<?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-7449583831225395287</id><updated>2011-07-07T17:50:58.959-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I am Rachel.....</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smellslikerachel.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7449583831225395287/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smellslikerachel.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10341958202551566086</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i75.photobucket.com/albums/i296/danradz4rachel/Gangsters-1.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>27</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7449583831225395287.post-3157986554882266832</id><published>2008-06-20T22:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-20T22:17:20.282-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HIHI</title><content type='html'>or shall I say bye..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not gonna be posting until like the end of summer so... &lt;br /&gt;talk to you people on facebook/IM/calling/other ways!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have agreat summer, and just because this blog is gonna be gone for a while, doesn't mean I will never post again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just until the end of summer =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;have you ever felt forgotten for traded for something else?&lt;/em&gt; -Rachel&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7449583831225395287-3157986554882266832?l=smellslikerachel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smellslikerachel.blogspot.com/feeds/3157986554882266832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7449583831225395287&amp;postID=3157986554882266832' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7449583831225395287/posts/default/3157986554882266832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7449583831225395287/posts/default/3157986554882266832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smellslikerachel.blogspot.com/2008/06/hihi.html' title='HIHI'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10341958202551566086</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i75.photobucket.com/albums/i296/danradz4rachel/Gangsters-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7449583831225395287.post-3797387008818858531</id><published>2008-06-16T15:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-16T15:52:08.757-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm wondering...</title><content type='html'>what do you think about me?&lt;br /&gt;I've been wondering what about me seems to repel people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There has to be something for the reason why people are like what they are to me. &lt;br /&gt;Like why do I always feel taken for granted, or pushed to the side. I don't act like an attention grabber nor do I act invisible, so why am I treated like I am?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So please, just comment what you think of me, and if you must, you can make it anonymous lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I'm the kind of person who doesn't care what other people think of me, which is true, but what I'm wondering is what is the reason &lt;em&gt;why&lt;/em&gt; people think of me like they do.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uh.. I'm not making much sense haha,&lt;br /&gt;but uh.. please just be honest about it &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=] Rachel&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7449583831225395287-3797387008818858531?l=smellslikerachel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smellslikerachel.blogspot.com/feeds/3797387008818858531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7449583831225395287&amp;postID=3797387008818858531' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7449583831225395287/posts/default/3797387008818858531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7449583831225395287/posts/default/3797387008818858531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smellslikerachel.blogspot.com/2008/06/im-wondering.html' title='I&apos;m wondering...'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10341958202551566086</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i75.photobucket.com/albums/i296/danradz4rachel/Gangsters-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7449583831225395287.post-7607520941037922141</id><published>2008-06-05T21:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-05T21:39:17.258-07:00</updated><title type='text'>TEN MORE DAYS...</title><content type='html'>TILL EFFING SCHOOL ENDS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well guess what my mom said?? &lt;br /&gt;YES!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well... she was probably convinced that I REALLY didn't like my school when I cried while asking her... It just came out.. argh... &lt;br /&gt;the funny thing is that I was folding clothes while asking her and crying. You can imagine some girl crying while folding clothes and asking her mom something.. while on the floor. Ima dork &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, hopefully all the paperworks and stuff will be done and stuff and I'll be able to go. I'll miss a few people though, but I'm glad im going. And hopefully my "new" school will treat me better.. Im become Bran's bestie haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uhmm.. at school I just did a BIG test called a practical for bio class. It was worth 100 so Im hoping I did alright.. I rarely study, but it seemed like I knew most of the stuff on it so yehh. I'm also doing a debate on abortion. I wrote a Pro-life speech thing for the debate on Monday. I might post it here sometime later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh,, and here's some random vid I did for people who'd rather watch it than read about my boring life.. enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/FiuGZCyMGdA&amp;hl=en&amp;color1=0x402061&amp;color2=0x9461ca"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/FiuGZCyMGdA&amp;hl=en&amp;color1=0x402061&amp;color2=0x9461ca" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=P Rachel&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7449583831225395287-7607520941037922141?l=smellslikerachel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smellslikerachel.blogspot.com/feeds/7607520941037922141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7449583831225395287&amp;postID=7607520941037922141' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7449583831225395287/posts/default/7607520941037922141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7449583831225395287/posts/default/7607520941037922141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smellslikerachel.blogspot.com/2008/06/ten-more-days.html' title='TEN MORE DAYS...'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10341958202551566086</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i75.photobucket.com/albums/i296/danradz4rachel/Gangsters-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7449583831225395287.post-4655160903578407387</id><published>2008-05-31T20:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-31T21:47:47.429-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I can't wait till school is over...</title><content type='html'>...and it's not because of summer anymore.&lt;br /&gt;I just want to leave.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not happy there.&lt;br /&gt;The people are the reason why I'm not happy there.&lt;br /&gt;I was even happier when I went to school in LA. In LA the people made fun of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I had friends there, real friends that I can definitely count on. The people at my HS are nice, but there's something, like no connection going on between me and the them. Just none of it seems real. &lt;br /&gt;Eversince I went there, nothing seemed real anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyday is the same, I expect the same exact thing to happen, and they do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Almost every night I have nightmares, or thoughts if I stayed all four years in that school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is why tomorrow, or whenever I finally can, I'll ask my mom if I can switch schools. I never wanted to switch schools before. That must mean something. I'll ask my mom if I could go to Alhambra High School. &lt;br /&gt;I've been thinking about it for a while, and I think I will be happier there, I don't know why... It's just a feeling, and NO school could make me feel as unhappy as the one I am currently in.&lt;br /&gt;Plus, it's closer to Mantha's school so it'll be easier for my mom to drop us off in the morning. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha yeah, I've been thinking of all these reasons to persuade my mom to let me switch. And all my reasons I'll tell her are true, and not exagerrating one bit. But all that's personal, so I won't write it ;p hehh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even my dad agrees and he says sure, "just ask your mom". Ugh... that the hardest part, but I'll have to if I want to move... I must GOPHER IT.. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright.. next time I post, I'll be back with her answer... *takes deep breath* bye...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=/ Rachel&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7449583831225395287-4655160903578407387?l=smellslikerachel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smellslikerachel.blogspot.com/feeds/4655160903578407387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7449583831225395287&amp;postID=4655160903578407387' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7449583831225395287/posts/default/4655160903578407387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7449583831225395287/posts/default/4655160903578407387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smellslikerachel.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-cant-wait-till-school-is-over.html' title='I can&apos;t wait till school is over...'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10341958202551566086</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i75.photobucket.com/albums/i296/danradz4rachel/Gangsters-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7449583831225395287.post-7300817352621215677</id><published>2008-05-26T12:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-26T13:53:48.960-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I want a car... SEAT!!... haha no, just a car</title><content type='html'>a hybrid if I even get one ;p.&lt;br /&gt; Gah I could've gone to a party and a trip to the mall this weekend if I had a ride!!! On Saturday my stepdad, sisters and I went to watch Indy, which was pretty cool. Then at 5 that day was my friend's quincinera (15th birthday) and I could've gone, but no ride... Then again the next day on Sunday I should've gone to the mall with my friends to the mall -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... no ride again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; So pretty much my weekend was uneventful once again. Unless you count the fact that Mantha and I spent the whole day watching zombie movies yesterday. But driving is kinda close.. well it's closer than when I was last year, so that's a good thing I guess. I'm learning drivers ed at school right now, so I need Drivers training, Permit(so many restrictions when driving ith this, but it's better than nothing), Provisional( a little more free than the permit, the finally the actual Drivers license, which you can get if you take all the steps and pass the tests and stuff at the right time. I have a feeling something BIG will change for cars though in the future due to the extrmemely high gas prices, so things may go differently instead. &lt;br /&gt;BLAH!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've also been searching on Birth Order, and it's kinda weird because birth order actually seems to shape the personality of a person. I found the things quite true between the B.O. of 3 siblings:&lt;br /&gt;-Older Sister(in this case, me):&lt;br /&gt;  -dominant&lt;br /&gt;  -bossy, confident, and agressive (I didn't think so until Mariel and Mantha said it was kinda true 0.0)&lt;br /&gt;  - likes to be in control (wait!! not even!!!!!)&lt;br /&gt;  -gets along better with older men who are authority figures (woah now ;p)&lt;br /&gt;  - more compatible with only childs or younger brother people&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Middle Sister(in this case, Mariel):&lt;br /&gt;  -Has more attraction towards people more than the other birth orders (haha I find this one very true for Mariel)&lt;br /&gt;  -can make a variety of people happy&lt;br /&gt;  -basically seems very interesting to people they meet, like some sort of charm or something) (grr Mar!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Youngest Sister(in this case, Mantha):&lt;br /&gt;  -Friendly, easy going, and creative&lt;br /&gt;  -more driven&lt;br /&gt;  -gets distracted easily by other interests (haha..yes, keeps changing her mind)&lt;br /&gt;  -magnets to men (awww hail naw!! back off!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha so yeah, some of that stuff is kinda true... It's all jsut really based on the people who are around you. but yeh, I'll ttyall laterz cause well... a friend is coming over so BYE!!! &lt;br /&gt; Love you carseat people!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=] Rachel&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7449583831225395287-7300817352621215677?l=smellslikerachel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smellslikerachel.blogspot.com/feeds/7300817352621215677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7449583831225395287&amp;postID=7300817352621215677' title='20 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7449583831225395287/posts/default/7300817352621215677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7449583831225395287/posts/default/7300817352621215677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smellslikerachel.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-want-car-seat-haha-no-just-car.html' title='I want a car... SEAT!!... haha no, just a car'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10341958202551566086</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i75.photobucket.com/albums/i296/danradz4rachel/Gangsters-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>20</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7449583831225395287.post-322697591850081624</id><published>2008-05-20T21:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-20T23:07:36.717-07:00</updated><title type='text'>To all the people I love...</title><content type='html'>This topic is for people I really love... including the other people that can't read this cause they don't have a blogger account.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; A girl at that goes to my school died yesterday night. I didn't know her, but that doesn't mean I shouldn't care. I'll pray for her family and friends for their loss, may you please keep them in your prayers too? Thanks. What really makes me think is the fact that this whole thing could have been avoided, including her death. The girl died from a drug overdose. People would think it's not my business, but it is... Everything is everyone's business when it's about drugs, because who knows, you might know someone involved with drugs. Whenever I hear about teen drug abuse I think:&lt;br /&gt;- Why did you even start?&lt;br /&gt;- Is fitting in with your "friends" really worth it?&lt;br /&gt;- Well.. what happens with your life next?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Why waste it? Peer pressure isn't THAT hard to handle. Just say no. You'll be cool knowing you're not throwing your life away for some "acception" from your "friends". I also think it's really selfish to use drugs. People who use it might say "oh well it's my life" or "no one will care". THAT'S SO SELFISH OF YOU!! Do you know how many people you're hurting by using drugs?? What if you get caught with them? Your parents will pay for the consequences... it's the law, you're still a minor. OR like what happened to the girl at my school, would anyone want to leave their family devastated like that? Just die by abusing some dangerous substance you shouldn't even be using? No, I think not. So if not for you, then don't use drugs for the people that love you... and there are people that love you, so don't say "no one cares" lame excuse. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; The worst thing though about someone who uses drugs, is the fact that they can get more people to join them... causing more problems for EVERYONE... ruining more lives... &lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt; So here's a tip:&lt;br /&gt;Just don't start. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; And for people who already did:&lt;br /&gt;There's help out there... another chance to live&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps I know I say "you' alot, but I'm not actually pointing at the reader or anything. It's how I write to grab a reader's attention and have them feel for the situation. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=/ Rachel&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7449583831225395287-322697591850081624?l=smellslikerachel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smellslikerachel.blogspot.com/feeds/322697591850081624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7449583831225395287&amp;postID=322697591850081624' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7449583831225395287/posts/default/322697591850081624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7449583831225395287/posts/default/322697591850081624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smellslikerachel.blogspot.com/2008/05/to-all-people-i-love.html' title='To all the people I love...'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10341958202551566086</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i75.photobucket.com/albums/i296/danradz4rachel/Gangsters-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7449583831225395287.post-6331575338577974624</id><published>2008-05-15T19:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-15T22:20:37.817-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I don't know why you say Goodbye I say Hello...</title><content type='html'>Hello Hello&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, that was some of the Beatles lyrics... ;p&lt;br /&gt;Well anyways, I'll just make a list of questions, I know that I always make lists, but I don't really have anything else to say...&lt;br /&gt;     Gah, well actually I really do have ALOT to say, but I dunno, just TOO much stuff is hovering around my mind and I don't like putting it out here... lol. You might wonder why do I post then, but my post really are just about random stuff, not really about my life, cause... well that's why I have my mind. I keep stuff held in. And yeah, ALOT of stuff is held in right now... I just don't talk about it. It's too much and I really don't know... Grr... now I feel like explaining it. It's just that whenever people tell me about their lives and what's going on with them, I actually AM interested, I give them concern, and I let them know that I really do care, and that I'm listening. But when &lt;strong&gt;I&lt;/strong&gt; talk about myself, and what's going on with my life, people just go "oh..." Then they just talk about themselves again... I'm sorry, I LOVE listening to people talk about how they feel, but sometimes I get downright pissed off when it seems like they don't care about how I feel. It seriously makes me feel unimportant, and I feel like I have to try extra hard just to speak my mind and grab someone's attention. Or is it that I'm just really that boring? Hmmm whatever... &lt;br /&gt; And btw, this doesn't apply to everyone... I'm just letting out some of the hot air in my head and letting people know why I answer "nothing much" when I am asked "what's up". And I'm sorry if I sound like a selfish complaining brat right now, but this really is the only place I can actually talk about myself without anyone interrupting me... I'm just not used to people really caring. (maybe nobody even read this... ;p)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-takes in deep breath... and lets it out-&lt;/em&gt;so anyways, a list of question's that run through my mind... unanswered:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Why are guys interested in boobs... and this is a serious question... I get sick of hearing guys go "dude, have you seen [girl]'s rack/t!ts/chest/other names??&lt;br /&gt; Okay.. well it kinda made me laugh a bit, seriously!!! Why do guys talk about that? It's really just fat in front of a girl's chest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- What's that fuzzy stuff on the sides of the escalator... i always thought of them as shoe dusters or something...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Who created the idea of Cheetos fries?? I LOVE YOU!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Why are many rap songs nowadays just about girls shaking their butts? though some are quite catchy... just alot of them are really... ech ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Where do all the lost socks go?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Does your butt turn purple like your finger if it looses circulation?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- How do these new slang word start?? Like from one person, then like 20 million people say it no so long after?!? I could say &lt;em&gt;carseat&lt;/em&gt; one day, and say it means cool. Then everyone will start saying it... &lt;br /&gt;"Oh my gosh! The movie was so carseat!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- To whoever first laughed in the world... how did they feel? Like were they freaking out cause they didnt know what was happening to them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- If you succeeded in failing, which have you done? This question was asked from somewhere, and its pretty funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmmmmmmmmm... yes... that was quite boring... and odd, but hey, it's a post ;p&lt;br /&gt;goonight lovely people of Blogginton&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=] Rachel&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7449583831225395287-6331575338577974624?l=smellslikerachel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smellslikerachel.blogspot.com/feeds/6331575338577974624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7449583831225395287&amp;postID=6331575338577974624' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7449583831225395287/posts/default/6331575338577974624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7449583831225395287/posts/default/6331575338577974624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smellslikerachel.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-dont-know-why-you-say-goodbye-i-say.html' title='I don&apos;t know why you say Goodbye I say Hello...'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10341958202551566086</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i75.photobucket.com/albums/i296/danradz4rachel/Gangsters-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7449583831225395287.post-3620711140884947370</id><published>2008-05-05T16:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-05T16:56:09.765-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh my shizzle!!!</title><content type='html'>Haha well first I'll do the writing part and talk about my weekend... then later on to the OMS part..&lt;br /&gt;Friday was normal...&lt;br /&gt;     On Saturday, I went to San Diego as usual, but this time my dad took us to the navy base to watch this airplane show.. well it might not sound so interesting at first, but the planes had to all this hard stuff.. One would come out, then zoom into the obstacle course, then maneuver around these giant cones placed on the water, and they were doing all these sick flips and gah it was awesome!! I wanted to take a video, but the planes were too fast, so there wasn't really any point. &lt;br /&gt;     On Sunday, I went back home, and then my mom took Mantha, Mariel, and I to the mall, and we picked up my friend Sonya on the way. We went shopping for a bit, got tickets to Iron Man, then went shopping and ate dippin dots.. When the movie was going to start, we got there five minutes before, and to our suprise, the house was full!! there were NO seats that were open for 3 people to sit together, the only open seats were scattered, but we wanted to sit together, so we went in the movie house, looking for seats that werent there... gosh we looked so dumb... lol&lt;br /&gt; Well then since we couldn't get seats there, we exchanged the tickets to Forbidden Kingdom, not our first choice, but we heard it was pretty good. When we first got in, it looked like all the seats were taken again so we got all 0.0, but there were some in the front so we sat there... Its really hard to see from the front because it's so close, but I got used to it and just enjoyed the movie.. it was really cool, and somewhat funny!! haha &lt;br /&gt; Then after the movie, we went home, Mariel got dropped of to her mom's, and Sonya, Mantha and I were home. First we played Tony Hawk, but then it got boring, so we kinda watched My Scene goes to Hollywood(yes those barbie dolls!!) and that got boring so we ate dinner which was salmon (yummm.. lol) and rice I guess.. hehe&lt;br /&gt;Then Sonya showed me some J-rock videos which I am now addicted to and I showed her some things from the book series/movie, Twilight. (OH YEAH!!! WE ALSO MADE COOKIES!!! LOL) Sooo yeah.. that brings up the 'oh my shizzle'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well first is this video, it's a dude called Miyavi, and he is AWESOME at the guitar... just here LOOK!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/YMsq9qH-4xs&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/YMsq9qH-4xs&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And next is the Twilight teaser trailer that I was waiting for FOREVER, well yeah it's short because as I said, it was just the teaser trailer:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/hYhTn0U2jYU&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/hYhTn0U2jYU&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah.. that was kinda my weekend, without some of the smaller details, cause Im too tired to type.. hehh, and once again.. NEXT TIME CHRIS!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;;] Rachel&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7449583831225395287-3620711140884947370?l=smellslikerachel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smellslikerachel.blogspot.com/feeds/3620711140884947370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7449583831225395287&amp;postID=3620711140884947370' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7449583831225395287/posts/default/3620711140884947370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7449583831225395287/posts/default/3620711140884947370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smellslikerachel.blogspot.com/2008/05/oh-my-shizzle.html' title='Oh my shizzle!!!'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10341958202551566086</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i75.photobucket.com/albums/i296/danradz4rachel/Gangsters-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7449583831225395287.post-6147266330060996121</id><published>2008-04-24T21:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-24T21:52:33.587-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Random list of things about me that you don't really have to know.. ;p</title><content type='html'>haha okay, there's nothing really awesome to post cause my life isn't as productive as some people here (sad I know..) and yeah like the only thing is dance, but you know.. nothing really interesting going on there, just me learning hiphop (which I still consider myself bad at) it feels like everyone else in that class is in their own worlds, and they don't want to talk to others, so I just talk to my friends in there.. meh.. so anyways, on to the list or random stuff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random stuff about Rachel (in no particular order):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I brush my teeth very messily and the toothpaste ends up everywhere around my lower face&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I constantly lick my lips (just a habit)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I cry while singing anything slowly, even if it's a happy song like that Barney "I love you" song ;p (this happens to Mariel too..lol)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I spend about 5 mins in the mirror, just making funny faces when Im bored (it happens alot)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Mariel and I came up with this language.. and we don't understand eachother when we speak it &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Sometimes when I'm walking down some stairs, I forget how to... like I seriously forget it and I get all scared and start walking slow until I remember how&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I walk "emo" lol. My head is usually down, looking at the floor, but I don't notice until my friends ask me whats wrong, cause I look sad and stuff.. idk I'm not sad though &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- My iPod is SOOO mixed up with lots of different music, that EVERY single person that's borrowed my iPod has went "eww you like that" to some genre and then said "oooh I love this" to another..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- According to Mariel, I smell my armpits?? lol idk.. another weird habit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Deep inside, I find washing the dishes calming&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I don't like actually re-reading books... there's no suprise anymore &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I ordered Harry's wand from the HP merchandise thing.. cause I was a TAD bit obsessed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I lost the friggin HP wand for a year, until Marimar found it somewhere.. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- TAE is one of my favorite words&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Whenever I shower, I put shampoo on my hands and start imagining its saliva or something...  (very lame.. hehe)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I broke my nose once.. wasn't a pretty thing to look at.. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I used to be OBSESSED with aliens and stuff, so I bought those weird magazines and stuff, thinking they would invade the earth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I used to want to marry Vegeta from DragonBall Z &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I think this list is boring you, so THE END!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;anything random about anyone else?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=P Rachel&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7449583831225395287-6147266330060996121?l=smellslikerachel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smellslikerachel.blogspot.com/feeds/6147266330060996121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7449583831225395287&amp;postID=6147266330060996121' title='33 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7449583831225395287/posts/default/6147266330060996121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7449583831225395287/posts/default/6147266330060996121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smellslikerachel.blogspot.com/2008/04/random-list-of-things-about-me-that-you.html' title='Random list of things about me that you don&apos;t really have to know.. ;p'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10341958202551566086</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i75.photobucket.com/albums/i296/danradz4rachel/Gangsters-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>33</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7449583831225395287.post-7478584244867308984</id><published>2008-04-14T15:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-14T17:40:38.367-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Winner Winner chicken dinner!!!</title><content type='html'>Well I'll divide this post to three parts since the topics don't really have anything to do with eachother.. haha&lt;br /&gt;so the first one and the least interesting is my Spring Break:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; The whole week last week consisted me of either doing nothing but chatting with people, occassionally picking up the guitar, and I'm trying to learn a song on the piano.. which I don't play, but it's too cool to pass up... Then Thursday my friend came over and we watched Sweeney Todd (the bloodiest movie I've watched in a long time). Haha, then I went to the mall on Saturday.. but barely did anything because things came up and Mantha and I got picked up 30 minutes later -_-... The next day though, my mom felt bad so she brought us back to the Santa Anita mall to watch 21.. (which was totally good btw, and where i got the "WINNER WINNER" quote) and when it was finished, the stores were closing, so then I didn't get to buy anything again!! Oh well...Now school's back and it's not fun, but I hold up =P just 10 more weeks to go till Sophomore year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next is another question I have.. like my other post before, I have this one question for guys..&lt;br /&gt; Is it true that you actually do like it when any girl just randomly goes up to you and talks? Like even if you don't know her, or maybe you do... but do you like it? I  read that guys think it's pretty cool and even talk about at the end of the day when a girl just randomly says something to them, because guys are shyer than we think (that suprised me.. heh). So yes, I'd like to know ;p&lt;br /&gt;just curious...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay another topic is this thing I found on a site...&lt;br /&gt;it's this thing where you see how guysih or girly you are... but it's all in good fun :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOUR BOY SIDE: &lt;br /&gt;[X] you love hoodies &lt;br /&gt;[X] you love jeans &lt;br /&gt;[X] dogs are better then cats &lt;br /&gt;[] its hilarious when people get hurt &lt;br /&gt;[X] you've played with/against boys on a team &lt;br /&gt;[X] shopping is torture &lt;br /&gt;[] sad movies suck &lt;br /&gt;[] you own an XBOX,, &lt;br /&gt;[X] you played with Hot Wheels as a little kid &lt;br /&gt;[X] at some point in life you wanted to be a firefighter &lt;br /&gt;[X] you own a DS, PS2 or Sega &lt;br /&gt;[X] you used to be obessed with Power Rangers &lt;br /&gt;[X] you watch sports on TV &lt;br /&gt;[] you like gory movies &lt;br /&gt;[] you go to your dad for advice &lt;br /&gt;[] you own like a trillion baseball hats &lt;br /&gt;[] you used to/do collect football collecter cards &lt;br /&gt;[X] baggy sweatpants are cool to wear &lt;br /&gt;[X] its kind of weird to have sleepovers with a bunch of people &lt;br /&gt;[X] black, red, or silver are one of your favorite colors &lt;br /&gt;[X] you love to go crazy and not care what other people think &lt;br /&gt;[.5] sports are fun &lt;br /&gt;[X]you talk with food in your mouth &lt;br /&gt;[] you sleep at night with your socks on &lt;br /&gt;[X] you have fished at least once &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TOTAL= 16.5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---YOUR GIRL SIDE &lt;br /&gt;[] you love to shop &lt;br /&gt;[.5] you wear eyeliner &lt;br /&gt;[] you wear the color pink &lt;br /&gt;[] you go to your mom for advice or used to &lt;br /&gt;[] you consider cheerleading a sport &lt;br /&gt;[] you hate wearing the color black &lt;br /&gt;[X] you like going to the mall &lt;br /&gt;[] you like getting manicures and/or pedicures &lt;br /&gt;[] you like wearing jewelry &lt;br /&gt;[X] you cried watching The Notebook... &lt;br /&gt;[] skirts are a big part of your wardrobe &lt;br /&gt;[] shopping is one of your favorite hobbies &lt;br /&gt;[] you dont like the movie Star Wars &lt;br /&gt;[X] you are/were in gymnastics &lt;br /&gt;[] it takes you around one hour to shower get dressed and make up &lt;br /&gt;[X] you smile a lot more than you should &lt;br /&gt;[] you have more than 10 pairs of shoes &lt;br /&gt;[] you care about what you look like &lt;br /&gt;[] you like wearing dresses when you can &lt;br /&gt;[] you like wearing body spray/purfume &lt;br /&gt;[] you like high heel shoes &lt;br /&gt;[X] you used to play with dolls as a kid &lt;br /&gt;[X] you like putting makeup on others &lt;br /&gt;[X] you like being the star of almost everything &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TOTAL= 7.5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha am I meant to be a guy?!?!? waaaaaaah lol joke joke&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uh..... I have this other thing.. well it's more of an idea I'm thinking of. I'll talk about it next post though ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=] Rachel&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7449583831225395287-7478584244867308984?l=smellslikerachel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smellslikerachel.blogspot.com/feeds/7478584244867308984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7449583831225395287&amp;postID=7478584244867308984' title='32 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7449583831225395287/posts/default/7478584244867308984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7449583831225395287/posts/default/7478584244867308984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smellslikerachel.blogspot.com/2008/04/well-ill-divide-this-post-to-three.html' title='Winner Winner chicken dinner!!!'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10341958202551566086</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i75.photobucket.com/albums/i296/danradz4rachel/Gangsters-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>32</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7449583831225395287.post-6449781787391424140</id><published>2008-04-06T14:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-06T15:04:50.607-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ello to all lovely people!!</title><content type='html'>Right now, I'm like extremely bored and sitting here.. in San Diego(haha Im the nearest to Ben.. suckers!!jkjk)&lt;br /&gt; Anyways... this week I made a baby!! I dunno it's name yet though.. well actually I made two babies... a boy and a girl. And before people start thinking wrong, it was for Biology. We did this thing where we wrote down certain genes for certain traits, like eye color and if you have dimples or not, and we put those genes in a little easter egg (which represents the actual reproductive egg of a female) and the guys did the same and put their genes in their easter egg, but they were smaller. Then, we were to trade with someone of the opposite gender, and so I did, and my baby's physical traits now are:&lt;br /&gt;-Olive skin&lt;br /&gt;-No Acne!!! (great genes ;p)&lt;br /&gt;-Brown hair and eyes&lt;br /&gt;-And cleft chin (some people call it butt-chin.. lol)&lt;br /&gt; Well yeah.. I wanted it to have dimples though cause I have them.. but I guess not;p.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And lol last week for April fools, Mantha(my little sis) got me pretty good!! I was watching tv in the living room and everything was all normal, but then the tv suddenly turned off. I just shook it off, and thought there was just something wrong with the cable or whatever, and I turned it on again with the remote that I knew was right in front of me. Then I went back to watching the 'Saved by the Bell' movie (which was corny, but kinda funny btw), and guess what.. the fricken tv turns off again!! Well it was night and I get scared easily, so I curled up in a ball and I kept looking behind me to see if there was some kind of ghost and I whisper "omg... wow.." because I actually thought it was an encounter with a ghost. And when I turned the tv on again, I heard a laugh behind me. It startled me so much at first but I knew who it was... It was Mantha!!! And she was holding the remote to the other tv in my room (all the tvs in my house have the same remotes), so then I knew that she was the one doing all of that "ghostly" stuff. I cracked up so much because I thought I finally got in contact with a ghost.. haha Im such a tae.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahaha so yes... This week for me is finally Spring Break!! I really don't know what I'm gonna do for it though.. I might sleep over a friends house one night.. but thats just one night!! She may be busy the rest of the week so thats why.. ARRGH. stinking people who have something to do with thier lives!! lol. I might catch a movie with a friend.. depending on his busyness, and yeah.. so hit me up if you have nothing to do either.. which I highly doubt... i'll ttyall laterz.. I gotta finish up Across the Universe!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=] Rachel&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7449583831225395287-6449781787391424140?l=smellslikerachel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smellslikerachel.blogspot.com/feeds/6449781787391424140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7449583831225395287&amp;postID=6449781787391424140' title='18 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7449583831225395287/posts/default/6449781787391424140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7449583831225395287/posts/default/6449781787391424140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smellslikerachel.blogspot.com/2008/04/ello-to-all-lovely-people.html' title='Ello to all lovely people!!'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10341958202551566086</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i75.photobucket.com/albums/i296/danradz4rachel/Gangsters-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>18</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7449583831225395287.post-8733219264425398320</id><published>2008-03-25T22:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-25T22:44:53.837-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter viddy.. and some random questions for the dudes...</title><content type='html'>So first, I'll give a really quick rundown of my mini-vaca to Palm Springs...&lt;br /&gt;Fri- left to Palm Springs and toured around the place for a bit.. (really hot)&lt;br /&gt;Sat- Swam in the morning.. where I saw this guy who looked exaclty like Chris but he didn't have the right hair color (hehe) then we went with my aunt who lives there and she brought us to watch "Horton hears a Who". Then we went to her place and waited for an hour or so till church.. We watched half of Across the Universe and OMG it was really good... I wanna buy it now!&lt;br /&gt; Well then church started.. and after mass we went out to the field where my aunt said that there was this easter egg hunt! It wasn't exaclty an easter egg hunt thouhg.. not much of a hunt either.. lol so yeah... here the vid so I don't have to explain what it looked like:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/IF33PeX3h-4&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/IF33PeX3h-4&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah... and now we have this really big stock of candy and chocolates.. I smell pimples!!! hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uhmmm Sunday was.. eh... I forgot!! lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday wasschool (woooow suprising eh??)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was normal too.. we just had a test on the book Im reading "To Kill a Mockingbird" which was pretty easy.. (thats what I always say yet I end up getting a low B... oh well... this time I'm sure I did fairly well.. :p&lt;br /&gt;then dance.... I cant dance well but eyy.. there's chances for getting better!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;ooh! and the questions..&lt;br /&gt;so I was walking home today and there were these guys behind me talking about stuff... I honeslty tried to walk faster than them but they were going the same pace.. and I didnt wallk to walk slower. ANYWHOO... they were talking about what girls like in guys.. like how if this girls is a certain race then shes gonna like a certain race.. and how "all" girls think it's "hott" when guys have facial hair... &lt;br /&gt;   Okay first of all, who told you that stuff?!?!?!? argh.. this made me realize how much guys don't get girls... and how girls might not understand guys too much either. And so here i came up with TONS of questions... only a few were picked though:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- What do guys think girls like to see in guys?&lt;br /&gt;- What do guys generally think is fascinating for a girl?&lt;br /&gt;- Do you tend to go for the same race as yours?&lt;br /&gt;- If a guy looks at a girl.. ALOT, does it mean he's facinated by her or he thinks she's some freakshow?? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Lol well some questions were quite.. odd... but its what I want to know.. Anyone can post thier questions here too.. seeing as there are about the same number of each gender here.. IDK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=[] Rachel&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7449583831225395287-8733219264425398320?l=smellslikerachel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smellslikerachel.blogspot.com/feeds/8733219264425398320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7449583831225395287&amp;postID=8733219264425398320' title='45 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7449583831225395287/posts/default/8733219264425398320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7449583831225395287/posts/default/8733219264425398320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smellslikerachel.blogspot.com/2008/03/easter-viddy-and-some-random-questions.html' title='Easter viddy.. and some random questions for the dudes...'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10341958202551566086</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i75.photobucket.com/albums/i296/danradz4rachel/Gangsters-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>45</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7449583831225395287.post-8923550752121213954</id><published>2008-03-19T16:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-19T16:26:38.629-07:00</updated><title type='text'>O negative!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s23.photobucket.com/albums/b354/xxMissLindsxx/?action=view&amp;current=blood3.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b354/xxMissLindsxx/blood3.jpg" border="0" alt="finger prick"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(not me in the pic... btw)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO today for Bio we got to get our blood checked to see what our blood types are... and it's O negative!! Well it's not that exciting cause I wanted to get the rarest blood type which is AB negative.. but no.. gah!!&lt;br /&gt; It's funny though cause I was freaking out about the prick that we had to get to get the blood out and it was this tiny needle! ;p&lt;br /&gt;Two things I found out about myself today:&lt;br /&gt;-my blood type is O negative&lt;br /&gt;-I'd be more relaxed having a real injection than a tiny prick of the finger..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I actually had to get punctured twice since the first time I didnt bleed it out that much.. (please refrain from singing) lol&lt;br /&gt;yeoooooouucccccccccccchhhhhh!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=] Rachel&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7449583831225395287-8923550752121213954?l=smellslikerachel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smellslikerachel.blogspot.com/feeds/8923550752121213954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7449583831225395287&amp;postID=8923550752121213954' title='25 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7449583831225395287/posts/default/8923550752121213954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7449583831225395287/posts/default/8923550752121213954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smellslikerachel.blogspot.com/2008/03/o-negative.html' title='O negative!'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10341958202551566086</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i75.photobucket.com/albums/i296/danradz4rachel/Gangsters-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>25</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7449583831225395287.post-8134783499523006937</id><published>2008-03-08T15:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-08T16:06:53.198-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Sadie Hawkins dance, in HIS khaki pants there's nothing better...</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;OH OH OH!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;soooo, the title isn't really relevant to what I have to say.. just kinda heh..&lt;br /&gt;Well yeah the Sadie Hawkins Dance is coming soon to my school but I don't wanna go.. lol the title is up there just to catch people's attention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Okay, so back from randomness.. I'll finally have something o do that won't make me any fatter... clue what it is??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZxUTTUZWuag"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZxUTTUZWuag" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Yep, I signed up for Jayvee dance class with my friends!! yay! I know I won't be nearly as good as the Jabbawockeez (the awesomee dancers in the vid) but I'll work at it and be as close as I can get. The laziness ship will soon sail and so will my fat... heh. One of the cool things about it I read, was at the end of the year they do this show thing and I wanna do it sooooo bad.. even if I suck now, I know I can do it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Im excited now... okay gonna go look for music and stuff.. ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=] Rachel&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7449583831225395287-8134783499523006937?l=smellslikerachel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smellslikerachel.blogspot.com/feeds/8134783499523006937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7449583831225395287&amp;postID=8134783499523006937' title='44 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7449583831225395287/posts/default/8134783499523006937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7449583831225395287/posts/default/8134783499523006937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smellslikerachel.blogspot.com/2008/03/sadie-hawkins-dance-in-his-khaki-pants.html' title='The Sadie Hawkins dance, in HIS khaki pants there&apos;s nothing better...'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10341958202551566086</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i75.photobucket.com/albums/i296/danradz4rachel/Gangsters-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>44</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7449583831225395287.post-2674136426679868192</id><published>2008-03-04T16:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-04T17:26:01.475-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The strangest thing happened today...</title><content type='html'>Okay, so it kinda started this morning, I woke up at the same time I usually do in a school day and everything was fine. My mom was like rushing but that's like every moringing so I thought it was normal and yeah we bustled through the door and when we were all in the car, my mom remembered that my little sister "Mantha" had to turn her homework in and Mantha forgot her homework in the house so my mom ran in there and she looked at the clock and was all "oh my gosh, I'm doing everything! Can you at least help?" &lt;br /&gt; Well being on my "girl thing"this week and also having a hot head, "what it's not my fault! Why are you blaming me?!?!?!? Oh my gosh!"&lt;br /&gt;    You can guess what happened next, it was some screamfest in the car... then when she pulled up at my school to drop me off, she gave my my lunch money and I took it like how people in soap operas take stuff when they're mad. And she said something, but I told her "whatever" and slammed the door before shoving the money she gave me into my pocket. I was talking in my head going "why did I take this money from you? psh... I don't need it.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; First period was alright, I just had a math test, thats when I cooled down a bit and I noticed that my money was gone.. I felt through all my pockets and everything even in my bag incase I put it in there without knowing... I got mad because that meant I wasnt going to eat lunch.... I kept feeling and digging into my pockets to look for it, nothing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; So yeah the weird part.. after 2nd period P.E. I got dressed and waited for my friends outside, but while everyone came out of their class, I just stayed quiet to think.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;em&gt;Was it really relevant to have screamed at my mom this morning, was it actually partly my fault that my sister forgot her homework, judging by the fact that she is only seven, and shouldn't I have been greatful that my mom gave me lunch money even if she was mad at me? I thought of this and I reminded myself that the reason she gave me the money even if she was mad, was because she loves me. As mushy and as uncomfortable it is for me to type that, it's true..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt; All of a sudden I felt lighter and better and I thanked God for giving me a mother like her... I had my hands close to my pockets so that I can feel the surface of it, and I felt something in my pocket... And as if by some kind of magic.. or miracle even, I put my hand in my pocket and took out the money my mom gave me in the morning, as if it had been there the whole time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Of course I find what happened weird(it's not everyday that something pops up in my pocket), but I think it was some kind of sign from God telling me that my mom loves me no matter what, and I should understand that... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Rachel&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7449583831225395287-2674136426679868192?l=smellslikerachel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smellslikerachel.blogspot.com/feeds/2674136426679868192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7449583831225395287&amp;postID=2674136426679868192' title='21 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7449583831225395287/posts/default/2674136426679868192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7449583831225395287/posts/default/2674136426679868192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smellslikerachel.blogspot.com/2008/03/strangest-thing-happened-today.html' title='The strangest thing happened today...'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10341958202551566086</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i75.photobucket.com/albums/i296/danradz4rachel/Gangsters-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>21</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7449583831225395287.post-3608264283013921520</id><published>2008-03-02T12:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-02T12:26:34.530-08:00</updated><title type='text'>And you thought I was a weird Filipino...</title><content type='html'>just wow.... they must have nothing to do there...&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/yYp2Aloz-uE"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/yYp2Aloz-uE" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yes... STILL haven't told "him" since there is not really any chance to even talk.. but oh well, I'll keep youz updated on that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now though, I'm just sitting here thinking of what to do with my science project... I might add that it's due tomorrow.. So obviously I'm a really bad procrastinator... especially due to the fact that I was given this project 5 months ago. Dont fret though... I've got this under control.... well not really, but it's all good. mostly............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; oh wells, that's all. Well okay, good day people. Hope you dont have this procrastinating problem too, but hey, what's a teenage girl to do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=] Rachel&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7449583831225395287-3608264283013921520?l=smellslikerachel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smellslikerachel.blogspot.com/feeds/3608264283013921520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7449583831225395287&amp;postID=3608264283013921520' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7449583831225395287/posts/default/3608264283013921520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7449583831225395287/posts/default/3608264283013921520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smellslikerachel.blogspot.com/2008/03/and-you-thought-i-was-weird-filipino.html' title='And you thought I was a weird Filipino...'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10341958202551566086</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i75.photobucket.com/albums/i296/danradz4rachel/Gangsters-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7449583831225395287.post-915743828136474768</id><published>2008-02-23T19:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-23T19:34:09.747-08:00</updated><title type='text'>So you kinda like this person...</title><content type='html'>what do you do?&lt;br /&gt;generally two choices:&lt;br /&gt;1- Tell the person how you feel, with the possibility of not being liked back, but with the relief of getting it out.&lt;br /&gt;2- Don't tell the person, never find out how they feel, don't get rejected, someone else comes into the picture, and its too late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; From the choices 1 and 2, doesn't number 1 seem better??? Then why is it so hard to do? I've been thinking about this lately. I mean, what have you got to lose if you tell that person? If they DONT like you back then you'll get over it right? You'll have time to move on and be glad you didn't spend this LONG time liking this person and then finding out years later that they never liked you in that way.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; I'm confused though and I'm totally contradicting myself with what I just said, so here is my &lt;em&gt;negative&lt;/em&gt; self talking. If you do tell them and they don't like you back, your confidence will decrease whether you say you care or not, it will. And you will feel bad... You may not want to try again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Haha now that I look at it, it's almost like the devil and the angel on my shoulders. Both of them saying the exact opposite of eachother, but only one of them will be chosen by you... What would you? Risking a friendship(for better or worse), or just stay the same...no change, no nothing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:-/ Rachel&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7449583831225395287-915743828136474768?l=smellslikerachel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smellslikerachel.blogspot.com/feeds/915743828136474768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7449583831225395287&amp;postID=915743828136474768' title='39 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7449583831225395287/posts/default/915743828136474768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7449583831225395287/posts/default/915743828136474768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smellslikerachel.blogspot.com/2008/02/so-you-kinda-like-this-person.html' title='So you kinda like this person...'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10341958202551566086</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i75.photobucket.com/albums/i296/danradz4rachel/Gangsters-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>39</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7449583831225395287.post-2741573727168811022</id><published>2008-02-23T12:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-23T12:56:25.586-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Somethings been itching in the back of my mind these past few days...</title><content type='html'>... it's FACEBOOK! &lt;br /&gt;it seems to me that quite a few people I know have one and it's been bugging me because I don't have one.. even if it ISNT my thing...&lt;br /&gt; So, should I get one? &lt;br /&gt;It looks okay from what I've seen, like all the things you could send people and stuff. it looks fun hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; hmmm you know what? I'll prolly get one... &lt;br /&gt;mainly out of boredom, but lets see if facebook actually does interest me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is it hot over there? by the way? it was BURNING in the car on my way here to San Diego... not cool... literally ;p&lt;br /&gt;bad joke &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=] Rachel&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7449583831225395287-2741573727168811022?l=smellslikerachel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smellslikerachel.blogspot.com/feeds/2741573727168811022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7449583831225395287&amp;postID=2741573727168811022' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7449583831225395287/posts/default/2741573727168811022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7449583831225395287/posts/default/2741573727168811022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smellslikerachel.blogspot.com/2008/02/somethings-been-itching-in-back-of-my.html' title='Somethings been itching in the back of my mind these past few days...'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10341958202551566086</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i75.photobucket.com/albums/i296/danradz4rachel/Gangsters-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7449583831225395287.post-1420257022622527870</id><published>2008-02-18T20:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-18T21:20:06.225-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Squeak!!!</title><content type='html'>Hi people, this weekend was pretty fun overall and the chinchillas made it soo much furrier! Saturday I had a great time at Six Flags and rode things I cried on.. hehe&lt;br /&gt;but on to the furry part...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a few pics of them and a video which FINALLY uploaded:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miichi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s75.photobucket.com/albums/i296/danradz4rachel/?action=view&amp;current=100_0337.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i75.photobucket.com/albums/i296/danradz4rachel/100_0337.jpg" border="0" alt="Chinn-miichi1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miichi again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s75.photobucket.com/albums/i296/danradz4rachel/?action=view&amp;current=100_0342.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i75.photobucket.com/albums/i296/danradz4rachel/100_0342.jpg" border="0" alt="Chinn-miichi2"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Snow White (not official name)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s75.photobucket.com/albums/i296/danradz4rachel/?action=view&amp;current=100_0338.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i75.photobucket.com/albums/i296/danradz4rachel/100_0338.jpg" border="0" alt="snow1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another Snowy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s75.photobucket.com/albums/i296/danradz4rachel/?action=view&amp;current=100_0341.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i75.photobucket.com/albums/i296/danradz4rachel/100_0341.jpg" border="0" alt="snow2"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/HtU8RaLQA0c&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/HtU8RaLQA0c&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Got Miichi Friday and Snow on Saturday. They're still a little scared of people touching them, but I see progress each day. Still extremely cute! ;p &lt;br /&gt;For Snow White, this one doesn't have an official name so any suggestions? its a girl... I was thinking of naming it Hedwig after Harry Potter's owl, but I dunno..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay people, I'm out.. goodnight and goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Rachel&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7449583831225395287-1420257022622527870?l=smellslikerachel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smellslikerachel.blogspot.com/feeds/1420257022622527870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7449583831225395287&amp;postID=1420257022622527870' title='20 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7449583831225395287/posts/default/1420257022622527870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7449583831225395287/posts/default/1420257022622527870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smellslikerachel.blogspot.com/2008/02/squeak.html' title='Squeak!!!'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10341958202551566086</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i75.photobucket.com/albums/i296/danradz4rachel/Gangsters-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>20</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7449583831225395287.post-3041637825187482311</id><published>2008-02-10T21:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-10T22:34:07.345-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sam's calls always make me laugh...</title><content type='html'>So today I was really sad for no reason again for like two hours, while my mom continuously sang in the new Magic Mic which all Filipino's are kinda "supposed" to have(hehe). Yeah. Sorry to Mariel for having to deal with my strange mood swings. Anyways, I was in the room, about to cry for no reason, then Sam called. Ahaha and she was all happy and jumpy, which made me happy too. (gosh Sam, you were all hyper on the phone!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Anthoer thing that happened today, my stepdad took an interest in chinchillas, so a few minutes after I talked to Sam on the phone, my stepdad asked if we wanted to come with him to Petco where they sold chinchillas. We agreed, and let me say that was a GREAT choice we chose to go. Yeah, we were at the Petco all the way on Duarte street over there, and we checked out the chinchillas. and they were SOOOOO cute! They look like little balls of fluff with eyes and feet.. here:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s40.photobucket.com/albums/e210/chiquitaaguayo/?action=view&amp;current=chinchilla.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i40.photobucket.com/albums/e210/chiquitaaguayo/chinchilla.jpg" border="0" alt="chinchilla"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; The ones we saw were babies and about the size of your fists stuck together.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, and it turns out that we'll get one on Friday!! yipee. what to name it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another really cool thing that happened today was after we went to the Petco, we went all the way to this one other Petco to check if they got anymore different colors of chinchillas, but before that, we saw a Toys R Us right next to it, and like randomly my stepdad mentioned something of the Wii and Mariel and I were "unsuspiciously" talking about how cool it was. So he said.. why don't we get one today? &lt;br /&gt; I didn't think there would be any Wii's left in Toy's R Us because they always seem to be out of stock. Well whaddya know?? We ask the lady of there were any Wiis in stock, expecting a "no", but WOW. She was all "actually," then she reached under a shelf, "we have one more in stock." Mariel and I kinda freaked because we seriously expected at least a "no, they'll be in stick in a few weeks" but no. We got it!&lt;br /&gt; As you might expect, some of my day was spent playing the games on the Wii, which I will probably not master at all since I suck at any sport, even in video games apparently. hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Yeah that was all in one day. This week I got a chinchilla, a Wii, and a magic mic!! ahaha. and in a few days it's my birthday, so hopefully all the happiness will go on throughout the whole week at least.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; OO and a random fact that I will do in the end of every post I'll make,&lt;br /&gt;I just found out today that there's this sound that only people under 23 can hear. I didn't believe it until I tested it on my mom and she got mad at me asking if I was joking with her because she didn't hear anything. Here, test it on your rents. It's a high pitched sound, that's called mosquito:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://graphics.nytimes.com/packages/audio/nyregion/20060610_RINGTONE.mp3"&gt;http://graphics.nytimes.com/packages/audio/nyregion/20060610_RINGTONE.mp3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okey dokey artichokey. I'ma go o sleep now (or try to because my mom's on the magic mic singing loud..ARRGGGHH ahha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mwah and goodbye fer now,&lt;br /&gt;Rachel&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7449583831225395287-3041637825187482311?l=smellslikerachel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smellslikerachel.blogspot.com/feeds/3041637825187482311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7449583831225395287&amp;postID=3041637825187482311' title='33 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7449583831225395287/posts/default/3041637825187482311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7449583831225395287/posts/default/3041637825187482311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smellslikerachel.blogspot.com/2008/02/sams-calls-always-make-me-laugh.html' title='Sam&apos;s calls always make me laugh...'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10341958202551566086</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i75.photobucket.com/albums/i296/danradz4rachel/Gangsters-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>33</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7449583831225395287.post-6238955537147433129</id><published>2008-02-07T21:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-07T22:03:37.784-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I have officially diagnosed myself as BIPOLAR!!!</title><content type='html'>OMG, I just read my last blog post, and I call myself crazy for ever thinking like that!&lt;br /&gt; Seriously, I read it and I was all "wow... this girl's got some issues" lol. Well, yeah, I just never had that feeling before that I was mad at people for no reason, so it was new. And I hope that that doesn't happen again... cause it sucks...badly. &lt;br /&gt; Hmmm. what else, well next week is my birthday, so I'm definitely looking forward to that. Yay, turing fifteen, which means one more year till turning 16, which means I'm old! &lt;br /&gt; So yeah, I just can't sleep right now because I'm scared a bit.. I was just reading all these scary stories on the net, and now I'm a bit paraniod. hehe. There were all these stories on the IMDB "The Blair Witch Project" boards, and now I feel like watching it. Even though I do think almost every single thing in the world is scary. no really. yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; This post goes everywhere, not organized to one topic, but then, organized isn't how I roll, I like the messy look. hehe&lt;br /&gt; see how 4/5 of this post isn't even about the title? whatever, okay, just posting the most random pointless post on the boards to just make a new one... for no reason... random.. read, ocmment and breathe randomly..&lt;br /&gt;okay, I think I'm done, wow that was a waste of a minute of your life if you read this. shame shame... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Rachel&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7449583831225395287-6238955537147433129?l=smellslikerachel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smellslikerachel.blogspot.com/feeds/6238955537147433129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7449583831225395287&amp;postID=6238955537147433129' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7449583831225395287/posts/default/6238955537147433129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7449583831225395287/posts/default/6238955537147433129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smellslikerachel.blogspot.com/2008/02/i-have-officially-diagnosed-myself-as.html' title='I have officially diagnosed myself as BIPOLAR!!!'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10341958202551566086</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i75.photobucket.com/albums/i296/danradz4rachel/Gangsters-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7449583831225395287.post-7060119740069301343</id><published>2008-02-04T21:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-04T22:00:24.919-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ARRRGGGGHHH...</title><content type='html'>Woah... (there goes another one of my woahs Gabriella, hehe)&lt;br /&gt; These past few days have been loads of crap, wrapped into balls of bad luck, eaten by the Cloverfield monster, and regurgitated out again... bleh&lt;br /&gt; I've been spontaneously yelling at the people I love and I'm feeling really bad. It's like everythig that's just annoying a little bit, gets 10x more annoying. I'm pretty tolerant, but the things that I normally don't mind, end up being scarily glared at (at the least). Gosh, I haven't felt this angry for no reason in my life. &lt;br /&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;The things happened that ususally don't happen when I'm myself:&lt;br /&gt;-screaming at my little sister... for not giving me the lotion correctly.&lt;br /&gt;-screaming at my mom... for calmly saying something about my laptop&lt;br /&gt;-glaring at the girls in PE when they laugh if they miss the goal in soccer&lt;br /&gt;-not laughing when i got myself hit by the ball twice...&lt;br /&gt;-acting like an "i-don't-care-about-anybody" dookie face&lt;br /&gt;-looking like a total mess even more than I usually do&lt;br /&gt;-i haven't truly smiled for a while&lt;br /&gt;-feeling totally emo&lt;br /&gt;-crying cause "someone" forgot to call me.. no worries, i was overreacting.. that one kinda made me laugh. bleh &lt;br /&gt;-crying again for no reason in the morning when I woke up.. blehh&lt;br /&gt;-yelling at the radio for not playing the right song. (I think that is the weirdest one...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Yeah, nothing interesting about this post, just putting it out, otherwise I might as well explode.. make me laugh someone please? this "emoness" should probably go on for a few days, a I don't think I'll last that long without actaully smiling.. the problem is that nothing has really made me smile. Not even the "happy" song on my profile by Bob Marley. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or a hug at least? Idk whatever.. ( there I go with the stupid emoness again... UGH)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Thanks...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7449583831225395287-7060119740069301343?l=smellslikerachel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smellslikerachel.blogspot.com/feeds/7060119740069301343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7449583831225395287&amp;postID=7060119740069301343' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7449583831225395287/posts/default/7060119740069301343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7449583831225395287/posts/default/7060119740069301343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smellslikerachel.blogspot.com/2008/02/arrrgggghhh.html' title='ARRRGGGGHHH...'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10341958202551566086</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i75.photobucket.com/albums/i296/danradz4rachel/Gangsters-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7449583831225395287.post-6755044675012024822</id><published>2008-01-29T16:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-29T17:16:11.200-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Museums can actually be interesting...</title><content type='html'>OKay so this weekend I went to San Diego with my dad, and he decided for us to go to this Midway thing on the harbor... (or something like that..)&lt;br /&gt;It way pretty darn cool! I got to use that audio thing which I only used on the Alcatraz tour a long time ago before.. And the ship was HUMONGOO huge, like seriously, woah.. and it was awesome to know that my dad lived on that "thing" for a while... what kind of squishy space it that?!?!? I almost got clausterphobic just thinking of living in there for long periods of time... yech!&lt;br /&gt;The best part though was when I got to the top and saw all the planes... no wonder that ship was big, planes in combat had to land and fly from it.. &lt;br /&gt;well ya here's a bit of it, and my camera's and my shaking hands are crappy so you might not be able to see the beauty of the planes. Here:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/zSabXmIT6P4&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/zSabXmIT6P4&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps, in the beginning when I wasn't into the tour, I kept staring at this cruise ship that was near by, and envying the people about to embark on it... that goes for you too you cruse-ship riding buddies... grrr... jkjk lol&lt;br /&gt;laterzz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Rachel&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7449583831225395287-6755044675012024822?l=smellslikerachel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smellslikerachel.blogspot.com/feeds/6755044675012024822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7449583831225395287&amp;postID=6755044675012024822' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7449583831225395287/posts/default/6755044675012024822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7449583831225395287/posts/default/6755044675012024822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smellslikerachel.blogspot.com/2008/01/museums-can-actually-be-interesting.html' title='Museums can actually be interesting...'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10341958202551566086</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i75.photobucket.com/albums/i296/danradz4rachel/Gangsters-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7449583831225395287.post-4238810100183427861</id><published>2008-01-27T15:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-27T16:09:13.858-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bella Moment...</title><content type='html'>Ahaha...&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I think I'm starting to get a Twilight series obsession here... NO! It's really not good, I've had so many unhealthy obsessions, and it's not funny (well, maybe just a little funny)! My osessions list contains (latest to earliest): Jonas Brothers, Corbin Bleu, Harry Potter -even ordered Harry's wand from the mail ;p-, Pirates of the Carribbean, Orlando Bloom, and Pokemon. &lt;br /&gt; Seriously, I have a feeling now that Twilight and vampires and werewolves are all I'll be thinking about for a while, it's soo sad how things take over me... ergh, nothing can cure it though.. high fives to those who don't get taken over by this stuff... lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Rachel&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7449583831225395287-4238810100183427861?l=smellslikerachel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smellslikerachel.blogspot.com/feeds/4238810100183427861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7449583831225395287&amp;postID=4238810100183427861' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7449583831225395287/posts/default/4238810100183427861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7449583831225395287/posts/default/4238810100183427861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smellslikerachel.blogspot.com/2008/01/bella-moment.html' title='Bella Moment...'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10341958202551566086</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i75.photobucket.com/albums/i296/danradz4rachel/Gangsters-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7449583831225395287.post-1464425875793278691</id><published>2008-01-21T12:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-21T12:03:49.470-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ahahah...</title><content type='html'>A random vid... I think it's funny, but prolly cause Im Flip.. idk &lt;br /&gt;blah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/jPEt6O7ZHPA&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/jPEt6O7ZHPA&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7449583831225395287-1464425875793278691?l=smellslikerachel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smellslikerachel.blogspot.com/feeds/1464425875793278691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7449583831225395287&amp;postID=1464425875793278691' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7449583831225395287/posts/default/1464425875793278691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7449583831225395287/posts/default/1464425875793278691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smellslikerachel.blogspot.com/2008/01/ahahah.html' title='Ahahah...'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10341958202551566086</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i75.photobucket.com/albums/i296/danradz4rachel/Gangsters-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7449583831225395287.post-4821296478392262824</id><published>2008-01-16T15:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-16T15:58:53.053-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Horoscopes... bleh</title><content type='html'>I don't usually believe it's all going to be true ,in a horoscope but I think of them as something to expect, because sometimes things happen when you expect them to happen, I'm not saying that if you think you'll win the lottery, you'll win, but like in general.. If you expect something bad to happen, then something bad will most likey happen.. And plus, they sometimes give me something to look forward to when I'm going to cruddy school.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so here's my horoscope for tomorrow... let's see what turns out..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt; "Daily Teen Forecast for January 16, 2008 &lt;br /&gt;Provided by Astrology.com Weekly Forecast  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Make sure your parents know what's going on today -- they'll find out on their own anyway, so it's best to keep them informed. At the very least, you get to control the spin!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okaaaaaaay... I don't know what that is supposed to mean to me... lol.. I'm having a test tomorrow and this group presentation... but why do I have to tell them.. idk...&lt;br /&gt;I guess I will then? oh wellz.. &lt;br /&gt;okay then, there's to my pointless post.. &lt;br /&gt;laterz people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Rachel&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7449583831225395287-4821296478392262824?l=smellslikerachel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smellslikerachel.blogspot.com/feeds/4821296478392262824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7449583831225395287&amp;postID=4821296478392262824' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7449583831225395287/posts/default/4821296478392262824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7449583831225395287/posts/default/4821296478392262824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smellslikerachel.blogspot.com/2008/01/horoscopes-bleh.html' title='Horoscopes... bleh'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10341958202551566086</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i75.photobucket.com/albums/i296/danradz4rachel/Gangsters-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7449583831225395287.post-5888908881781878811</id><published>2008-01-11T21:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-11T23:02:46.901-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello there!</title><content type='html'>Welcome to this new blog I have for my own... I dunno why I made it. lol&lt;br /&gt;I guess it will be more personal than the other blog and I'll talk more about things here... yeah...&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much is here, but I'll get to somthing soon..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Rachel&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7449583831225395287-5888908881781878811?l=smellslikerachel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smellslikerachel.blogspot.com/feeds/5888908881781878811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7449583831225395287&amp;postID=5888908881781878811' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7449583831225395287/posts/default/5888908881781878811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7449583831225395287/posts/default/5888908881781878811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smellslikerachel.blogspot.com/2008/01/hello-there.html' title='Hello there!'/><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10341958202551566086</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i75.photobucket.com/albums/i296/danradz4rachel/Gangsters-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry></feed>
