<?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-29733145</id><updated>2011-04-21T17:07:44.394-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Undignified Thoughts of Ang.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angstopsecret.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29733145/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angstopsecret.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Girl_In_Saskatoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07087865571161959250</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>38</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29733145.post-4182743380754149723</id><published>2007-06-04T23:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-04T23:26:35.327-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Who knows.</title><content type='html'>Ok so it has been a really long time since i have blogged. Mainly becaue i have been wiht out computer. And well i have not much to say. But tonight while i was out with a friend we began to talk about the different types of friendships that we have. Lets just say there are two main type.&lt;br /&gt;         The first is friends of the heart, we all have them, we all have different amonts of them. This is the type of friend that have been in your life forever. So far in my life i Only have one her name is Jodi and her and i have been friends ince like kindergarten. I think that one of the resons that our friendship has lasted is because we have never been in the same cool or anything like that. And no matter how long we go with out talking it is always like picking up where we left off. The reason i say i only have one is mainly the fact that i am only 21 and i am ure there will be a few for that will come into my life.&lt;br /&gt;          The Second are friends in passing. This is the kind of friend that my be important to you for a time but then things happen and you drift appart. It is not saying that there is anything wrong with this. It is a fact of life people grow apart. I have had may of these type of ppl in my life. And i am sure there will be many more to come in my life.&lt;br /&gt;         But i know that one thing is for sure we need both types in our life. To learn from and to have learn from us. I think it is what God wants for us. To love those in our lives whether for a long or shot time. MAke the most of it live in the moment not in the future. Because really who knows what will happen in the future.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29733145-4182743380754149723?l=angstopsecret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angstopsecret.blogspot.com/feeds/4182743380754149723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29733145&amp;postID=4182743380754149723' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29733145/posts/default/4182743380754149723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29733145/posts/default/4182743380754149723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angstopsecret.blogspot.com/2007/06/who-knows.html' title='Who knows.'/><author><name>Girl_In_Saskatoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07087865571161959250</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29733145.post-7344657968439183288</id><published>2007-04-18T18:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-18T18:19:36.328-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Changes.</title><content type='html'>Well i know that i really havent blogged in a while but i am still alive just incase any of you were woundering at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So basically here is a quick run down of things going on in my life.&lt;br /&gt;1. I am moving. With 2 of the coolest girls i have met since i have lived out here.&lt;br /&gt;2. I am getting a newish job. I am going to be full time at the lawson store. so no more working seven days a week.&lt;br /&gt;3. Well this one hasn't happend yet but i will soon be 21. I know that it is crazy but i will be legal everywhere. I dont really know what i will do with this new kindda freedom if i do anything at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well that is all&lt;br /&gt;when i move into my new place maybe i will figure out how to put pictures on.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29733145-7344657968439183288?l=angstopsecret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angstopsecret.blogspot.com/feeds/7344657968439183288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29733145&amp;postID=7344657968439183288' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29733145/posts/default/7344657968439183288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29733145/posts/default/7344657968439183288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angstopsecret.blogspot.com/2007/04/changes.html' title='Changes.'/><author><name>Girl_In_Saskatoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07087865571161959250</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29733145.post-4469575990527424221</id><published>2007-03-31T09:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-31T09:34:49.643-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Snobs.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;First Of all &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;before&lt;/span&gt; I go any further i would like to put a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;disclammer&lt;/span&gt; to all of my blogs form this date forward. When i blog it is more of a rant about things that are going on in my life or that have happened. I in no way mean to hurt or offend anyone with my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;comments&lt;/span&gt; or thoughts. If i do i am deeply sorry. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;So on the the real topic. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;SNOBS you say. Why yes that is right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;So let me think. There is one person who has recently come back into my life who is in fact a snob. I am not going to name names &lt;span style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffff00"&gt;or&lt;/span&gt; anything of the sort. But i am going to tell you that this &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;person&lt;/span&gt; is one. Weather they know it or not it is spreading to those around them as well. I am not going to say that this &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;person&lt;/span&gt; is a snob on purpose but they are in fact one. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;Then last night me and a few friends got onto the topic of this whole "snob" issue. We &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;decided&lt;/span&gt; that it would be a very dull and boring life to live i would personally hate it. I would go crazy &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;hanggin'&lt;/span&gt; out with only a select few people and so would many of those i know. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;Well i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; really know if i have an actual point to this rant but i feel that it is something that we should all think about and see if we are a snob. Or if we ever have been. To all of those people that I myself have ever been a snob to i am deeply sorry. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;God Bless.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Ang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29733145-4469575990527424221?l=angstopsecret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angstopsecret.blogspot.com/feeds/4469575990527424221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29733145&amp;postID=4469575990527424221' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29733145/posts/default/4469575990527424221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29733145/posts/default/4469575990527424221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angstopsecret.blogspot.com/2007/03/snobs.html' title='Snobs.'/><author><name>Girl_In_Saskatoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07087865571161959250</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29733145.post-4838910263255654844</id><published>2007-03-27T17:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-27T17:33:02.595-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ouch.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;So yesterday evening me and a few of my friends were going out for coffee. As we were leaving my house i cut my foot on glass. How you may ask well i will tell you. I dont really know. All that i really know is that i was wearing sandals i heard a big snap then my foot started to hurt. Then when i looked at it there was blood everywhere. So that really sucked. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;The one thing that i do know and that i am asking all of you is that if you see glss on the street be wise. and if you are the ones who trow the glass bottles on the street i am begging you to stop. For one day someones foot may get cut off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29733145-4838910263255654844?l=angstopsecret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angstopsecret.blogspot.com/feeds/4838910263255654844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29733145&amp;postID=4838910263255654844' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29733145/posts/default/4838910263255654844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29733145/posts/default/4838910263255654844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angstopsecret.blogspot.com/2007/03/ouch.html' title='Ouch.'/><author><name>Girl_In_Saskatoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07087865571161959250</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29733145.post-1415188707711183055</id><published>2007-03-23T15:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-23T16:00:28.593-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Polka Dots.</title><content type='html'>So latley it seems that i have no friends. I know that I really do and that i actually have lots. It is just that they are all in school well not all but most are. Now me on the other hand i am not. So here is the deal . Heather and i love hangging out. We love it more when there is  a big group. But now it seems to just be us and all the things that we want to do are funner in big groups. Im sure that you all know what i mean. Now i am not saying that it is there fault that they are in school ( well kindda is) what i am basically saying is that i need friends who live in the city that are not in school. So if you know any let me know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh i also like polka dots very much.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29733145-1415188707711183055?l=angstopsecret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angstopsecret.blogspot.com/feeds/1415188707711183055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29733145&amp;postID=1415188707711183055' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29733145/posts/default/1415188707711183055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29733145/posts/default/1415188707711183055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angstopsecret.blogspot.com/2007/03/polka-dots.html' title='Polka Dots.'/><author><name>Girl_In_Saskatoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07087865571161959250</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29733145.post-1355714198619418326</id><published>2007-03-08T07:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-08T07:02:45.360-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Home.</title><content type='html'>IM GOING HOME FOR THE WEEKEND. I AM SO EXCITED.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29733145-1355714198619418326?l=angstopsecret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angstopsecret.blogspot.com/feeds/1355714198619418326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29733145&amp;postID=1355714198619418326' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29733145/posts/default/1355714198619418326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29733145/posts/default/1355714198619418326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angstopsecret.blogspot.com/2007/03/home.html' title='Home.'/><author><name>Girl_In_Saskatoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07087865571161959250</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29733145.post-8153524633691950649</id><published>2007-02-18T17:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-23T17:13:31.176-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tagged</title><content type='html'>So but now I am gusseing that most of you all know how this whol tag game thing works. If not you will soon figure out. And if not well I just dont know what you are going to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Well, first ramdom fact about me that you may not know, is that I am a girl who dosent especially like to eat chocolate. I know that some of you must be in shock, but it is true. Now dont get me wrong I do eat chocolate but not offten. It is not something that I would go out and buy. But on the other hand I love peanut butter and eat it and crave it like most girls do with chocolate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2)I dont really like to whole idea of a mp3 player/ ipod/ whatever you want to call it! Now dont shoot me for this but really if you think about it, it turns everyone in to robots walking around listening to there music ignoring all those around. Now dont get me wrong, I love music, and if you are on like a run or something I totaly understand them or walking by yourself out side. But think about how rude it is to be walking in a store with your head phones on ignoring the people who are there to help you. I also think that they are just away for to many people to hide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3)I have recently become awear that I have a lot of friends that have red hair. I dont really know why that it but it is the was that it is. Lindsay, Marian, Allison, Curtis, and Frankie I love you all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4)I am in fact addicted to my job. Now I know that this sounds odd, but it is true. Almost everyday that I work I find something new that I want to try. My shelf at home is starting to become full of supplements. For those of you who don't know i work at GNC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) last but not least I have been trying to finish this post for about a week. I guess that is just shows you how little I could think of about myself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As fot the people that I am going to tag i will probably have to take about another week to thik about it but no worries i will get it done sometime.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29733145-8153524633691950649?l=angstopsecret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angstopsecret.blogspot.com/feeds/8153524633691950649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29733145&amp;postID=8153524633691950649' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29733145/posts/default/8153524633691950649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29733145/posts/default/8153524633691950649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angstopsecret.blogspot.com/2007/02/tagged.html' title='Tagged'/><author><name>Girl_In_Saskatoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07087865571161959250</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29733145.post-4390116792256756823</id><published>2007-02-06T17:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-06T17:26:36.756-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;So I'm sitting here trying to think of something to blog about but I really have no idea what.m So maybe I think to my self that I will just write untill I get bored or I think of something amazing to write. Thinking but I can't come up with a thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;   I could write about my new manager and how he is a tltal jerk and the worst manager ever. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;   I could write about how Allison ond I are going to plan out dinner party that we are having on the 14th of this month.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;   I could also write about how I am thinking about what I am going to do with my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;   Or maybe I could write about how i dont know when the next time I have a day off is since  I am now working at 3 stores like 7 days a week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;   But maybe I should talk about the fact that everyone in my house is really sick.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;   So I guess that I could write about alot of things but I don't really have this great desire to spend the time going into great detail with any of them so I guess this is all you get for now. Maybe next time I will have something exciting going on in my life but probably not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29733145-4390116792256756823?l=angstopsecret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angstopsecret.blogspot.com/feeds/4390116792256756823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29733145&amp;postID=4390116792256756823' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29733145/posts/default/4390116792256756823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29733145/posts/default/4390116792256756823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angstopsecret.blogspot.com/2007/02/so-im-sitting-here-trying-to-think-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Girl_In_Saskatoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07087865571161959250</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29733145.post-116899992514783112</id><published>2007-01-16T17:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-16T18:12:05.160-08:00</updated><title type='text'>City Streets?!?!</title><content type='html'>Ok so last week as some of you may or may not know there was a fairly bad snow storm out here in good old Saskatoon. It was really bad car accidents like you wouldn't believe, Streets and bridges closed, basically the entire city was at a stand still.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      So now days later the city is revovering quite well, except for one little part. THE STREETS.   Like the one that I live one it is really rather icy. Just to paint you a little bit of a picturelets just say that with in the span of 3 houses in the paast 48hrs there have been more then 10 accidents. It seems to happen in the same places alot, our neighbors yard and people keep hitting the same tree over and over again. There is little scraps or cars everywhere over all of our yards, and also bits of the tree everywhere. Poor tree. So that has accounted for most of the accidents.&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;     Now gets to the other accidents. In less than 2hrs Monday morning my roomate Michelles car got hit 3 times. Now there is some ok things abou this. First person left a note on the car becasue no one answered the door. Second person Michelle just happend to be going out side at that time. But the third person hit the car and ran. I mean come on really dont be a jerk and just hit a car and run. Be a man or woman about it tell them that you did it. You are going to get in more trouble if you dont then if you do. I mean how imature do people need to be. You probably wouldnt even get in that much trouble if you just said that is did it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     So all I have to say to the person who hit the car and ran dont be lame.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29733145-116899992514783112?l=angstopsecret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angstopsecret.blogspot.com/feeds/116899992514783112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29733145&amp;postID=116899992514783112' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29733145/posts/default/116899992514783112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29733145/posts/default/116899992514783112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angstopsecret.blogspot.com/2007/01/city-streets.html' title='City Streets?!?!'/><author><name>Girl_In_Saskatoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07087865571161959250</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29733145.post-116830612538290948</id><published>2007-01-08T17:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-08T17:28:45.403-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Man that HURT!</title><content type='html'>Ok so on Friday a bunch of friends anf me went sledding on a hill of death. Why I call it this you might ask? Well first of all it was all ice. After it has been warm then really cold then warm then cold you get an icy/bumpy effect. So with all that plus speed it turns into a deadly combination. So going down the hill is fine but at the bottom where it is bumpy it is like you have whiplash or something.&lt;br /&gt;So the next day all i can say is ouch total pain in my whole body. I am still feeling it 3 days later. My neck mainly hurts.&lt;br /&gt;So word of advice Dont go down the death hill if you are not prepared for the side effects.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29733145-116830612538290948?l=angstopsecret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angstopsecret.blogspot.com/feeds/116830612538290948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29733145&amp;postID=116830612538290948' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29733145/posts/default/116830612538290948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29733145/posts/default/116830612538290948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angstopsecret.blogspot.com/2007/01/man-that-hurt.html' title='Man that HURT!'/><author><name>Girl_In_Saskatoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07087865571161959250</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29733145.post-116745440820750546</id><published>2006-12-29T20:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-29T20:53:28.216-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lonley</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Ok, so i am sure that you are all thinking that i ma going to talk about how lonley life is with out a man, becasue that is usually what people think about when thay hear that word. But today i am going to talk about something was different.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;But first there is something that i need to explain i am what you would call a people preson, i do not do well being alone. I like to be with people and hang out, have fun. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;So this brings me to my next point. I got home on thursday. Christmas was good. Anyway that is not the point so i am back in toon town but i am like the only one. NO one is here and if they are then they are working. And now i have 3 days off in a row, and no one to play with no one to do random and crazy things. And the worst part, no New Years plans. I know it is sad really. But dont cry for me because i am strong. But some one may want to check on me in a couple of days to make sure i have not gone mad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29733145-116745440820750546?l=angstopsecret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angstopsecret.blogspot.com/feeds/116745440820750546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29733145&amp;postID=116745440820750546' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29733145/posts/default/116745440820750546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29733145/posts/default/116745440820750546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angstopsecret.blogspot.com/2006/12/lonley.html' title='Lonley'/><author><name>Girl_In_Saskatoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07087865571161959250</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29733145.post-116672320938043295</id><published>2006-12-21T09:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-21T09:46:49.380-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Managers.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Well the title should really be district managers. But that is okay. So at wrok this week our distric manager is in from Calgary. You think that he would be a nice plesant man who would at least talk to the employees a little bit ask them how they are doing and such but really who kows right? Well our D.M is a jerk he did not say two word to me the only work he said was fine. That is all i asked how he was doing nd introduced my self and all he could say was fine. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;All i have to say is worst D.M ever.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29733145-116672320938043295?l=angstopsecret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angstopsecret.blogspot.com/feeds/116672320938043295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29733145&amp;postID=116672320938043295' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29733145/posts/default/116672320938043295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29733145/posts/default/116672320938043295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angstopsecret.blogspot.com/2006/12/managers.html' title='Managers.'/><author><name>Girl_In_Saskatoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07087865571161959250</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29733145.post-116650993422700752</id><published>2006-12-18T22:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-18T22:32:14.246-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;Well here is the deal on friday i had the great idea of going Christmas shopping good idea, or so i thought. Here is the only down side i ended up spending more money on myself then on others. So that was really lame. But finally at about 8pm i got it all done. Oh did i mention that i had at this point been in the mall for 11hrs. That really sucks. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;So this morning i thought that i would check if the present that i bought my brother-in-law a really cool shoot glass chess set, if it would fit in my suit case. Guess what it didnt. So i had to take it back now i am at a loss as what to get him??????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;Life sucks when that happens. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:180%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;Well that is all for now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29733145-116650993422700752?l=angstopsecret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angstopsecret.blogspot.com/feeds/116650993422700752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29733145&amp;postID=116650993422700752' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29733145/posts/default/116650993422700752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29733145/posts/default/116650993422700752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angstopsecret.blogspot.com/2006/12/christmas.html' title='Christmas'/><author><name>Girl_In_Saskatoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07087865571161959250</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29733145.post-116491079713476844</id><published>2006-11-30T10:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-30T10:19:57.166-08:00</updated><title type='text'>4 things about me.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;So I was reading Heathers Blog (my roomate) and she had this on her blog so I thought that i wouls put it on my Blog as well. So here we go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;4 places you have lived?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;  Stony Plain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;  Camrose &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;  Saskatoon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;  St Albert (only 4 a little  while in my uncles basement, when i was like 4)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;4 TV shows you love to watch?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt; 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 tandori chicken&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;  gnochi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;  starbucks(dose that count)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;  Hot sauce&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;4 jobs you have had?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;  Superstore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;  Cafe Britt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;  Walmart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;  GNC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;4 movies you watch over and over again?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;  Saving Private Ryan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;  Knights Tale&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;  7 brides for 7 brothers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;  How to marry a millionair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;4 places you would rather be?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;  At home in Stony Plain with my family&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;  In BC with Martina&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;  Back in South America&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;  Europe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;Well that is all for now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29733145-116491079713476844?l=angstopsecret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angstopsecret.blogspot.com/feeds/116491079713476844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29733145&amp;postID=116491079713476844' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29733145/posts/default/116491079713476844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29733145/posts/default/116491079713476844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angstopsecret.blogspot.com/2006/11/4-things-about-me.html' title='4 things about me.'/><author><name>Girl_In_Saskatoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07087865571161959250</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29733145.post-116464519376674259</id><published>2006-11-27T08:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-27T08:33:14.113-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;Far away. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;Do you ever feel that way?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;Do you ever want to do the opposite thing then what God wants you to do? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;Do you ever feel like you are the only one?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;Do you ever feel like you want to give up, pack it all in and go home? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;Well to be honest with you all I DO! All the time then God gives me a kick in the but, and i remember why i am not back at home close to my family. I dont think that going into details is nessesary at the present time. God has been faithful to me when I have turned away from him, no matter what I do he still loves me and that is awsome to know. I know that I can always count on him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29733145-116464519376674259?l=angstopsecret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angstopsecret.blogspot.com/feeds/116464519376674259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29733145&amp;postID=116464519376674259' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29733145/posts/default/116464519376674259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29733145/posts/default/116464519376674259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angstopsecret.blogspot.com/2006/11/far-away.html' title=''/><author><name>Girl_In_Saskatoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07087865571161959250</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29733145.post-116432155836700801</id><published>2006-11-23T14:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-23T14:39:18.376-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Snowing What can you do.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Well to day is another day in the grand old city of Saskatoon. And well a lot has happend since the last time I wrote. Let me think. Ummmmmmmmmmm...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Well now that i think of it not a lot really has happend.  I am the same person that i have always been. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But wait there is one thing it is snowing but i guess that really isnt new are exciting.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What can you do i guess.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29733145-116432155836700801?l=angstopsecret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angstopsecret.blogspot.com/feeds/116432155836700801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29733145&amp;postID=116432155836700801' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29733145/posts/default/116432155836700801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29733145/posts/default/116432155836700801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angstopsecret.blogspot.com/2006/11/snowing-what-can-you-do.html' title='Snowing What can you do.'/><author><name>Girl_In_Saskatoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07087865571161959250</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29733145.post-116347062973900832</id><published>2006-11-13T18:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T18:17:09.750-08:00</updated><title type='text'>the New grove of stealing.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Well, So today i was at work and the guy came in with his two kids. It seemed normal enough at first. His kids sat on the massaging chairs and he looked around.  Then something odd happened. I heard all this shaking of pills so i thought that he mad need some help so i asked him. He of course asked me some lame question about a price but seemed super shifty about it all. As soon as he left i noticed that a box of Multi-Vitamins were missing. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I couldnt believe it this guy stole stuff while his kids were there. All i have to say is what a great role modle. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"So dad what are we going to do today?"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Well kids i am going to teach you the art of stealing!"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Yay"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Get a life buddy! And dont be an idiot.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29733145-116347062973900832?l=angstopsecret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angstopsecret.blogspot.com/feeds/116347062973900832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29733145&amp;postID=116347062973900832' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29733145/posts/default/116347062973900832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29733145/posts/default/116347062973900832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angstopsecret.blogspot.com/2006/11/new-grove-of-stealing.html' title='the New grove of stealing.'/><author><name>Girl_In_Saskatoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07087865571161959250</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29733145.post-116321200173905608</id><published>2006-11-10T18:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-10T18:26:41.746-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Damn Computers</title><content type='html'>So well to day i was going to try to be all smartand add links to my blog buti really couldnt figure it out. I have to be the stupidest person when it comes to computers. But enought about that.  Nothing really has happend to me in the last little while but if something dose happen i will for sure let you know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29733145-116321200173905608?l=angstopsecret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angstopsecret.blogspot.com/feeds/116321200173905608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29733145&amp;postID=116321200173905608' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29733145/posts/default/116321200173905608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29733145/posts/default/116321200173905608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angstopsecret.blogspot.com/2006/11/damn-computers.html' title='Damn Computers'/><author><name>Girl_In_Saskatoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07087865571161959250</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29733145.post-116196497848676515</id><published>2006-10-27T08:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-27T09:02:58.496-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The advantages of breaking down.</title><content type='html'>So Yesterday Martina, MIchelle, and my self were on our way home form Value Village, when we noticed this girl who looked very much like our friednd Marion.&lt;br /&gt;I was All like "oh no pull over she has no phone"&lt;br /&gt;So i jumped outta this car by this tie a good half a km. away and i just booked it towards her. Just moments after i got there i called michelle and told her to leave.&lt;br /&gt;Then From outta no where this man that we did not know pulled over to help. "Help" also known as hitting on Marion. i mean dont get me wrong he was (is) hot and all but, you know how it is&gt; So anyway after the tow truck came he drove us to the car dealership there he was wanting to take us home but we declined for the simple fact that MArion didnt want to lead him on.&lt;br /&gt;Now as i am reading this it isnt as funny as yeasterday but i guess  that is ok.&lt;br /&gt;Si i guess that the advantages of breaking down is the fac twe get to act like damsles in distress&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29733145-116196497848676515?l=angstopsecret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angstopsecret.blogspot.com/feeds/116196497848676515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29733145&amp;postID=116196497848676515' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29733145/posts/default/116196497848676515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29733145/posts/default/116196497848676515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angstopsecret.blogspot.com/2006/10/advantages-of-breaking-down.html' title='The advantages of breaking down.'/><author><name>Girl_In_Saskatoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07087865571161959250</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29733145.post-116096344561050017</id><published>2006-10-15T18:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-15T18:50:45.620-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday Cant come soon enough</title><content type='html'>I dont know about most of you but i am excited for friday. Why you might ask? well there are just all together to many ppl that i am excited to see. I wouldnt even know where to begin or who to begin with it is all just too crazy if you know what i mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway the weekend was good and all Parker and Blair came up from camrose to visit. All i have to say is GONG SHOW&gt; if you know what i mean. And well lucky me i made a new friend. Well kindda. We actually havent met but we will on Friday. Tasha I look forward to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the best thing for last I get to go to good old merchants. And see Cory i Am excited. Excited. Cassy. J-M and MIchelle I think that i hear MErchants Calling are name only thing is that it wont be monday maybe we can substitue days like saturday Merchants here we come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace Out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29733145-116096344561050017?l=angstopsecret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angstopsecret.blogspot.com/feeds/116096344561050017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29733145&amp;postID=116096344561050017' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29733145/posts/default/116096344561050017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29733145/posts/default/116096344561050017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angstopsecret.blogspot.com/2006/10/friday-cant-come-soon-enough.html' title='Friday Cant come soon enough'/><author><name>Girl_In_Saskatoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07087865571161959250</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29733145.post-116000259617080481</id><published>2006-10-04T15:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-04T15:56:36.180-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cartoons</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So i was sitting at work today being so busy as I usually am.  Not really i was knitting. Well anyway and then i started to think about all the old cartoon specials that used to be on TV now i dont think that I have seen one in some years now. Well ok maybe only two years but that is a long time. I remember when i was in school and the month of october there would be lots of Halloween specials, now not so much. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Well i dont really know what happend to all the wiered Cartoons and specials? But i do hope that they come back soon. Dont You&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29733145-116000259617080481?l=angstopsecret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angstopsecret.blogspot.com/feeds/116000259617080481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29733145&amp;postID=116000259617080481' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29733145/posts/default/116000259617080481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29733145/posts/default/116000259617080481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angstopsecret.blogspot.com/2006/10/cartoons.html' title='Cartoons'/><author><name>Girl_In_Saskatoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07087865571161959250</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29733145.post-115947633053727663</id><published>2006-09-28T13:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-28T13:45:30.546-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Computer Hate to love them.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So I have tried to blog like 5 times in the last couple of weeks but everytime I  do something with the computer gose wrong. I Know that with out a computer I would not have a blog at all so i love it for that reason. But I also hate it at the same time. tell me your thoughts.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29733145-115947633053727663?l=angstopsecret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angstopsecret.blogspot.com/feeds/115947633053727663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29733145&amp;postID=115947633053727663' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29733145/posts/default/115947633053727663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29733145/posts/default/115947633053727663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angstopsecret.blogspot.com/2006/09/computer-hate-to-love-them.html' title='Computer Hate to love them.'/><author><name>Girl_In_Saskatoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07087865571161959250</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29733145.post-115947583313980844</id><published>2006-09-28T13:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-28T13:37:13.210-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the Sweet sound of Comission</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#666600;"&gt;Well asI already told you I have found a job and well I love it. I get an hourly wage, plus commisson( dont know how to spell it). I get about 30ish hours a week but with commision that I make it is really like I am getting 40. So that is alright. And my managers are awsome yes two because I work in two different stores. So That mean that soon I will have even more hours and I will love my life more. Yes that is right love my life instead of ....well most of you know what i mean.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29733145-115947583313980844?l=angstopsecret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angstopsecret.blogspot.com/feeds/115947583313980844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29733145&amp;postID=115947583313980844' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29733145/posts/default/115947583313980844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29733145/posts/default/115947583313980844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angstopsecret.blogspot.com/2006/09/sweet-sound-of-comission.html' title='the Sweet sound of Comission'/><author><name>Girl_In_Saskatoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07087865571161959250</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29733145.post-115800380337809445</id><published>2006-09-11T12:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-11T12:43:44.116-07:00</updated><title type='text'>So Ang have you Found a job Yet?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This to me is a question that i am really rather sick of. But dont worry no one will have to be asking me that anymore. I now officially have a job. I am now working at GNC (general nutrition company). Who would have ever thought that i would be working at a store that sells vitamins and such. But i am really looking forward to it because it will be a fun learning experiance.So next time dont ask me do i have a job yet rather hows the job going.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29733145-115800380337809445?l=angstopsecret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angstopsecret.blogspot.com/feeds/115800380337809445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29733145&amp;postID=115800380337809445' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29733145/posts/default/115800380337809445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29733145/posts/default/115800380337809445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angstopsecret.blogspot.com/2006/09/so-ang-have-you-found-job-yet.html' title='So Ang have you Found a job Yet?'/><author><name>Girl_In_Saskatoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07087865571161959250</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29733145.post-115790345110348291</id><published>2006-09-10T08:44:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-10T08:50:51.103-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fitting in.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;So Mocing to a new city is fun for the most part it is its own adventure. But after you get settled in and down to the day to day things it gets to be lonley. I mean i live in a house with 4 other girls and i love them but i wanna make new friends. but you see that is a really hard thing to do because i dont have a job. I go to lots of intrviews but no one is getting back to me till like this week. The other really scary thing about fitting in is finding where a good church is that you can be involved in. and is it where God want you to be. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;I guess that this is really more just me trying to figure things out. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;Other than that life is good hanging out with old friends and such so that is fun. Also getting to know the City of Saskatoon. and Finding a job.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29733145-115790345110348291?l=angstopsecret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angstopsecret.blogspot.com/feeds/115790345110348291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29733145&amp;postID=115790345110348291' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29733145/posts/default/115790345110348291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29733145/posts/default/115790345110348291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angstopsecret.blogspot.com/2006/09/fitting-in_10.html' title='Fitting in.'/><author><name>Girl_In_Saskatoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07087865571161959250</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29733145.post-115790308454395685</id><published>2006-09-10T08:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-10T08:44:44.553-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fitting in.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29733145-115790308454395685?l=angstopsecret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angstopsecret.blogspot.com/feeds/115790308454395685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29733145&amp;postID=115790308454395685' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29733145/posts/default/115790308454395685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29733145/posts/default/115790308454395685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angstopsecret.blogspot.com/2006/09/fitting-in.html' title='Fitting in.'/><author><name>Girl_In_Saskatoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07087865571161959250</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29733145.post-115706066207584748</id><published>2006-08-31T14:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-31T14:44:22.086-07:00</updated><title type='text'>what where am i?</title><content type='html'>Well as some of you may or may not know i have finally started somthing new in my life. Thats right i have moved to Saskatoon. I know what you are all thikning how could i do this i must be crazy thats for sure. well i think that i am. I am crazy. I have moved to this new city with no money no job and im not even going to school who would think i would do such a crazy thing not i thats for sure. But in the long run i really think that i am going to enjoy it here is should really be a fun new adventure and we all know that i love adventures.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29733145-115706066207584748?l=angstopsecret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angstopsecret.blogspot.com/feeds/115706066207584748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29733145&amp;postID=115706066207584748' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29733145/posts/default/115706066207584748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29733145/posts/default/115706066207584748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angstopsecret.blogspot.com/2006/08/what-where-am-i.html' title='what where am i?'/><author><name>Girl_In_Saskatoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07087865571161959250</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29733145.post-115544134793581033</id><published>2006-08-12T20:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-12T20:55:47.943-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Full Full Full</title><content type='html'>Well after my last week of vbs i can tell you i will be good if i dont eat for about another week. We ate so much we were basically full all the time. One night we were supposed to have a potluck for the vbs program and well lets just say it got hailed out and we had two huge suppers on after the other. I think that i wanted to vomit. it was gross. i mean that the food was good but the amount was nasty. Well that is all talk to you al lsoon in my amazing blogging world.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29733145-115544134793581033?l=angstopsecret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angstopsecret.blogspot.com/feeds/115544134793581033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29733145&amp;postID=115544134793581033' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29733145/posts/default/115544134793581033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29733145/posts/default/115544134793581033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angstopsecret.blogspot.com/2006/08/full-full-full.html' title='Full Full Full'/><author><name>Girl_In_Saskatoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07087865571161959250</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29733145.post-115466874594233876</id><published>2006-08-03T22:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-03T22:19:05.950-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sorting Bottles</title><content type='html'>Have you ever done a bottle drive? or sorted bottles for like 3 hrs in a row? Had sicky fingers and clothes from it? and smelt like a bottle depot? Well i have and let me tell you that is sucked. really is did. Well the work sucked at least. The smells sucked, the michelle cutting her finger on a bottle from who knows where sucked.&lt;br /&gt;But at the end we were able to donate almost $500 to local charities in Grande Prairie (thats where i am doing VBS this wee) was really rewarding and kindda makes you forget all of the other things that had to be done to get to that point.&lt;br /&gt;So the whole two day prosses was really worth it in the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS JEN AND CASSY you suck with the whole blog thing lame i thought that we had a deal.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29733145-115466874594233876?l=angstopsecret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angstopsecret.blogspot.com/feeds/115466874594233876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29733145&amp;postID=115466874594233876' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29733145/posts/default/115466874594233876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29733145/posts/default/115466874594233876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angstopsecret.blogspot.com/2006/08/sorting-bottles.html' title='Sorting Bottles'/><author><name>Girl_In_Saskatoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07087865571161959250</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29733145.post-115449090714965436</id><published>2006-08-01T20:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-01T20:55:07.246-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lessons Learned????</title><content type='html'>#1 Dont put Ang in a situation she never wanted to be in in the first place. Why? because it causes more stress than what is needed especially if she is getting over mono not a good thing. Like what you might ask? well being the leader of a summer team. I think that is is the reason that my hair is falling out so much. Lesson Learned I need not to say yes so easily.&lt;br /&gt;#2 Grayhound is okay once or twice but i am already sick of it. It takes twice as long to get anywhere. I mean come on 13hrs for a 6hr drive i think that that is crazy dont you think i sure do. Lesson learned Dont take a bus unless its the last resort.&lt;br /&gt;#3 Dont do summer teams again. Naomi is Crazy. I mean the first year was amazing this year has had obsticles but i think i would go crazy a 3rd time. Lesson Learned no more summer teams after this year.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29733145-115449090714965436?l=angstopsecret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angstopsecret.blogspot.com/feeds/115449090714965436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29733145&amp;postID=115449090714965436' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29733145/posts/default/115449090714965436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29733145/posts/default/115449090714965436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angstopsecret.blogspot.com/2006/08/lessons-learned.html' title='Lessons Learned????'/><author><name>Girl_In_Saskatoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07087865571161959250</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29733145.post-115307613858642310</id><published>2006-07-16T11:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-16T11:55:38.606-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Another journey</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Well today is sunday and as you could have guessed i am off again this time i am going to a little camp in southern Sask. called Simmie. It should be fun. That is if the one person on my team can get it all together and know what he is supposed to be doing with out me haveing to tell him what he is supposed to be doing every minute of the day. i Cant handle it. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Other than that the summer has been good thus far in the journey. We did our first week in Valley View which was awsome i hope to go back next year again. Then our second week was in Elbow, seriously there is a place called Elbow Sask. Im told that eyelash is not to far. No Joke. That week was good if the other team that was there would (well most of them) lighten up a little bit and just let kids be kids. It Kindda drove me and some of the other team members mad. I mean if you are supposed to be doing a camp fire then do it and be on time don't just not show up. It happend. I really truly feel sorry for naomi. I love you  Naomi.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Well i got to go Joyce is here and we are off.  &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29733145-115307613858642310?l=angstopsecret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angstopsecret.blogspot.com/feeds/115307613858642310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29733145&amp;postID=115307613858642310' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29733145/posts/default/115307613858642310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29733145/posts/default/115307613858642310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angstopsecret.blogspot.com/2006/07/another-journey.html' title='Another journey'/><author><name>Girl_In_Saskatoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07087865571161959250</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29733145.post-115299058996173888</id><published>2006-07-15T12:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-15T12:09:49.966-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Were you ever a camp stalker?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ok well we finished our first week at Valley View Bible Camp, and I soon came to realize that 13-14 year old girls have to have to most stalkeresk personalities ever. All week long all they would do is take pictures of all the hot guys who worked at camp. I do Belive that Kenny was there fave. Not only that one of the girls thought that she was inlove with him even asked the speaker for advice on the situation. Annonymously (I dont really know how to spell) of course but then she would tell me. Out of control i of course discouraged it in all ways that I could. BUt i really don't know i was never like that when i was a little girl were you? All i have to say is that me and my cabin that week were not the best match we had fun but they were the girliest people tha ti have ever met. 2 hours to get ready. I guess that they have to look good for there stalking duties.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29733145-115299058996173888?l=angstopsecret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angstopsecret.blogspot.com/feeds/115299058996173888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29733145&amp;postID=115299058996173888' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29733145/posts/default/115299058996173888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29733145/posts/default/115299058996173888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angstopsecret.blogspot.com/2006/07/were-you-ever-camp-stalker.html' title='Were you ever a camp stalker?'/><author><name>Girl_In_Saskatoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07087865571161959250</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29733145.post-115138480738415184</id><published>2006-06-26T22:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-26T22:06:47.390-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Missing Old Friends</title><content type='html'>Well here i am at school once again and i am finally realizing how much i am really going to miss this place. Now i am thinking that i want to move back here. I know i am moving to Toon town but i cant help but think that i really want to stay here. I know that i will have so many fun exciting and random times in Toon but i cant help but think about what if? I mean what if there is that one hot man in camrose? or the perfect job? or a curch group you finally feel appart of? all of the what ifs? i guess that i will just have to think about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now you are probably thinking how did all this come about? Well tonight i hung out with some really awsome people who i have known for a while but am just starting to get to know. i know that i will make new friends and chill with old ones but there is always that question. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT IF?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29733145-115138480738415184?l=angstopsecret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angstopsecret.blogspot.com/feeds/115138480738415184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29733145&amp;postID=115138480738415184' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29733145/posts/default/115138480738415184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29733145/posts/default/115138480738415184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angstopsecret.blogspot.com/2006/06/missing-old-friends.html' title='Missing Old Friends'/><author><name>Girl_In_Saskatoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07087865571161959250</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29733145.post-115130150667498186</id><published>2006-06-25T22:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-25T22:58:26.683-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dude thats Krystals...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ok so last night we had the red neck olympics. IT was really fun untill well it was all fun but hen we started to play cousin if you love me. So anyway it was all going good untill we got to the time when Kenny tried to get me out. Then it was all down hill all i could think about was the fact that is was Krystals younger brother and the was just wiered. So then PAtti had the great idea to tell me to think about the ugliest guy i know so i did then she said in there underwear. Vomit is what i really wanted to be doing. So i had the thougths of ' dude thats Krystals brother' and a hairy man in underware running around in my head so that really wanst the funnest. Then i really couldn't stop laughing. i was gone.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But unless you know me and these people i guess that you just wont understand.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29733145-115130150667498186?l=angstopsecret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angstopsecret.blogspot.com/feeds/115130150667498186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29733145&amp;postID=115130150667498186' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29733145/posts/default/115130150667498186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29733145/posts/default/115130150667498186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angstopsecret.blogspot.com/2006/06/dude-thats-krystals.html' title='Dude thats Krystals...'/><author><name>Girl_In_Saskatoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07087865571161959250</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29733145.post-115095479932514984</id><published>2006-06-21T22:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-21T22:39:59.333-07:00</updated><title type='text'>what i learned today</title><content type='html'>Well hmmmmmmmmmmmmmm let me see i um didnt learn anything. YUp all day and it was all redundent. Boring i cant belive that we have more of this.  But really i am not going to sit here and be all synical oh and did you see my team and the gong show that it is going to be. NO YES i dont really know but that is all that i have to say for now. i have to go talk to JEn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29733145-115095479932514984?l=angstopsecret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angstopsecret.blogspot.com/feeds/115095479932514984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29733145&amp;postID=115095479932514984' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29733145/posts/default/115095479932514984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29733145/posts/default/115095479932514984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angstopsecret.blogspot.com/2006/06/what-i-learned-today.html' title='what i learned today'/><author><name>Girl_In_Saskatoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07087865571161959250</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29733145.post-115057977962701519</id><published>2006-06-17T14:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-17T14:29:51.033-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I found...</title><content type='html'>Well so last night i went out with some of Martinas friedns and i met a hot guy! Just thought that i waoul let you know. Not saying that anything will ever happen but it is good to know, that they do actually exsist in BC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was only the first thing that i found.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also found a plain black pair of sandals they are amazing i am so excited about them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the last thing that i have found in the last few days here in good old Birtish Columbia is the sun i have missed it so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well that is about al the things that i have found in the last few days.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29733145-115057977962701519?l=angstopsecret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angstopsecret.blogspot.com/feeds/115057977962701519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29733145&amp;postID=115057977962701519' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29733145/posts/default/115057977962701519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29733145/posts/default/115057977962701519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angstopsecret.blogspot.com/2006/06/i-found.html' title='I found...'/><author><name>Girl_In_Saskatoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07087865571161959250</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29733145.post-115042262672035186</id><published>2006-06-15T18:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-15T18:50:26.730-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I am in Fact a Freak.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#663300;"&gt;Well as i found out today i am a freak. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#663300;"&gt;For starters i dont in fact like people touching my face, and i guess that to so this is weird. I guess that it is okay to have people hands touch your face when you dont know when the last time they washed was, or where there hands have been. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#663300;"&gt;Second of all when i do in fact get a boyfriend i guess that we will just have to cross the bridge when we get to it. I think that that will be our business (JEN CASSY) not yours.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#663300;"&gt;Thirdly leave my feet alone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#663300;"&gt;That is all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29733145-115042262672035186?l=angstopsecret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angstopsecret.blogspot.com/feeds/115042262672035186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29733145&amp;postID=115042262672035186' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29733145/posts/default/115042262672035186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29733145/posts/default/115042262672035186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angstopsecret.blogspot.com/2006/06/i-am-in-fact-freak.html' title='I am in Fact a Freak.'/><author><name>Girl_In_Saskatoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07087865571161959250</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29733145.post-115033332154096389</id><published>2006-06-14T17:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-14T18:02:01.550-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jen's Butt</title><content type='html'>Well today we ( jen Cassy and myself) were shopping at Reitman's when we realized that JEn dose indeed have a but. I know what you are thinking can this be ture? Well i sit here today telling you that it is in fact TRUE. I can hardly belive it myself i am still in recovery mode from it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well thats about all Folks&lt;br /&gt;Ang&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29733145-115033332154096389?l=angstopsecret.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angstopsecret.blogspot.com/feeds/115033332154096389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29733145&amp;postID=115033332154096389' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29733145/posts/default/115033332154096389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29733145/posts/default/115033332154096389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angstopsecret.blogspot.com/2006/06/jens-butt.html' title='Jen&apos;s Butt'/><author><name>Girl_In_Saskatoon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07087865571161959250</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
