<?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-28235787</id><updated>2011-04-21T19:49:15.333-02:30</updated><title type='text'>Take Me Away</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittpike.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28235787/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittpike.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Brittany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11368104629188750671</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>9</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28235787.post-117142381533434047</id><published>2007-02-13T23:52:00.000-03:30</published><updated>2007-02-14T00:00:15.366-03:30</updated><title type='text'>I'm slacking in the blog writing area...</title><content type='html'>So I never think of writing blogs. Maybe because I never actually have anything interesting to write about. I use bluekaffee for everything and anything, but blogspot seems like a place I'd need to write things that are more of a bigger deal and not just like, how I bought $10 jeans at the mall or something.&lt;br /&gt;But I think I have a couple of interesting things to talk about. First of all, I gave blood today! Somewhat interesting because I've never done it before and because I didn't pass out or feel dizzy. So they took all the blood they needed! It was pretty cool. My arm is kinda sore which isnt so cool, but its worth it.&lt;br /&gt;Also, Im sure anyone who is reading my blog knows about this, but I am going to see the rocket summer in Boston and New Haven in April. I am so excited. I am flying to New Brunswick and then Jen and I are driving to Boston for the first concert, then to Connecticut that night for a nice sleep in a hotel and then going to see him again that night and spending another night in a hotel then driving the long drive back to NB where I am staying for 4 more days before flying back home. So thats pretty exciting. I wish it was hapenning sooner, and its unfortunate that it has to be over the week of Easter and all the crazy etcetera practices but thats really all I can do.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, its bed time. Tomorrow is Valentines Day! Happy V-Day everyone! :) Anna Mel and I are going out for supper tomorrow night! I'm excited. We'll have fun, who needs boys!!!&lt;br /&gt;Later...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28235787-117142381533434047?l=brittpike.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittpike.blogspot.com/feeds/117142381533434047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28235787&amp;postID=117142381533434047' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28235787/posts/default/117142381533434047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28235787/posts/default/117142381533434047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittpike.blogspot.com/2007/02/im-slacking-in-blog-writing-area.html' title='I&apos;m slacking in the blog writing area...'/><author><name>Brittany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11368104629188750671</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28235787.post-116624640452893540</id><published>2006-12-16T01:30:00.000-03:30</published><updated>2006-12-16T01:50:04.543-03:30</updated><title type='text'>studying, christmas, summer, and more...</title><content type='html'>It's been such a long time since I posted a blog on here. I was talking to Erica today and she informed me that she still checks my blog all the time so I figured I'd update. I didn't realize anyone was even checking up on this. So I guess even if this is just for Erica thats ok! :)&lt;br /&gt;So I went to camp, had a great summer. lots of amazing things hapenned and I had a great time. I also went to Halifax which was awesome. but really thats old news now.&lt;br /&gt;So grade 12 is going okay so far. I need to apply myself more. I am sick of getting lower marks then what I should be getting because I didnt want to take a couple of hours out of my boring day to learn whats important. How am I supposed to get into a good college and university and go on to become what I want to be without a proper training from my high school.&lt;br /&gt;Its pretty scary that within the next few years I will be starting my career I will have for the rest of my life. technically if I wanted to, I could be a paramedic before the age of 20. Thats insane. That means Im growing up, which isnt somehting you really think of much. You look at how much other people grow up but how often do you stop and think, man Im growing up so quickly. Or maybe I'm the only one who doesn't do that.&lt;br /&gt;On a 100% completely different note, I am getting excited for Christmas. Christmas is my favourite time of year. I love everything about it. the decorations, the food, the friends, the family, Im not gonna lie... I love the gifts, but I also love buying gifts for other people too. I just love Christmas so much! the break from school, the relaxation, the love, the smiles. Christmas is much to me about family get togethers and being smiley and nice and love. very much about love. Im not even big on expressing love, but still, Christmas is love. everything about it. Jesus and his story thats full of love, even what Christmas has turned into, the presents, thats still full of love. who do you buy gifts for? people you love. why do you spend so much money? cause you love them and want to see them happy. what a great holiday! :)&lt;br /&gt;anyways, that really was one of the biggest rambling I've ever done. But it kind of got me excited for Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;so Merry Christmas! :) 9 days. have a good season!&lt;br /&gt;later...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28235787-116624640452893540?l=brittpike.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittpike.blogspot.com/feeds/116624640452893540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28235787&amp;postID=116624640452893540' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28235787/posts/default/116624640452893540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28235787/posts/default/116624640452893540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittpike.blogspot.com/2006/12/studying-christmas-summer-and-more.html' title='studying, christmas, summer, and more...'/><author><name>Brittany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11368104629188750671</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28235787.post-115094261467976667</id><published>2006-06-21T19:26:00.000-02:30</published><updated>2006-06-21T23:51:55.780-02:30</updated><title type='text'>its summer</title><content type='html'>I just realized I have the most lame titles ever but I never know what to write there.&lt;br /&gt;anyways, It's summer! School is over, I got my report card today and I passed everything! Is it bad to say that my marks I could care less about, Im just happy that I passed everything? Cause that is true. I just wanted to go to Starrigan. and now Im going. I was at DHQ this morning with Anna, we had a meeting with Judy cause we are planning the Saturday night youth event of Congress, and we had a picnic out front while we were waiting to be picked up. I basically knew I had passed at this time, and a few people had already said to me "I don't know how you do it. You don't do any work and still manage to pass" and I would think, I don't know either. but then Erica sent me a verse last night, Romans 8:28, which says "And we know that in all things God works for the good of those who love him, who have been called according to his purpose." I thought this was really cool because thats how I've been passing in the end, with Gods help because I am answering his call of what he wants me to do. Now I'm not saying that I can do no work and God will just pull me through, I'm saying that God helps me to study when I ask him and helps me to remember what I study because I pray and I ask for his help. That's how I'm getting through. That's definitely not a good way to get through high school cause I'm just barely getting by, So even though I say this every year, next year I am going to work. If I want to become a Paramedic, I need to study and work hard. But anyways, the reason why I even mentioned about Anna and I at DHQ is because we were discussing this and camp and thats when it kind of all clicked together in my head. It was pretty cool. :)&lt;br /&gt;anyways, I guess I'll go, oh I went summer shopping today and got some jeans and capri's, and I got some capri's and sandals the other day. And I leave for camp in less then a week. I have to be there for 3:00 on Wednesday. crazy.&lt;br /&gt;anyways... Later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28235787-115094261467976667?l=brittpike.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittpike.blogspot.com/feeds/115094261467976667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28235787&amp;postID=115094261467976667' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28235787/posts/default/115094261467976667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28235787/posts/default/115094261467976667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittpike.blogspot.com/2006/06/its-summer.html' title='its summer'/><author><name>Brittany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11368104629188750671</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28235787.post-115076925471456263</id><published>2006-06-19T23:24:00.000-02:30</published><updated>2006-06-19T23:37:34.730-02:30</updated><title type='text'>summer school....</title><content type='html'>Aparently, everyone who failed a subject in school was called today about summer school. I never received a call and Ive been talking to a few of my friends who did. It was an automated message from my school which is this stupid robot they have, so all the phone calls would be made at the same time (I think). Ive also been talking to people whose names come before and after mine in the alphabet who got phonecalls. This is starting to look pretty definite that there is no summer school for me, and 6 weeks of camp starrigan, here I come!!!&lt;br /&gt;But of course, I cant assumer anything, just incase, so tomorrow morning I will be calling my school to get the real details from them and hopefully get everything straightened out so I can know for sure. Then tomorrow Dad and I will go ipod nano shopping as well as he will hand his cell phone over to me! :) Im really excited, but not too excited, just incase.&lt;br /&gt;Ok, reading over this, that whole cell phone, ipod bit makes me sound so spoiled. BUT, I always get some sort of gift from my dad for passing (along with my sisters) and I worked really hard these last few days studying for exams (I know last few days isnt long, but I worked really hard) and my dad got a new phone from his work so he doesnt use his old cell phone anymore, so since I was planning to get one for Christmas anyways, it makes it easier for him to give me his so that I can call home from starrigan this summer for free (after 6 and on the weekends) so its actually easier and cheaper for him to give me the phone! :)&lt;br /&gt;anyways, I'll post tomorrow whats really hapenning.&lt;br /&gt;goodnight.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28235787-115076925471456263?l=brittpike.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittpike.blogspot.com/feeds/115076925471456263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28235787&amp;postID=115076925471456263' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28235787/posts/default/115076925471456263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28235787/posts/default/115076925471456263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittpike.blogspot.com/2006/06/summer-school.html' title='summer school....'/><author><name>Brittany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11368104629188750671</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28235787.post-115043338927636647</id><published>2006-06-16T02:06:00.000-02:30</published><updated>2006-06-16T03:34:37.726-02:30</updated><title type='text'>pictures...</title><content type='html'>I know I just wrote a journal, but I want to make a picture journal. I realized that I make picture journals for all of my bluekaffee friends, but not for my blogspot friends. So I've decided to take some of my favourite pictures and put them in a blog for you to view (if I can figure out how!)&lt;br /&gt;enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b39/Britt_16/erniebert_smile.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b39/Britt_16/th_erniebert_smile.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b39/Britt_16/britt03.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b39/Britt_16/th_britt03.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b39/Britt_16/camp_MelonBrittStephandAnna.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b39/Britt_16/th_camp_MelonBrittStephandAnna.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b39/Britt_16/BrittCourtErinAnna.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b39/Britt_16/th_BrittCourtErinAnna.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b39/Britt_16/sneaker3.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b39/Britt_16/th_sneaker3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b39/Britt_16/etc_stephbrittsuits.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b39/Britt_16/th_etc_stephbrittsuits.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b39/Britt_16/IMG_0147.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b39/Britt_16/th_IMG_0147.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b39/Britt_16/IMG_0137.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b39/Britt_16/th_IMG_0137.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b39/Britt_16/IMG_0116.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b39/Britt_16/th_IMG_0116.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b39/Britt_16/IMG_0079.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b39/Britt_16/th_IMG_0079.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b39/Britt_16/IMG_0124.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b39/Britt_16/th_IMG_0124.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b39/Britt_16/IMG_0112.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b39/Britt_16/th_IMG_0112.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b39/Britt_16/IMG_0204.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b39/Britt_16/th_IMG_0204.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b39/Britt_16/MeMariaBradGushueMelErin.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b39/Britt_16/th_MeMariaBradGushueMelErin.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b39/Britt_16/Street_hug.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b39/Britt_16/th_Street_hug.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b39/Britt_16/Court_Britt05.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b39/Britt_16/th_Court_Britt05.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;turned out to be more then I thought, but what can you do! I hope you like it! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28235787-115043338927636647?l=brittpike.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittpike.blogspot.com/feeds/115043338927636647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28235787&amp;postID=115043338927636647' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28235787/posts/default/115043338927636647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28235787/posts/default/115043338927636647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittpike.blogspot.com/2006/06/pictures.html' title='pictures...'/><author><name>Brittany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11368104629188750671</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28235787.post-115043198116431517</id><published>2006-06-16T01:46:00.000-02:30</published><updated>2006-06-16T01:56:45.190-02:30</updated><title type='text'>sing us a song, and we'll sing it back to you...</title><content type='html'>I am done exams and its awesome. The days get a little boring since everyone is still writing exams. But for some reason the night is much better even thought Im still here by myself doing things I couldve done all day by myself. Maybe Im just a night person.&lt;br /&gt;Im so caught up in music tonight I cant bring myself to go to bed cause theres so many songs I want to listen to right now on repeat. Not just once but many times. I cant bring myself to only listen to it once because I want to hear my favourite part of each song more then once and I want to hear each verse and the bridge and just the whole thing over and over. I guess its good Im done exams so basically I can stay up as late as I want because there is no way Im leaving my music anytime soon. Is it possible to love music too much? maybe become dependent on it? because if thats possible I think Im guilty. Theres nothing I do taht doesnt involve listening to music. even if Im in my room just to get changed, I still turn on music for the half of a song Im in there. and if Im not listening to music then Im singing, and if Im not singing then Im tapping my foot or fingers and singing the song through in my head. I wonder if this is really good or really not good? it feels good to me!&lt;br /&gt;It was awesome spending some time with Jen yesterday and tonight. I missed her so much. we stayed up til after the sun came up last night talking. we had so much to catch up on. She brought me back an autographed Paramore tshirt (which by the way is hot pink... when was the last time you saw me in any shade of pink? ...I dont remember) she also brought me back green chuck taylors and an autographed Bryce Avary poster! :) he even wrote my name on it and spelt it right. Im so lucky to have a friend like Jen!&lt;br /&gt;well I guess this is where I should end this, I should get some sleep soon since I had so little last night. I'll update this with whether or not I'll be going to summer school or camp as soon as I know (which Im hoping will be tomorrow!)&lt;br /&gt;goodnight...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28235787-115043198116431517?l=brittpike.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittpike.blogspot.com/feeds/115043198116431517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28235787&amp;postID=115043198116431517' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28235787/posts/default/115043198116431517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28235787/posts/default/115043198116431517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittpike.blogspot.com/2006/06/sing-us-song-and-well-sing-it-back-to.html' title='sing us a song, and we&apos;ll sing it back to you...'/><author><name>Brittany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11368104629188750671</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28235787.post-114991023047407954</id><published>2006-06-10T00:46:00.000-02:30</published><updated>2006-06-10T01:00:30.486-02:30</updated><title type='text'>1 and a half down, 1 and a half to go</title><content type='html'>So I had my english exam today, I think I did well, but it's always hard to tell with english or if you think as much as I do. I tend to think about exams too much to the point where I think I did terribly on the exam. Its weird. anyways, then I had my french interview. I was interviewed in french for 12 minutes. It went pretty well I think. I sound so lame on the tape though cause I was kind of struggling a bit to make sure my sentences were actually sentences. Yeah, Im relly not making sense tonight. But anyways, overall, I think, and hope that my exams are going well. Its hard to believe that its almost summer again. So much has hapenned this year, but nothing really big. Like nothing stands out but I know its been such a huge year. I turned 16, I went on a plane for the first time, I saw Avril Lavigne in concert, I did grade 11 in school, I made show choir, I got my first job (Im a gymnastics coach), I got my permit. So much has hapenned. Its so weird to think that next year just as much or more will happen but I wouldnt be able to guess what it will be. Im in such  a weird mood haha Im like in a "thoughtful" mood. maybe cause its 12:55 AM haha and its the first time in a while I havent been studying nonstop and Im listening to the rocket summer and I have a huge crush on bryce avary. actually that has nothing to do with it. but I am listening to The Rocket Summer and I do have a big crush on Bryce Avary. haha this is getting rediculous.&lt;br /&gt;Im basically just posting this cause Erica wants me to post more and I am bored! haha&lt;br /&gt;anyways....&lt;br /&gt;later....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28235787-114991023047407954?l=brittpike.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittpike.blogspot.com/feeds/114991023047407954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28235787&amp;postID=114991023047407954' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28235787/posts/default/114991023047407954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28235787/posts/default/114991023047407954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittpike.blogspot.com/2006/06/1-and-half-down-1-and-half-to-go.html' title='1 and a half down, 1 and a half to go'/><author><name>Brittany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11368104629188750671</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28235787.post-114901195317619192</id><published>2006-05-30T15:23:00.000-02:30</published><updated>2006-05-30T15:29:13.190-02:30</updated><title type='text'>So much to study, so little time...</title><content type='html'>I'm told that if I have a blog then I should probably write in it. Thanks Jen, I'll take your advice. Ive just been a little busy lately. Exams are fast approaching. June 9th is my first exam. I finish on June 14th which is the day Jen comes home from California and we get to have a massive sleepover and have so much fun. I'm not sure what it is that makes it massive, since its only her and myself, but whatever. I guess the amount of fun can be classified as "massive" haha anyways, I better pass my exams, if not I have to go to summer school, which is LAME. cause that means no working at Starrigan. And Im supposed to be working there as a counsellor for 6 weeks this summer. Hopefully I can go, I just have so much studying to do in french biology english and math. a lot of work. but I only have 7 days of school left so I think if I really put my mind to it I can handle it. :) I just need to really get on the go with that studying. anyways I spend too much of my time talking about exams and not enough time actually studying for it. I gotta go do some work, later everyone.&lt;br /&gt;Britt...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28235787-114901195317619192?l=brittpike.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittpike.blogspot.com/feeds/114901195317619192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28235787&amp;postID=114901195317619192' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28235787/posts/default/114901195317619192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28235787/posts/default/114901195317619192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittpike.blogspot.com/2006/05/so-much-to-study-so-little-time.html' title='So much to study, so little time...'/><author><name>Brittany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11368104629188750671</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28235787.post-114782206340032326</id><published>2006-05-16T20:53:00.000-02:30</published><updated>2006-05-16T20:57:43.406-02:30</updated><title type='text'>I now have a blogspot.</title><content type='html'>So I decided to get a blogspot, if for nothing else then just to read and comment on other peoples journals! I probably wont post much here, but who knows! because bluekaffee has been getting boring lately, along with myspace.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I might post some etcetera pictures in here soon. :)&lt;br /&gt;later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28235787-114782206340032326?l=brittpike.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://brittpike.blogspot.com/feeds/114782206340032326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28235787&amp;postID=114782206340032326' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28235787/posts/default/114782206340032326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28235787/posts/default/114782206340032326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://brittpike.blogspot.com/2006/05/i-now-have-blogspot.html' title='I now have a blogspot.'/><author><name>Brittany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11368104629188750671</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
