<?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-4382987253089167855</id><updated>2011-09-07T06:40:33.980-07:00</updated><category term='school'/><title type='text'>The life of a highschool drama Queen</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazycoolandcollective.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4382987253089167855/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazycoolandcollective.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>*Chelsea Lynn*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12179928464204600838</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>10</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4382987253089167855.post-1613010349134702513</id><published>2009-12-03T14:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T14:57:09.311-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Paris Hilton:And I</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;Paris Hilton Comes to whistler and pays $150 for a lift ticket&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;Chelsea Rosebrook: Free&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;Paris Hilton Comes into Bills and Drops a couple Thousand on Boose.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;Chelsea Rosebrook:Free. As much as she wants.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;Paris Hilton Goes out to eat at umberto's for a five course meal and pays $150 a person.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;Chelsea Rosebrook: Free. And gets the last Veal available =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;Paris Hilton:Cannot go into a bar unless its open&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;Chelsea Rosebrook: Is in at three o clock meeting the hottest Dj's in Both countries.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;Paris Hilton makes people pay to sit with her in a bar so she isn't alone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;Chelsea Rosebrook: Is out on the dance floor with at least 5 new life long gal friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;Moral of the story.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;There is none just wanted to throw that out there! haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&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/4382987253089167855-1613010349134702513?l=crazycoolandcollective.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazycoolandcollective.blogspot.com/feeds/1613010349134702513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4382987253089167855&amp;postID=1613010349134702513' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4382987253089167855/posts/default/1613010349134702513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4382987253089167855/posts/default/1613010349134702513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazycoolandcollective.blogspot.com/2009/12/paris-hiltonand-i.html' title='Paris Hilton:And I'/><author><name>*Chelsea Lynn*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12179928464204600838</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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4382987253089167855.post-1002188580785805796</id><published>2009-08-27T22:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T22:36:54.988-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Roomates from HELL</title><content type='html'>have left the house. Its so niceee to not be walking on eggg shellls!!!! omg!! They Where rude to my boyfriend, myself, my landlord, and my Grandparents!!!!! you cross the line when you are rude to my family.. me thats one thing but when my family or friends get in the war path.....IM NOT GOING TO BE A NICE PERSON!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;buttt they are gone now and my house feels like home again. not a hell hole. i dont feel like i have to be someone's mother again... no more cleaning up dishes that weren't mine@!!!!! woot wooottt!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm&lt;br /&gt;what shall i do now?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4382987253089167855-1002188580785805796?l=crazycoolandcollective.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazycoolandcollective.blogspot.com/feeds/1002188580785805796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4382987253089167855&amp;postID=1002188580785805796' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4382987253089167855/posts/default/1002188580785805796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4382987253089167855/posts/default/1002188580785805796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazycoolandcollective.blogspot.com/2009/08/roomates-from-hell.html' title='Roomates from HELL'/><author><name>*Chelsea Lynn*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12179928464204600838</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-4382987253089167855.post-7179612100656611985</id><published>2009-08-05T16:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T17:25:04.180-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A High School Drama Queen</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#333333;"&gt;She Spends her time racking up the phone bill, hogging the hot water for the shower, stealing glimps' of herself in EVERY mirror she passes. A High School Drama Queen can NEVER have too many pairs of Heels, or too much eyeliner. Secretes are ALWAYS told to her and sometimes Told BY her.  In a crowded room she always finds someone to talk to because she is an interesting person... A High School Drama Queen KNOWS THE WEEKNESSES OF HER TEACHERS!!!!! She knows how to play the pity card to scrape by if she has to... BEWARE! Those big watery puppy dogg eyes ARE A PLOY! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#333333;"&gt;PARENTS SURVIVAL TO A HIGHSCHOOL DRAMA QUEEN:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#333333;"&gt;DADS: If she comes home crying saying its the end of the world because she and her "Boyfriend" have broken up.... please dont offer to "beat him up" or say something like there are other guys around because thats not what she needs to hear at that time. Best trick.... go buy her a small thing of flowers.. even if its a carnation and tell her you will always love her no matter what. She can always be a daddy's girl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#333333;"&gt;ALSO... the first time you catch her sneaking out..... SCARE THE LIVING HELL OUTTA HER. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#333333;"&gt;Groundations from phone's wont work. We know how to buy pre paid phones.. Tell her that the reason you are so upset about her sneaking out is because you worry about her safety, this way she doesn't have the chance to say your a controll freak, and you dont want her to have fun. Give her a reasonable curfew and have her let you know where she is... but dont call her every 20 mins and ask where she is at that moment in time... if she has eaten ect...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#333333;"&gt;MOMS: Beware.... a Drama Queen knows your worst enemy is YOUR mother. She Will call grandma and vent and try and get out of things because she knows you prob did worse things than she has done so far and she will milk grandma for any ammo she can get. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#333333;"&gt;know that when your eyeliner sharpener goes missing to check the "Queens"  backpack because she has mostlikely stolen yours because she misplaced hers. And KEEP your hairbrush under lockdown because thats next on the list to the sharpener. !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#333333;"&gt;Homework is a option to a Drama Queen. She goes to school to talk to friends not to read a history book. its a fact.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#333333;"&gt;now im not going to give away all the secrete's in the first post... who wants to buy the ice cream truck when your passin out the popsickles for free/?&gt;&gt;!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4382987253089167855-7179612100656611985?l=crazycoolandcollective.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazycoolandcollective.blogspot.com/feeds/7179612100656611985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4382987253089167855&amp;postID=7179612100656611985' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4382987253089167855/posts/default/7179612100656611985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4382987253089167855/posts/default/7179612100656611985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazycoolandcollective.blogspot.com/2009/08/high-school-drama-queen.html' title='A High School Drama Queen'/><author><name>*Chelsea Lynn*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12179928464204600838</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-4382987253089167855.post-1922974096969160153</id><published>2009-05-06T23:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T23:22:05.778-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hmmm</title><content type='html'>&lt;h3 class="post-title entry-title"&gt;So i was blog scrolling and i ran upon this. For some reason it keeps tugging at me. How many people do we know who have been treated the same way? And in the end its god who keeps us and keeps showing us he loves us even when we push him away or try and tell him mean things like we hate him and such. But with out fail he is there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;it really reminds me of my dads' relationship with god.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3 class="post-title entry-title"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3 class="post-title entry-title"&gt;&lt;a href="http://just-a-girl-without-a-hope.blogspot.com/2009/04/lifes-little-lessons.html"&gt;Lifes Little Lessons!&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/h3&gt;  &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;So I have this friend who adopted a dog from the animal shelter. She originally wanted to get a puppy so that she could start off fresh because most of the dogs at the shelter have been around and are very different from puppys. You can't teach an old dog new tricks basically. Anyways she desided to give it a chance and adopt a dog from the shelter. He seemed fine at the shelter, looked good, seemed to have a good temperment and so on. So she brings him home and of coarse the first tiny bit he was very shy, hid, seemed a bit scared but she figured it was just because he was in a new home and would need to get used to her. This was not the case. The dog started growling, barking, showing his teeth etc etc. Basically he was acting angry, tough and trying to be the alpha male. This bothered her a bit because she had adopted the dog to be her companion. She had owned another dog long ago and he was litterally "mans best friend" this dog however was not exactly that. So she called the shelter to ask about her new dog. It turns out that he had always been surrounded by other dogs who were constantly growling, barking, fighting etc etc so this was all the dog knew and quickly learned to act the same and act very tough. She had more of a understanding now that the shelter had explained this to her. So she got off the phone and desided to try to be more loving to the dog to show him she cared. She would try to pet him, give him kisses, and basically gice the dog the love and attention that it deserved. The dog was not having it. All she wanted to do was try to get the dog to trust her so that he would let her in but the dog seemed like he didn't want that. The dog seemed to like living there and seemed to like her but everytime she tried to pet him or anything the dog would back away, scowl and leave. Even if she moved to quickly the dog would get scared and run away. This behavoir scared her so she once again called the shelter to ask about his behavoir. The shelter let her know that he was actually a rescued dog. They had rescued him from the other angry dogs and put him into his first home. This home was anything but positive. His owners would scream at him, hit him, leave him outside, neglect to feed him, they barely gave him any attention at all. Seeing as how this was the dogs first home he figured it was normal and that he was just a bad dog. He quicly learned to not let anyone in and not to show any feelings. He needed to be tough and emotionless if he was going to survive. It was no wonder that the dog was not letting his new owner in. He was programed to think that if he was to open up and let his new owner in that this owner would hurt him. So he built up a wall of anger, emotion-less and "tough dog" syndrome and hid behind it. My friend was very upset because she had these hopes and plans for her new dog and he seemed to not only not care but not let her in. She called me very upset explaining the situation about the dog to me and asked me if I thought she should give up on the dog and bring him back to the shelter.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;.....Right away I told her that she couldn't just give up on him. She had made a commitment when she adopted him to be there for him and take care of him. He was finally in a good home and had a owner that truly cared about him and wasent going to hurt him like his previous owner. I also told her that even though he may seem like he doesn't let her in and doesn't act like a regular dog doesn't mean he doesn't actually like her. He had just been thru a lot and needed some time. He was probably already attached to her and cared for her more than she saw. It was just hard for the dog because of his past. I told her that she can't blame him for that and needed to keep him to show him that he is capable of having a good owner and capable of letting her in. She listened to me and agreed with me 100%. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;She still has the dog and now he is the most loving and affectionate dog you will ever see. It just took some understanding, time and patience. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4382987253089167855-1922974096969160153?l=crazycoolandcollective.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazycoolandcollective.blogspot.com/feeds/1922974096969160153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4382987253089167855&amp;postID=1922974096969160153' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4382987253089167855/posts/default/1922974096969160153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4382987253089167855/posts/default/1922974096969160153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazycoolandcollective.blogspot.com/2009/05/hmmm.html' title='Hmmm'/><author><name>*Chelsea Lynn*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12179928464204600838</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-4382987253089167855.post-6395622434790573506</id><published>2009-05-02T00:50:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T00:50:38.019-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Dictionary!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;                  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;                 NEW DICTIONARY&lt;br /&gt;                   &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;               &lt;/div&gt;               &lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;ADULT :&lt;br /&gt;              A person who has stopped growing at both ends and is now growing&lt;br /&gt;              in the middle.&lt;br /&gt;             &lt;br /&gt;              BEAUTY PARLOR :&lt;br /&gt;              A place where women curl up and dye.&lt;br /&gt;             &lt;br /&gt;              CANNIBAL :&lt;br /&gt;              Someone who is fed up with people.&lt;br /&gt;             &lt;br /&gt;              CHICKENS :&lt;br /&gt;              The only animals you eat before they are born and after they are                dead.&lt;br /&gt;             &lt;br /&gt;              COMMITTEE :&lt;br /&gt;              A body that keeps minutes and wastes hours.&lt;br /&gt;             &lt;br /&gt;              DUST :&lt;br /&gt;              Mud with the juice squeezed out.&lt;br /&gt;             &lt;br /&gt;              EGOTIST :&lt;br /&gt;              Someone me-deep in conversation&lt;br /&gt;             &lt;br /&gt;              GOSSIP :&lt;br /&gt;              A person who will never tell a lie if the truth will do more                damage.&lt;br /&gt;             &lt;br /&gt;              HANDKERCHIEF :&lt;br /&gt;              Cold Storage.&lt;br /&gt;             &lt;br /&gt;              INFLATION :&lt;br /&gt;              Cutting money in half without damaging the paper. MYTH:&lt;br /&gt;              A female moth.&lt;br /&gt;             &lt;br /&gt;              MOSQUITO :&lt;br /&gt;              An insect that makes you like flies better.&lt;br /&gt;             &lt;br /&gt;              RAISIN :&lt;br /&gt;              Grape with a sunburn.&lt;br /&gt;             &lt;br /&gt;              SECRET :&lt;br /&gt;              Something you tell to one person at a time.&lt;br /&gt;             &lt;br /&gt;              SKELETON :&lt;br /&gt;              A bunch of bones with the person scraped off.&lt;br /&gt;             &lt;br /&gt;              TOOTHACHE :&lt;br /&gt;              The pain that drives you to extraction.&lt;br /&gt;             &lt;br /&gt;              TOMORROW :&lt;br /&gt;              One of the greatest labor saving devices of today.&lt;br /&gt;             &lt;br /&gt;              YAWN :&lt;br /&gt;              An honest opinion openly expressed.&lt;br /&gt;             &lt;br /&gt;              WRINKLES :&lt;br /&gt;              Something other people have. You have character lines.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4382987253089167855-6395622434790573506?l=crazycoolandcollective.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazycoolandcollective.blogspot.com/feeds/6395622434790573506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4382987253089167855&amp;postID=6395622434790573506' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4382987253089167855/posts/default/6395622434790573506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4382987253089167855/posts/default/6395622434790573506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazycoolandcollective.blogspot.com/2009/05/new-dictionary.html' title='New Dictionary!'/><author><name>*Chelsea Lynn*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12179928464204600838</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-4382987253089167855.post-3826166026683960184</id><published>2008-11-22T02:07:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-22T02:16:25.810-08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAVE  YOU SEEN MY BABY????</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MqmC9Jjxbp8/SSfaFLzAINI/AAAAAAAAACE/IOjc49ttzhA/s1600-h/purple+hair.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271421671461363922" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MqmC9Jjxbp8/SSfaFLzAINI/AAAAAAAAACE/IOjc49ttzhA/s320/purple+hair.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;One day two months ago I was in little ceasars eating lunch ( im a pizza addict oK?) and i decided to kill some time before i had to go to work... (bostons pizza... ) go figure... so i walked next door to the pet store..JUST TO LOOK. I liked looking at all the cute little puppies. But this day was a lil different.. i was looking down and this LITTLE TINY SABLE pom was looking back at me with such a dopy little look that i HAAADDDD to hold him.. i told the lady at the front desk that i was intrested in buying him ( I lied at the time so i could hold him... dude remember im saving to see my boyfriend in florida right??) so she gets him out for me and i went and played with him in the corner... well this little thing JUST made my heart MELT.... LIKE icecream on a hot day melt. AND the more i played with him the more i wanted him... But there is something else you should know about CHELSEA LYNN... when there is money in the bank and she sees something she wants.... she gets it... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;NOW I HAVE A THREE POUND DOG ThAT POOPS MORE THAN HIS BODY WEIGHT i SWEAR!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I ended up buyin him and taking him home!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;altho he has eaten four pairs of my panties and a couple sox and cough drops... he is still my baby bear and we cuddle together at night...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;dis way im not lonely anymore!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MqmC9Jjxbp8/SSfbvLR3WXI/AAAAAAAAACM/YgwjPrvMIXg/s1600-h/fox.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271423492388510066" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MqmC9Jjxbp8/SSfbvLR3WXI/AAAAAAAAACM/YgwjPrvMIXg/s320/fox.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;he may look cute.. but beware.. he eats everything he sees and POOPS ON YOUR BED!!!!!!!!!'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;any one wanna babysit?? haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4382987253089167855-3826166026683960184?l=crazycoolandcollective.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazycoolandcollective.blogspot.com/feeds/3826166026683960184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4382987253089167855&amp;postID=3826166026683960184' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4382987253089167855/posts/default/3826166026683960184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4382987253089167855/posts/default/3826166026683960184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazycoolandcollective.blogspot.com/2008/11/have-you-seen-my-baby.html' title='HAVE  YOU SEEN MY BABY????'/><author><name>*Chelsea Lynn*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12179928464204600838</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MqmC9Jjxbp8/SSfaFLzAINI/AAAAAAAAACE/IOjc49ttzhA/s72-c/purple+hair.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4382987253089167855.post-6032792937643870075</id><published>2008-11-22T02:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-22T02:07:09.051-08:00</updated><title type='text'>new place!</title><content type='html'>ok so i got a new place!!! woot woot!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its in stanwood close to my old school and to the teachers that supported me all through highschool!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I happened to luck out with the master bedroom with the master bathroom and the master closet...! ( my last place's room was as small as my master closet... i could barley fit a twin matress in there...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only problem is that i dont have a shower curtian or rings ... lol or bath towls!! haha so i have one towl that i wash every night and i take baths... kinda sad... especially when my puppy tries to jump in and ruin it for me!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;soo if any one wants to get me any house warming gifts... lol i could use some towls haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also have an interview at I HOP on monday at two o'clock! Keep me in your prayers and thoughts because with this nice new bedroom... i dont really have a lot of money for food so a second job is very much needed right now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eh im  young... i can sleep when i die right??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4382987253089167855-6032792937643870075?l=crazycoolandcollective.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazycoolandcollective.blogspot.com/feeds/6032792937643870075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4382987253089167855&amp;postID=6032792937643870075' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4382987253089167855/posts/default/6032792937643870075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4382987253089167855/posts/default/6032792937643870075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazycoolandcollective.blogspot.com/2008/11/new-place.html' title='new place!'/><author><name>*Chelsea Lynn*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12179928464204600838</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-4382987253089167855.post-4935412927781181107</id><published>2008-09-02T01:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-22T02:37:13.041-08:00</updated><title type='text'>When your gone</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,204,0)"&gt;Why do I miss you? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,204,0)"&gt;everything seemed too good to be true &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,204,0)"&gt;I thought you would always be mine &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,204,0)"&gt;it seemed everything was just fine &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,204,0)"&gt;What is it that I miss? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,204,0)"&gt;I miss every hug and every kiss &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,204,0)"&gt;Why do I miss you? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,204,0)"&gt;I can't forget how it felt to be with you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,204,0)"&gt;I can't forget all the times we had &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,204,0)"&gt;the good times and the bad &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,204,0)"&gt;All the nights up late on the phone &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,204,0)"&gt;is now time I spend alone &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,204,0)"&gt;Wishing you were here with me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,204,0)"&gt;gives &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,204,0)"&gt;me nothing but misery &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,204,0)"&gt;So, why do i miss you? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,204,0)"&gt;simply because I can't forget YOU!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4382987253089167855-4935412927781181107?l=crazycoolandcollective.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazycoolandcollective.blogspot.com/feeds/4935412927781181107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4382987253089167855&amp;postID=4935412927781181107' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4382987253089167855/posts/default/4935412927781181107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4382987253089167855/posts/default/4935412927781181107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazycoolandcollective.blogspot.com/2008/09/when-your-gone.html' title='When your gone'/><author><name>*Chelsea Lynn*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12179928464204600838</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-4382987253089167855.post-1145544117008651313</id><published>2008-06-02T03:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-02T04:00:20.307-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sleepless nights</title><content type='html'>Ok so it seems like i only get on here and type when I cant sleep. I have been up all night working on Scholarships for college, because i was not blessed with a bloody rich family ha ha. I am looking at all of these scholarships... "describe an event where you have made an impact on your community and how it affected you..." ummm..... i can turn on lights on stage? I have come to figure out that... IM BOARING!! Sooooo not good... so you know what i did... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I freaking downloaded as much community service crap as i could so that way someone thinks im interesting and wants to give me money!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wait... better idea.. maybe i will just get a pay pal account and add it on here.... CHELSEA'S SCHOLARSHIP FUND!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good idea if i say so myself. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4382987253089167855-1145544117008651313?l=crazycoolandcollective.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazycoolandcollective.blogspot.com/feeds/1145544117008651313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4382987253089167855&amp;postID=1145544117008651313' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4382987253089167855/posts/default/1145544117008651313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4382987253089167855/posts/default/1145544117008651313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazycoolandcollective.blogspot.com/2008/06/sleepless-nights.html' title='Sleepless nights'/><author><name>*Chelsea Lynn*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12179928464204600838</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-4382987253089167855.post-1314373019145844284</id><published>2008-05-22T00:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-22T00:58:27.334-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>ok...</title><content type='html'>So like half of my aunts have this blogger thing and I have decided to give it a try!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My name is Chelsea Lynn and I am a senior this year. Now for those of you who have graduated already know what this time of the year is like for a senior. CAN ANYONE SAY SENIORITUS!!!!!! Oh man its kicking in hard core!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They have all theses new requirements,DO THIS, BE HERE, DONT DO THAT, YOU can no longer go off school campus for lunch and we are going to charge YOU $3 bucks for a stinkin slice of pizza! I mean seriously.. can you see where im coming from!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and this WASL thing.. don't even get me started on that.. I have friends in pre cal that cant pass the darn math section of that yet I finally passed it and i BARLEY passed geometry... it's amazing... all the school teaches now is how to pass the WASL!.. want my advise/ HOMESCHOOL your stinkin kids.. it will save them soo much crap!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Senior project:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You ALSO have to pass some sort of senior project before you can graduate now too.. on top of 15 hours of feild based learnings and 20 hours of community service.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( I had 42 hrs.) =) but still thats adding ontop of everything else we have to do..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First pass all of your classes (hard)&lt;br /&gt;Then pass all of your senior project requirements ( harder)&lt;br /&gt;Then.. PASS ALLL PARTS OF THE WASL AND YOU ONLY GET 4 TRIES! (Ridiclous)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lets just go back to the days where 1+2=3 and it didn't need an explanation as to how you got your freaking answer!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4382987253089167855-1314373019145844284?l=crazycoolandcollective.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://crazycoolandcollective.blogspot.com/feeds/1314373019145844284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4382987253089167855&amp;postID=1314373019145844284' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4382987253089167855/posts/default/1314373019145844284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4382987253089167855/posts/default/1314373019145844284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://crazycoolandcollective.blogspot.com/2008/05/ok.html' title='ok...'/><author><name>*Chelsea Lynn*</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12179928464204600838</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>
