<?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-2503517192860041388</id><updated>2012-02-16T18:40:01.376-08:00</updated><title type='text'>*SENIOR 09*</title><subtitle type='html'>*Hollee Symone Cornish*</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://holleecornish09.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2503517192860041388/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://holleecornish09.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>H*o*l*l*e*e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04616815812686731685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c8XWt7XoFuw/SggrYR1MvCI/AAAAAAAAAFI/49sTOLgjlkA/S220/HPIM0384.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>24</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2503517192860041388.post-8394584983515668724</id><published>2009-05-01T08:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T08:11:50.737-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Swine Flu</title><content type='html'>Well I think the Swine Flu is very dangerous. I guess this means I can't eat NO more bacon because if I started coughing or had a sore throat or even had muscle soreness then I would think I had Swine flu. Naw I'm just kidding, but yeah I really think its something you shouldn't be playing with...OH YEAH EVERYONE STAY AWAY FROM PIGS!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2503517192860041388-8394584983515668724?l=holleecornish09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://holleecornish09.blogspot.com/feeds/8394584983515668724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2503517192860041388&amp;postID=8394584983515668724' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2503517192860041388/posts/default/8394584983515668724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2503517192860041388/posts/default/8394584983515668724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://holleecornish09.blogspot.com/2009/05/swine-flu.html' title='Swine Flu'/><author><name>H*o*l*l*e*e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04616815812686731685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c8XWt7XoFuw/SggrYR1MvCI/AAAAAAAAAFI/49sTOLgjlkA/S220/HPIM0384.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2503517192860041388.post-4614694368829909304</id><published>2009-04-08T07:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T08:04:37.570-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Teachers that Has Changed my Life!</title><content type='html'>Well there has been a lot of teachers who has changed my life, but there is one teacher who has changed my life. It was Mrs. Zinser she was one of the best teachers ever. I remember when she would always tell me that I was one of her best students and that I would never have to worry about anything. When she told me that she told me that I just had the biggest smile on my face. Still today she has changed my life in many different ways.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2503517192860041388-4614694368829909304?l=holleecornish09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://holleecornish09.blogspot.com/feeds/4614694368829909304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2503517192860041388&amp;postID=4614694368829909304' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2503517192860041388/posts/default/4614694368829909304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2503517192860041388/posts/default/4614694368829909304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://holleecornish09.blogspot.com/2009/04/teachers-that-has-changed-my-life.html' title='Teachers that Has Changed my Life!'/><author><name>H*o*l*l*e*e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04616815812686731685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c8XWt7XoFuw/SggrYR1MvCI/AAAAAAAAAFI/49sTOLgjlkA/S220/HPIM0384.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2503517192860041388.post-5130036865357803149</id><published>2009-03-13T09:31:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T09:32:32.248-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Comic Strip</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c8XWt7XoFuw/SbqKlErjQhI/AAAAAAAAAFA/9c0DEP51rDI/s1600-h/Picture+1.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 126px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c8XWt7XoFuw/SbqKlErjQhI/AAAAAAAAAFA/9c0DEP51rDI/s400/Picture+1.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312711079953121810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c8XWt7XoFuw/SbqKXEL6o5I/AAAAAAAAAE4/4dc4LeEQHPQ/s1600-h/Picture+2.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 3px; height: 1px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c8XWt7XoFuw/SbqKXEL6o5I/AAAAAAAAAE4/4dc4LeEQHPQ/s400/Picture+2.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312710839302267794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2503517192860041388-5130036865357803149?l=holleecornish09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://holleecornish09.blogspot.com/feeds/5130036865357803149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2503517192860041388&amp;postID=5130036865357803149' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2503517192860041388/posts/default/5130036865357803149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2503517192860041388/posts/default/5130036865357803149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://holleecornish09.blogspot.com/2009/03/comic-strip_13.html' title='Comic Strip'/><author><name>H*o*l*l*e*e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04616815812686731685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c8XWt7XoFuw/SggrYR1MvCI/AAAAAAAAAFI/49sTOLgjlkA/S220/HPIM0384.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c8XWt7XoFuw/SbqKlErjQhI/AAAAAAAAAFA/9c0DEP51rDI/s72-c/Picture+1.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2503517192860041388.post-4750960275442655980</id><published>2009-03-11T08:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T09:53:27.872-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Poem!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My years have come and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;gone by fast I really will miss&lt;br /&gt;being in high school. It has been fun&lt;br /&gt;and I don't want it to end, but&lt;br /&gt;it has to end sometime and&lt;br /&gt;I have to begin the real world&lt;br /&gt;I hope I am ready for it but&lt;br /&gt;I think I will be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2503517192860041388-4750960275442655980?l=holleecornish09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://holleecornish09.blogspot.com/feeds/4750960275442655980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2503517192860041388&amp;postID=4750960275442655980' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2503517192860041388/posts/default/4750960275442655980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2503517192860041388/posts/default/4750960275442655980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://holleecornish09.blogspot.com/2009/03/poem.html' title='Poem!'/><author><name>H*o*l*l*e*e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04616815812686731685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c8XWt7XoFuw/SggrYR1MvCI/AAAAAAAAAFI/49sTOLgjlkA/S220/HPIM0384.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2503517192860041388.post-2058128655984934993</id><published>2009-03-10T08:25:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T08:03:30.589-07:00</updated><title type='text'>If I was Accused for Witchcraft</title><content type='html'>If I was accused for witchcraft I would probably be a little mad because I believe in God and the bible, but witchcraft is different it is dealing with like the evil and dealing with like the devil to me. I don't know though it would just be weird to believe in witchcraft and I would be disappointing if i was accused of doing it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2503517192860041388-2058128655984934993?l=holleecornish09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://holleecornish09.blogspot.com/feeds/2058128655984934993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2503517192860041388&amp;postID=2058128655984934993' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2503517192860041388/posts/default/2058128655984934993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2503517192860041388/posts/default/2058128655984934993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://holleecornish09.blogspot.com/2009/03/if-i-was-accused-for-witchcraft.html' title='If I was Accused for Witchcraft'/><author><name>H*o*l*l*e*e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04616815812686731685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c8XWt7XoFuw/SggrYR1MvCI/AAAAAAAAAFI/49sTOLgjlkA/S220/HPIM0384.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2503517192860041388.post-1995503837623310340</id><published>2009-03-10T08:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T08:24:45.671-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Blue Ginger</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c8XWt7XoFuw/SbaGGlg2uLI/AAAAAAAAAEg/4s-rgqku5Rw/s1600-h/Picture+1.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 327px; height: 390px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c8XWt7XoFuw/SbaGGlg2uLI/AAAAAAAAAEg/4s-rgqku5Rw/s320/Picture+1.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311580258237331634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2503517192860041388-1995503837623310340?l=holleecornish09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://holleecornish09.blogspot.com/feeds/1995503837623310340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2503517192860041388&amp;postID=1995503837623310340' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2503517192860041388/posts/default/1995503837623310340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2503517192860041388/posts/default/1995503837623310340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://holleecornish09.blogspot.com/2009/03/blue-ginger.html' title='Blue Ginger'/><author><name>H*o*l*l*e*e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04616815812686731685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c8XWt7XoFuw/SggrYR1MvCI/AAAAAAAAAFI/49sTOLgjlkA/S220/HPIM0384.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c8XWt7XoFuw/SbaGGlg2uLI/AAAAAAAAAEg/4s-rgqku5Rw/s72-c/Picture+1.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2503517192860041388.post-77616571097455393</id><published>2009-02-26T08:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T08:04:25.775-07:00</updated><title type='text'>10 Reason I Love Spring Time</title><content type='html'>1. The weather&lt;br /&gt;2. Its closer to our GRADUATION!&lt;br /&gt;3. I get to wear my warm clothes&lt;br /&gt;4. IDK&lt;br /&gt;5. IDK&lt;br /&gt;6. IDK&lt;br /&gt;7. IDK&lt;br /&gt;8. IDK&lt;br /&gt;9. IDK&lt;br /&gt;10. IDK About the rest&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2503517192860041388-77616571097455393?l=holleecornish09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://holleecornish09.blogspot.com/feeds/77616571097455393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2503517192860041388&amp;postID=77616571097455393' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2503517192860041388/posts/default/77616571097455393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2503517192860041388/posts/default/77616571097455393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://holleecornish09.blogspot.com/2009/02/10-reason-i-love-spring-time.html' title='10 Reason I Love Spring Time'/><author><name>H*o*l*l*e*e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04616815812686731685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c8XWt7XoFuw/SggrYR1MvCI/AAAAAAAAAFI/49sTOLgjlkA/S220/HPIM0384.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2503517192860041388.post-1666754104801319218</id><published>2009-02-02T07:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T08:04:37.146-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reasons Why I am THANKFUL for my Parents!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c8XWt7XoFuw/SYcPL8BGJuI/AAAAAAAAAEA/TiU1x8D_yo4/s1600-h/HPIM0404.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 238px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c8XWt7XoFuw/SYcPL8BGJuI/AAAAAAAAAEA/TiU1x8D_yo4/s320/HPIM0404.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298220184388380386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;1. I am thankful because she gave me birth and without me this world would be lonely.&lt;br /&gt;2. I'm thankful because I get a hot meal every now and then.&lt;br /&gt;3. I'm thankful because I get clothing on my back.&lt;br /&gt;4. I'm thankful because my mother is always there when I need her.&lt;br /&gt;5. I'm thankful because they taught me how to walk&lt;br /&gt;6. Talk&lt;br /&gt;7. I'm also thankful because they gave me my talents, but I thank God too.&lt;br /&gt;8. They changed my diapers.&lt;br /&gt;9. How to throw a ball correctly!&lt;br /&gt;10. Oh yeah and through the years I have became a BEAUTIFUL Young Lady because of them!&lt;br /&gt;11. I'm also thankful because they have always been patient with me, and I know that is hard work.&lt;br /&gt;12. I thankful because I don't think I would not want any other parents like them.&lt;br /&gt;13. I can't think of anymore!&lt;br /&gt;14. I thankful because I know they love me No matter what happens!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 reasons&lt;br /&gt;Coach K I ask my mom last night why she was thankful for me, and you know what she said I not thankful for you:( but I know she didn't really mean it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2503517192860041388-1666754104801319218?l=holleecornish09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://holleecornish09.blogspot.com/feeds/1666754104801319218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2503517192860041388&amp;postID=1666754104801319218' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2503517192860041388/posts/default/1666754104801319218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2503517192860041388/posts/default/1666754104801319218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://holleecornish09.blogspot.com/2009/02/reasons-why-i-am-thankful-for-my.html' title='Reasons Why I am THANKFUL for my Parents!'/><author><name>H*o*l*l*e*e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04616815812686731685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c8XWt7XoFuw/SggrYR1MvCI/AAAAAAAAAFI/49sTOLgjlkA/S220/HPIM0384.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c8XWt7XoFuw/SYcPL8BGJuI/AAAAAAAAAEA/TiU1x8D_yo4/s72-c/HPIM0404.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2503517192860041388.post-2854792736838623499</id><published>2009-01-16T08:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T08:21:40.370-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c8XWt7XoFuw/SXCz8VvZATI/AAAAAAAAAD4/L_eB1OLWSeI/s1600-h/lady-7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 431px; height: 288px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c8XWt7XoFuw/SXCz8VvZATI/AAAAAAAAAD4/L_eB1OLWSeI/s320/lady-7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291927411369771314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2503517192860041388-2854792736838623499?l=holleecornish09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://holleecornish09.blogspot.com/feeds/2854792736838623499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2503517192860041388&amp;postID=2854792736838623499' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2503517192860041388/posts/default/2854792736838623499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2503517192860041388/posts/default/2854792736838623499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://holleecornish09.blogspot.com/2009/01/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>H*o*l*l*e*e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04616815812686731685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c8XWt7XoFuw/SggrYR1MvCI/AAAAAAAAAFI/49sTOLgjlkA/S220/HPIM0384.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c8XWt7XoFuw/SXCz8VvZATI/AAAAAAAAAD4/L_eB1OLWSeI/s72-c/lady-7.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2503517192860041388.post-8055927602151008657</id><published>2009-01-16T07:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T08:07:01.231-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Human Interest Story!</title><content type='html'>BEIJING (Reuters) – A 107-year-old Chinese woman who was afraid to marry when she was young has decided to look for her first husband and hopes to find a fellow centenarian so they will have something to talk about, a Chinese paper reported.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wang Guiying is worried she is becoming a burden to her aging nieces and nephews since breaking her leg when she was 102 and had to stop doing chores like washing her clothes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'm already 107 and I still haven't got married," the Chongqing Commercial Times quoted her saying. "What will happen if I don't hurry up and find a husband?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Born in southern Guizhou province the child of a salt merchant, Wang grew up watching her uncles and other men scold and beat their wives and often found her aunt crying in the woodshed after an attack, the paper said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"All the married people around there lived like that. Getting married was too frightening," she said of an era when Chinese women had few rights and low social standing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many also had their feet bound in an excruciating process aimed at making them look more dainty and marriageable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Wang's father, mother and older sister died, she still shied away from marriage. Instead she moved to the countryside and survived as a farmer until she was 74 years old and no longer strong enough to work in the fields, the report said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her nephew in the booming city of Chongqing then took Wang in, but she is worried he and her other nephews and nieces are too old to take care of her now even the youngest is 60.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"My nephews and nieces are getting older and their children are already tied up with their own families and I am becoming more and more of a burden," she said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Local officials have said they are happy to help Wang search for a 100-year old groom, and suggested her family get in touch with old people's homes to find candidates, the paper said.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2503517192860041388-8055927602151008657?l=holleecornish09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://holleecornish09.blogspot.com/feeds/8055927602151008657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2503517192860041388&amp;postID=8055927602151008657' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2503517192860041388/posts/default/8055927602151008657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2503517192860041388/posts/default/8055927602151008657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://holleecornish09.blogspot.com/2009/01/human-interest-story.html' title='Human Interest Story!'/><author><name>H*o*l*l*e*e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04616815812686731685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c8XWt7XoFuw/SggrYR1MvCI/AAAAAAAAAFI/49sTOLgjlkA/S220/HPIM0384.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2503517192860041388.post-4767860241658367407</id><published>2009-01-13T08:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T08:17:27.174-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Me as a Dog!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c8XWt7XoFuw/SWy8-vOGTUI/AAAAAAAAADo/Z9N3mjXotWk/s1600-h/littleDogsRock.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 251px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c8XWt7XoFuw/SWy8-vOGTUI/AAAAAAAAADo/Z9N3mjXotWk/s320/littleDogsRock.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290811448267001154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I was a dog I would want to be just like him. I love to listen to music. If I was a dog I would also like to be one of those dogs that is lovable and likes to cuddle with people. I would be a cool dog everyone would love me. I would be the best dog ever, but if you were to ever make me mad I would probably bite you, and let you know I mean business, but otherwise I would be a good, nice, kind, sweet, loving dog.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2503517192860041388-4767860241658367407?l=holleecornish09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://holleecornish09.blogspot.com/feeds/4767860241658367407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2503517192860041388&amp;postID=4767860241658367407' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2503517192860041388/posts/default/4767860241658367407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2503517192860041388/posts/default/4767860241658367407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://holleecornish09.blogspot.com/2009/01/me-as-dog.html' title='Me as a Dog!'/><author><name>H*o*l*l*e*e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04616815812686731685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c8XWt7XoFuw/SggrYR1MvCI/AAAAAAAAAFI/49sTOLgjlkA/S220/HPIM0384.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c8XWt7XoFuw/SWy8-vOGTUI/AAAAAAAAADo/Z9N3mjXotWk/s72-c/littleDogsRock.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2503517192860041388.post-748845625806393663</id><published>2008-12-12T07:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T08:13:50.075-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Room 101</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c8XWt7XoFuw/SUKNkYbQv0I/AAAAAAAAADg/jnuSVwaGBaM/s1600-h/2Tarrah.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 237px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c8XWt7XoFuw/SUKNkYbQv0I/AAAAAAAAADg/jnuSVwaGBaM/s320/2Tarrah.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278937369403244354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What would be in my room..... well I would want it to be a really cute and girlie room with cute colors and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///Users/hcornish/Library/Caches/TemporaryItems/moz-screenshot.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c8XWt7XoFuw/SUKMehdQibI/AAAAAAAAADY/XioHLEjHPXQ/s1600-h/moz-screenshot.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 319px; height: 236px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c8XWt7XoFuw/SUKMehdQibI/AAAAAAAAADY/XioHLEjHPXQ/s320/moz-screenshot.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278936169236695474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2503517192860041388-748845625806393663?l=holleecornish09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://holleecornish09.blogspot.com/feeds/748845625806393663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2503517192860041388&amp;postID=748845625806393663' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2503517192860041388/posts/default/748845625806393663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2503517192860041388/posts/default/748845625806393663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://holleecornish09.blogspot.com/2008/12/my-room-101.html' title='My Room 101'/><author><name>H*o*l*l*e*e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04616815812686731685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c8XWt7XoFuw/SggrYR1MvCI/AAAAAAAAAFI/49sTOLgjlkA/S220/HPIM0384.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c8XWt7XoFuw/SUKNkYbQv0I/AAAAAAAAADg/jnuSVwaGBaM/s72-c/2Tarrah.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2503517192860041388.post-6413836179329699468</id><published>2008-12-05T08:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T08:26:48.092-08:00</updated><title type='text'>CHRISTMAS TIME!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c8XWt7XoFuw/STlTIL1TpmI/AAAAAAAAACI/LKlJQc-QCVE/s1600-h/istockphoto_3973574-christmas-cookies-milk.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 314px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c8XWt7XoFuw/STlTIL1TpmI/AAAAAAAAACI/LKlJQc-QCVE/s320/istockphoto_3973574-christmas-cookies-milk.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276339838521681506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Once upon a time there was a little boy. The little boy love Christmas so much, but you would think his favorite thing about Christmas was to get present not give, but he love to give stuff. His favorite thing to give was a plate of cookies and a glass of milk to Santa Clause. He loved Santa! He loved him so much that one day he asked his mother if he they could ever fly to the north pole so they could go find him and ask Santa if he would like to live with them because he new Santa would be cold at the north pole, but his mother said no son maybe next he was sad but he said maybe when I get older I can go up there and get him by myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c8XWt7XoFuw/STlVpwQwrfI/AAAAAAAAACQ/cPpNYwe3IEY/s1600-h/305wde_ChristmasCarols.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 203px; height: 212px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c8XWt7XoFuw/STlVpwQwrfI/AAAAAAAAACQ/cPpNYwe3IEY/s320/305wde_ChristmasCarols.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276342614259445234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c8XWt7XoFuw/STlWBdhq33I/AAAAAAAAACY/mzZJ9AEhsm4/s1600-h/w116203447.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 226px; height: 357px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c8XWt7XoFuw/STlWBdhq33I/AAAAAAAAACY/mzZJ9AEhsm4/s320/w116203447.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276343021546954610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///Users/hcornish/Desktop/istockphoto_3973574-christmas-cookies-milk.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2503517192860041388-6413836179329699468?l=holleecornish09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://holleecornish09.blogspot.com/feeds/6413836179329699468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2503517192860041388&amp;postID=6413836179329699468' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2503517192860041388/posts/default/6413836179329699468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2503517192860041388/posts/default/6413836179329699468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://holleecornish09.blogspot.com/2008/12/once-upon-time-there-was-little-boy.html' title='CHRISTMAS TIME!'/><author><name>H*o*l*l*e*e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04616815812686731685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c8XWt7XoFuw/SggrYR1MvCI/AAAAAAAAAFI/49sTOLgjlkA/S220/HPIM0384.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c8XWt7XoFuw/STlTIL1TpmI/AAAAAAAAACI/LKlJQc-QCVE/s72-c/istockphoto_3973574-christmas-cookies-milk.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2503517192860041388.post-1995089790040309398</id><published>2008-11-25T07:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T08:01:10.161-08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY TURKEY DAY!!!!!</title><content type='html'>Well my family eats:&lt;br /&gt;1. Potatoes&lt;br /&gt;2. Dressing aka (Stuffing)&lt;br /&gt;3. Turkey&lt;br /&gt;4. Ham&lt;br /&gt;5. Chitterlings&lt;br /&gt;6. Deviled Eggs&lt;br /&gt;7. Rolls&lt;br /&gt;8. PIES&lt;br /&gt;9. CAKES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1o reasons I love Thanksgiving break&lt;br /&gt;1. out of school&lt;br /&gt;2. have fun with family&lt;br /&gt;3. NO HOMEWORK&lt;br /&gt;4. STAY OUT LATER&lt;br /&gt;5. SEE MY FAMILY THAT HAVE NOT SEEN IN A WHILE&lt;br /&gt;6. FOOD&lt;br /&gt;7. ONCE AGAIN NO SCHOOL&lt;br /&gt;8. MORE FOOD&lt;br /&gt;9. SLEEP IN&lt;br /&gt;10. SEE MY BOYFRIEND:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2503517192860041388-1995089790040309398?l=holleecornish09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://holleecornish09.blogspot.com/feeds/1995089790040309398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2503517192860041388&amp;postID=1995089790040309398' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2503517192860041388/posts/default/1995089790040309398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2503517192860041388/posts/default/1995089790040309398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://holleecornish09.blogspot.com/2008/11/happy-turkey-day.html' title='HAPPY TURKEY DAY!!!!!'/><author><name>H*o*l*l*e*e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04616815812686731685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c8XWt7XoFuw/SggrYR1MvCI/AAAAAAAAAFI/49sTOLgjlkA/S220/HPIM0384.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2503517192860041388.post-7302954663751570215</id><published>2008-11-21T08:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-21T08:12:41.158-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>1. God&lt;br /&gt;2. Mom&lt;br /&gt;3. Granny&lt;br /&gt;4. Dad&lt;br /&gt;5. Aunt Kay&lt;br /&gt;6. Coach K&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would like to dedicate this blog to God and my parents because without either one of these people I would not be nothing. I love them with all my heart and it will never fail for me not to.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2503517192860041388-7302954663751570215?l=holleecornish09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://holleecornish09.blogspot.com/feeds/7302954663751570215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2503517192860041388&amp;postID=7302954663751570215' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2503517192860041388/posts/default/7302954663751570215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2503517192860041388/posts/default/7302954663751570215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://holleecornish09.blogspot.com/2008/11/1.html' title=''/><author><name>H*o*l*l*e*e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04616815812686731685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c8XWt7XoFuw/SggrYR1MvCI/AAAAAAAAAFI/49sTOLgjlkA/S220/HPIM0384.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2503517192860041388.post-8101852488947300287</id><published>2008-11-07T08:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T08:03:24.765-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Anything!!!!</title><content type='html'>Well I really don't know what to talk about...I guess I am ready for basketball this year I really feel like it will be a great season Coach Perkins is a really good coach and we are all looking forward to a state championship this year like we did in track:) Yay!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2503517192860041388-8101852488947300287?l=holleecornish09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://holleecornish09.blogspot.com/feeds/8101852488947300287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2503517192860041388&amp;postID=8101852488947300287' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2503517192860041388/posts/default/8101852488947300287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2503517192860041388/posts/default/8101852488947300287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://holleecornish09.blogspot.com/2008/11/anything.html' title='Anything!!!!'/><author><name>H*o*l*l*e*e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04616815812686731685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c8XWt7XoFuw/SggrYR1MvCI/AAAAAAAAAFI/49sTOLgjlkA/S220/HPIM0384.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2503517192860041388.post-661994900375826388</id><published>2008-10-31T07:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T07:46:04.052-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>1. its just fun&lt;br /&gt;2. Treck-or Treating&lt;br /&gt;3. I like watching scary movies&lt;br /&gt;4. hand out candy&lt;br /&gt;5. the scary music&lt;br /&gt;6. the costumes&lt;br /&gt;7. scary stories&lt;br /&gt;8. its Sasha's Birthday&lt;br /&gt;9. toilet papering&lt;br /&gt;10. getting candy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2503517192860041388-661994900375826388?l=holleecornish09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://holleecornish09.blogspot.com/feeds/661994900375826388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2503517192860041388&amp;postID=661994900375826388' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2503517192860041388/posts/default/661994900375826388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2503517192860041388/posts/default/661994900375826388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://holleecornish09.blogspot.com/2008/10/1.html' title=''/><author><name>H*o*l*l*e*e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04616815812686731685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c8XWt7XoFuw/SggrYR1MvCI/AAAAAAAAAFI/49sTOLgjlkA/S220/HPIM0384.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2503517192860041388.post-2003586459896388024</id><published>2008-10-24T07:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T08:03:32.874-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The memories I have with is in track he has been the best track coach ever he makes you do a lot but is worth it at the end and you will appreciate him when you just sit back and think about it.&lt;div 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title=''/><author><name>H*o*l*l*e*e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04616815812686731685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c8XWt7XoFuw/SggrYR1MvCI/AAAAAAAAAFI/49sTOLgjlkA/S220/HPIM0384.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2503517192860041388.post-4724943908992771796</id><published>2008-10-10T07:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T07:43:52.944-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Once upon a time there was a little pig that live in a straw house and there was a big bad wolf that huffed and puffed and blew the house down and then there was a little pig who had a hay house and here comes this big bad wolf and he huffed and puffed and blew the house down and then there was another little pig that had brick house and here comes the big bad wolf and he huffed and puffed and could not blow the house down......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2503517192860041388-4724943908992771796?l=holleecornish09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://holleecornish09.blogspot.com/feeds/4724943908992771796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2503517192860041388&amp;postID=4724943908992771796' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2503517192860041388/posts/default/4724943908992771796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2503517192860041388/posts/default/4724943908992771796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://holleecornish09.blogspot.com/2008/10/once-upon-time-there-was-little-pig.html' title=''/><author><name>H*o*l*l*e*e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04616815812686731685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c8XWt7XoFuw/SggrYR1MvCI/AAAAAAAAAFI/49sTOLgjlkA/S220/HPIM0384.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2503517192860041388.post-7374667701222350891</id><published>2008-10-03T07:49:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T07:53:07.839-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I love birthday cake is the best thing about birthdays without cake it would not even be a good birthday, but I also want presents to. I rather have money for my birthday so I can just go buy my own stuff.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2503517192860041388-7374667701222350891?l=holleecornish09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://holleecornish09.blogspot.com/feeds/7374667701222350891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2503517192860041388&amp;postID=7374667701222350891' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2503517192860041388/posts/default/7374667701222350891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2503517192860041388/posts/default/7374667701222350891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://holleecornish09.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-love-birthday-cake-is-best-thing.html' title=''/><author><name>H*o*l*l*e*e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04616815812686731685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c8XWt7XoFuw/SggrYR1MvCI/AAAAAAAAAFI/49sTOLgjlkA/S220/HPIM0384.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2503517192860041388.post-5575528054944627020</id><published>2008-09-19T07:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T07:40:06.830-07:00</updated><title type='text'>10 Reason why I love Fridays</title><content type='html'>1. NO school the next day&lt;br /&gt;2. Football games&lt;br /&gt;3. get to blog in this class&lt;br /&gt;4. we don't have hard volleyball practice&lt;br /&gt;5. get to cheer&lt;br /&gt;6. That's the day of Bobcat Stars&lt;br /&gt;7. Just because that is my favorite weekday&lt;br /&gt;8. 5th quarter after the game&lt;br /&gt;9. Pep rallies&lt;br /&gt;10. Classes are easy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2503517192860041388-5575528054944627020?l=holleecornish09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://holleecornish09.blogspot.com/feeds/5575528054944627020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2503517192860041388&amp;postID=5575528054944627020' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2503517192860041388/posts/default/5575528054944627020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2503517192860041388/posts/default/5575528054944627020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://holleecornish09.blogspot.com/2008/09/10-reason-why-i-love-fridays.html' title='10 Reason why I love Fridays'/><author><name>H*o*l*l*e*e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04616815812686731685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c8XWt7XoFuw/SggrYR1MvCI/AAAAAAAAAFI/49sTOLgjlkA/S220/HPIM0384.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2503517192860041388.post-3235428833975225606</id><published>2008-09-12T07:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T07:56:20.605-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>In my future I really just want to get married and have a wonderful family and become a physical therapist. Well this is what I plan to do Idk if it will happen...lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2503517192860041388-3235428833975225606?l=holleecornish09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://holleecornish09.blogspot.com/feeds/3235428833975225606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2503517192860041388&amp;postID=3235428833975225606' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2503517192860041388/posts/default/3235428833975225606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2503517192860041388/posts/default/3235428833975225606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://holleecornish09.blogspot.com/2008/09/in-my-future-i-really-just-want-to-get.html' title=''/><author><name>H*o*l*l*e*e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04616815812686731685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c8XWt7XoFuw/SggrYR1MvCI/AAAAAAAAAFI/49sTOLgjlkA/S220/HPIM0384.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2503517192860041388.post-3700961235634145551</id><published>2008-09-05T07:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-05T07:56:08.927-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>What I think about not having a bonfire is pretty much gay because I mean we can't help that people get hurt from it... but anyways I have no clue what we can do in place of it&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2503517192860041388-3700961235634145551?l=holleecornish09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://holleecornish09.blogspot.com/feeds/3700961235634145551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2503517192860041388&amp;postID=3700961235634145551' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2503517192860041388/posts/default/3700961235634145551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2503517192860041388/posts/default/3700961235634145551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://holleecornish09.blogspot.com/2008/09/what-i-think-about-not-having-bonfire.html' title=''/><author><name>H*o*l*l*e*e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04616815812686731685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c8XWt7XoFuw/SggrYR1MvCI/AAAAAAAAAFI/49sTOLgjlkA/S220/HPIM0384.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2503517192860041388.post-5189635231597932273</id><published>2008-08-29T07:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T07:50:22.221-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My first week of school have been okay but I think it could have been better...lol but i am having fun with all my friends.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2503517192860041388-5189635231597932273?l=holleecornish09.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://holleecornish09.blogspot.com/feeds/5189635231597932273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2503517192860041388&amp;postID=5189635231597932273' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2503517192860041388/posts/default/5189635231597932273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2503517192860041388/posts/default/5189635231597932273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://holleecornish09.blogspot.com/2008/08/my-first-week-of-school-have-been-okay.html' title=''/><author><name>H*o*l*l*e*e</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04616815812686731685</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c8XWt7XoFuw/SggrYR1MvCI/AAAAAAAAAFI/49sTOLgjlkA/S220/HPIM0384.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
