<?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-35158827</id><updated>2011-04-21T15:16:13.860-04:00</updated><title type='text'>well that's something...</title><subtitle type='html'>this is just kinda me babbleing, taking quizzes writing bits etc.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wellthatssomething.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35158827/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wellthatssomething.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>batty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05995118529921205573</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>5</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35158827.post-116588569672317771</id><published>2006-12-11T19:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-11T20:08:16.723-05:00</updated><title type='text'>fright</title><content type='html'>I don't know why, but whenever I get a progress report or a report card which shows that I have missing work I try to hide it. I attempt to hide these mistakes that I make. I make it seem like I don't care but it's all a big facade I guess. So now I'm scrambling to get stuff done in secret. well ain't this lovely?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35158827-116588569672317771?l=wellthatssomething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wellthatssomething.blogspot.com/feeds/116588569672317771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35158827&amp;postID=116588569672317771' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35158827/posts/default/116588569672317771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35158827/posts/default/116588569672317771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wellthatssomething.blogspot.com/2006/12/fright.html' title='fright'/><author><name>batty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05995118529921205573</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-35158827.post-116326938045568607</id><published>2006-11-11T13:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T13:23:00.463-05:00</updated><title type='text'>all dressed up with no were to go</title><content type='html'>got dressed halfway through the day.&lt;br /&gt;was thinkin' 'bout how it's all got away.&lt;br /&gt;from us and is gettin so far &lt;br /&gt;that it can't come back.&lt;br /&gt;or can it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cuz we're all dressed up but there's no place togo.&lt;br /&gt;alone in this place of nothing.&lt;br /&gt;this ain't no city, &lt;br /&gt;it's only a town.&lt;br /&gt;a town which is owned by the few, &lt;br /&gt;who make it all the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we started to set out,&lt;br /&gt;but then changed our minds.&lt;br /&gt;cuz there's no where to go,&lt;br /&gt;no one to see,&lt;br /&gt;and nothing to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cuz we're all dressed up but there's no place togo.&lt;br /&gt;alone in this place of nothing.&lt;br /&gt;this ain't no city, &lt;br /&gt;it's only a town.&lt;br /&gt;a town which is owned by the few, &lt;br /&gt;who make it all the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we came back in,&lt;br /&gt;went back down,&lt;br /&gt;to the basement alone,&lt;br /&gt;and danced by ourselves &lt;br /&gt;to the music of the headphones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cuz we're all dressed up but there's no place togo.&lt;br /&gt;alone in this place of nothing.&lt;br /&gt;this ain't no city, &lt;br /&gt;it's only a town.&lt;br /&gt;a town which is owned by the few, &lt;br /&gt;who make it all the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we danced and danced and danced,&lt;br /&gt;our feet hurt&lt;br /&gt;from the concrete,&lt;br /&gt;yet that couldn't stop us.&lt;br /&gt;so we kept dancing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cuz we're all dressed up but there's no place togo.&lt;br /&gt;alone in this place of nothing.&lt;br /&gt;this ain't no city, &lt;br /&gt;it's only a town.&lt;br /&gt;a town which is owned by the few, &lt;br /&gt;who make it all the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then someone called from up above,&lt;br /&gt;no,not heaven, just the floor above.&lt;br /&gt;they hadn't heard the music,&lt;br /&gt;they just wanted to know what iwas doing.&lt;br /&gt;nothin' was my answer and that was it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't steal my lyrics.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35158827-116326938045568607?l=wellthatssomething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35158827.post-115942133068637200</id><published>2006-09-28T04:22:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-28T01:30:00.033-04:00</updated><title type='text'>'ello chums!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#330099;"&gt;hey, I just started this blog... yeah... not much special really, just a little something to help keep my random thoughts down...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35158827-115942133068637200?l=wellthatssomething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wellthatssomething.blogspot.com/feeds/115942133068637200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35158827&amp;postID=115942133068637200' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35158827/posts/default/115942133068637200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35158827/posts/default/115942133068637200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wellthatssomething.blogspot.com/2006/09/ello-chums.html' title='&apos;ello chums!'/><author><name>batty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05995118529921205573</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-35158827.post-115943118178311325</id><published>2006-09-28T04:12:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-28T04:14:02.533-04:00</updated><title type='text'>hooray for artsiness.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#dddddd;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are Expressionism&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#eeeeee"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatartmovementareyouquiz/expressionism.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Moody, emotional, and even a bit angsty... you certainly know how to express your emotions.At times, you tend to lack perspective on your life, probably as a result of looking inward too much.This introspection does give you a flair for the dramatic. And it's even maybe made you cultivate some artistic talents!You have a true artist's temperament... which is a blessing and a curse.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;What&lt;/a&gt; Art Movement Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35158827-115943118178311325?l=wellthatssomething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wellthatssomething.blogspot.com/feeds/115943118178311325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35158827&amp;postID=115943118178311325' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35158827/posts/default/115943118178311325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35158827/posts/default/115943118178311325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wellthatssomething.blogspot.com/2006/09/hooray-for-artsiness.html' title='hooray for artsiness.'/><author><name>batty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05995118529921205573</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-35158827.post-115942824245104278</id><published>2006-09-28T03:21:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-28T03:24:02.453-04:00</updated><title type='text'>homework is bothersome...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6340/3906/1600/image.png"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6340/3906/200/image.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;...Especially when you don't get the assignment. (get as in understand) actually i don't think anyone in the class gets it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35158827-115942824245104278?l=wellthatssomething.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wellthatssomething.blogspot.com/feeds/115942824245104278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35158827&amp;postID=115942824245104278' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35158827/posts/default/115942824245104278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35158827/posts/default/115942824245104278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wellthatssomething.blogspot.com/2006/09/homework-is-bothersome.html' title='homework is bothersome...'/><author><name>batty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05995118529921205573</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></feed>
