926137808766597287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com/2008/09/no-one-answers-their-phone.html' title='No one answers their phone....'/><author><name>Annika</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YDILRTufcLM/SiSYxjh_f4I/AAAAAAAAACw/49QucDSwwe8/S220/annikazam.JPEG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15397896.post-235599608059236885</id><published>2008-09-27T09:03:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T09:07:25.074-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Workin' at the rink</title><content type='html'>I'm working at the rink, it's not to busy so its a good day to be tired. It's homecoming today, so my friends and I are going to hangout! I'm  excited for that. My week didn't go very well, I shouldn't have skipped spanish it would have benefited me to go, so I'm getting together with a friend or two on sunday to go over what i missed and what is due on monday. I was suppose to go to this thing downtown at some night club last night with my roommate but she sorta bailed on me. I was bummed, then my friends said I could go to Shout House with them, it's got dueling pianos, way fun, just google it and you'll learn more. I'm surprisingly not hung over, well maybe I am...I can't tell because I didn't sleep too well last night so that makes it hard to tell hah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15397896-235599608059236885?l=whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com/feeds/235599608059236885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15397896&amp;postID=235599608059236885' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15397896/posts/default/235599608059236885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15397896/posts/default/235599608059236885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com/2008/09/workin-at-rink.html' title='Workin&apos; at the rink'/><author><name>Annika</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YDILRTufcLM/SiSYxjh_f4I/AAAAAAAAACw/49QucDSwwe8/S220/annikazam.JPEG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15397896.post-2411605376087835766</id><published>2008-09-23T00:06:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T00:06:43.885-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ok one more and im done</title><content type='html'>&lt;table style='border-collapse:collapse;width:400px;'&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan='3'&gt;&lt;embed width='400' height='170' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' flashvars='cowbellID=ryhta&amp;amp;cowbellTitle=Let's get loud - Jennifer Lopez' pluginspage='http://www.adobe.com/shockwave/download/download.cgi?P1_Prod_Version=ShockwaveFlash' quality='high' bgcolor='#ffffff' src='http://www.morecowbell.dj/swf/player.swf' /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style='width:25px;'&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style='border:1px solid black;border-top:0;padding:2px 0 5px;text-align:center;width:350px;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.morecowbell.dj/' style='color:#AE7728;font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:12pt;font-weight:bold;'&gt;Make your own at MoreCowbell.dj&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style='width:25px;'&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15397896-2411605376087835766?l=whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com/feeds/2411605376087835766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15397896&amp;postID=2411605376087835766' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15397896/posts/default/2411605376087835766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15397896/posts/default/2411605376087835766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com/2008/09/ok-one-more-and-im-done.html' title='Ok one more and im done'/><author><name>Annika</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YDILRTufcLM/SiSYxjh_f4I/AAAAAAAAACw/49QucDSwwe8/S220/annikazam.JPEG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15397896.post-2421044028869700838</id><published>2008-09-23T00:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T00:04:04.670-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Heres another  for the heck of it</title><content type='html'>&lt;table style='border-collapse:collapse;width:400px;'&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan='3'&gt;&lt;embed width='400' height='170' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' flashvars='cowbellID=DcZVmm&amp;amp;cowbellTitle=A Dios Le Pido - Juanes' pluginspage='http://www.adobe.com/shockwave/download/download.cgi?P1_Prod_Version=ShockwaveFlash' quality='high' bgcolor='#ffffff' src='http://www.morecowbell.dj/swf/player.swf' /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style='width:25px;'&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style='border:1px solid black;border-top:0;padding:2px 0 5px;text-align:center;width:350px;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.morecowbell.dj/' style='color:#AE7728;font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:12pt;font-weight:bold;'&gt;Make your own at MoreCowbell.dj&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style='width:25px;'&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15397896-2421044028869700838?l=whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com/feeds/2421044028869700838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15397896&amp;postID=2421044028869700838' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15397896/posts/default/2421044028869700838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15397896/posts/default/2421044028869700838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com/2008/09/heres-another-for-heck-of-it.html' title='Heres another  for the heck of it'/><author><name>Annika</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YDILRTufcLM/SiSYxjh_f4I/AAAAAAAAACw/49QucDSwwe8/S220/annikazam.JPEG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15397896.post-2541726865363066075</id><published>2008-09-22T23:39:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T23:42:58.101-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Bad day!</title><content type='html'>I lost a dollar at the vending machine today ...i really wanted a twix bar. bastard machine. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A student at my school was shot and killed today, I didn't know him personally but I'm  so sad for his family. I hope they can make it through this. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the guys ganged up on me at the zam meeting and were total ass holes to me, my boss included. I'm really mad about it and can't sleep because of it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have shit going on from 8am -9pm tomorrow i think i'll be skipping a class....then most likely take a mental health day on wednesday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15397896-2541726865363066075?l=whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com/feeds/2541726865363066075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15397896&amp;postID=2541726865363066075' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15397896/posts/default/2541726865363066075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15397896/posts/default/2541726865363066075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com/2008/09/bad-day.html' title='Bad day!'/><author><name>Annika</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YDILRTufcLM/SiSYxjh_f4I/AAAAAAAAACw/49QucDSwwe8/S220/annikazam.JPEG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15397896.post-7032061413071189506</id><published>2008-09-21T23:18:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T23:27:08.055-05:00</updated><title type='text'>More cowbell again...yeah i can't sleep</title><content type='html'>I was on that cowbell site&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found this :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style='border-collapse:collapse;width:400px;'&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan='3'&gt;&lt;embed width='400' height='170' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' flashvars='cowbellID=D47jeo&amp;amp;cowbellTitle=Flash Gordon Theme - Queen' pluginspage='http://www.adobe.com/shockwave/download/download.cgi?P1_Prod_Version=ShockwaveFlash' quality='high' bgcolor='#ffffff' src='http://www.morecowbell.dj/swf/player.swf' /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style='width:25px;'&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style='border:1px solid black;border-top:0;padding:2px 0 5px;text-align:center;width:350px;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.morecowbell.dj/' style='color:#AE7728;font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:12pt;font-weight:bold;'&gt;Make your own at MoreCowbell.dj&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style='width:25px;'&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i made this one:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style='border-collapse:collapse;width:400px;'&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan='3'&gt;&lt;embed width='400' height='170' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' flashvars='cowbellID=BCWhks&amp;amp;cowbellTitle=Hips Don't Lie - Shakira ft Wyclef Jean' pluginspage='http://www.adobe.com/shockwave/download/download.cgi?P1_Prod_Version=ShockwaveFlash' quality='high' bgcolor='#ffffff' src='http://www.morecowbell.dj/swf/player.swf' /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style='width:25px;'&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style='border:1px solid black;border-top:0;padding:2px 0 5px;text-align:center;width:350px;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.morecowbell.dj/' style='color:#AE7728;font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:12pt;font-weight:bold;'&gt;Make your own at MoreCowbell.dj&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style='width:25px;'&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it sounds kinda good....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and this one &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style='border-collapse:collapse;width:400px;'&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan='3'&gt;&lt;embed width='400' height='170' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' flashvars='cowbellID=CCN5js&amp;amp;cowbellTitle=Whenever, Wherever - Shakira' pluginspage='http://www.adobe.com/shockwave/download/download.cgi?P1_Prod_Version=ShockwaveFlash' quality='high' bgcolor='#ffffff' src='http://www.morecowbell.dj/swf/player.swf' /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style='width:25px;'&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style='border:1px solid black;border-top:0;padding:2px 0 5px;text-align:center;width:350px;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.morecowbell.dj/' style='color:#AE7728;font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:12pt;font-weight:bold;'&gt;Make your own at MoreCowbell.dj&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style='width:25px;'&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&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/15397896-7032061413071189506?l=whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com/feeds/7032061413071189506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15397896&amp;postID=7032061413071189506' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15397896/posts/default/7032061413071189506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15397896/posts/default/7032061413071189506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com/2008/09/more-cowbell-againyeah-i-cant-sleep.html' title='More cowbell again...yeah i can&apos;t sleep'/><author><name>Annika</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YDILRTufcLM/SiSYxjh_f4I/AAAAAAAAACw/49QucDSwwe8/S220/annikazam.JPEG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15397896.post-7265172269382350161</id><published>2008-09-20T00:36:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-20T00:38:36.345-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I am so mad at myself </title><content type='html'>There are so many things i can find wrong with myself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This will cheer me up a bit i hope...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style='border-collapse:collapse;width:400px;'&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan='3'&gt;&lt;embed width='400' height='170' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' flashvars='cowbellID=Edj2zy&amp;amp;cowbellTitle=Christmas Is All Around - Billy Mack' pluginspage='http://www.adobe.com/shockwave/download/download.cgi?P1_Prod_Version=ShockwaveFlash' quality='high' bgcolor='#ffffff' src='http://www.morecowbell.dj/swf/player.swf' /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style='width:25px;'&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style='border:1px solid black;border-top:0;padding:2px 0 5px;text-align:center;width:350px;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.morecowbell.dj/' style='color:#AE7728;font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:12pt;font-weight:bold;'&gt;Make your own at MoreCowbell.dj&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style='width:25px;'&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15397896-7265172269382350161?l=whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com/feeds/7265172269382350161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15397896&amp;postID=7265172269382350161' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15397896/posts/default/7265172269382350161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15397896/posts/default/7265172269382350161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-am-so-mad-at-myself.html' title='I am so mad at myself '/><author><name>Annika</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YDILRTufcLM/SiSYxjh_f4I/AAAAAAAAACw/49QucDSwwe8/S220/annikazam.JPEG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15397896.post-2252606634794952252</id><published>2008-09-15T17:49:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T17:50:48.288-05:00</updated><title type='text'>New puppy</title><content type='html'>My parents got a second puppy, she is Teddy's litter mate aka his sister. My parents named her tiger lilly aka lilly. Go to my Fb and see pictures. I can't wait to go home this weekend and play with them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15397896-2252606634794952252?l=whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com/feeds/2252606634794952252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15397896&amp;postID=2252606634794952252' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15397896/posts/default/2252606634794952252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15397896/posts/default/2252606634794952252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com/2008/09/new-puppy.html' title='New puppy'/><author><name>Annika</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YDILRTufcLM/SiSYxjh_f4I/AAAAAAAAACw/49QucDSwwe8/S220/annikazam.JPEG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15397896.post-5819839359543509096</id><published>2008-09-12T17:47:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T17:52:11.810-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Still Sore</title><content type='html'>Went out and partied last night, totally had fun. Found a cute guy from school, but then found out he has  a girlfriend. So that just wont fly with me, gotta find a new guy damn. I wasn't hung over today surprisingly i just nearly fell asleep in spanish. i worked out this morning um then i skated this afternoon, that went pretty well could have been better. Anyways um I'm starving sore from a fall in skating. I'm suppose to meet with my CA and  go over the housing agreement with my roomie, um yeah she isn't here i haven't seen her since last night. Um i'm super sore from working out every day this week, I'm wondering if i lost any weight though. Probably not. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news spanish is going well, so i everything else...i think.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15397896-5819839359543509096?l=whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com/feeds/5819839359543509096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15397896&amp;postID=5819839359543509096' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15397896/posts/default/5819839359543509096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15397896/posts/default/5819839359543509096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com/2008/09/still-sore.html' title='Still Sore'/><author><name>Annika</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YDILRTufcLM/SiSYxjh_f4I/AAAAAAAAACw/49QucDSwwe8/S220/annikazam.JPEG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15397896.post-8770237388793710784</id><published>2008-09-09T21:02:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T21:06:36.221-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Life sucks</title><content type='html'>8-11:10 Art &lt;br /&gt;11:10-11:50 Lunch if the line isn't too long... today it was too long&lt;br /&gt;11;50-1:20 sociology &lt;br /&gt;1:30-3 Intro to dance &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then relax/ do homework 3-4 &lt;br /&gt;4-6:30 skating &lt;br /&gt;6:30-now or 8 ish&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm tired, i don't sleep when i'm at school and i pulled every muscle in dance today &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anywho i appear to be watching ghost busters of some form. wait now im watching a prison show...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.s i hate politics &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s.s i suck at life&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15397896-8770237388793710784?l=whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com/feeds/8770237388793710784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15397896&amp;postID=8770237388793710784' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15397896/posts/default/8770237388793710784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15397896/posts/default/8770237388793710784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenpenguinsfly.blogspot.com/2008/09/life-sucks.html' title='Life sucks'/><author><name>Annika</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YDILRTufcLM/SiSYxjh_f4I/AAAAAAAAACw/49QucDSwwe8/S220/annikazam.JPEG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
