<?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-5934171</id><updated>2011-04-21T14:36:37.107-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Random, Demented Ramblings</title><subtitle type='html'>The often random and sometimes demented and insane ramblings of a teenage girl who occasionaly wishes to be a hermit.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fruittheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5934171/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fruittheworld.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Kaelin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14330308468363661628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos23.flickr.com/26875978_f9c229a9f4.jpg?v=0'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>52</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5934171.post-116941879724115529</id><published>2007-01-21T14:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-21T14:33:17.300-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>geek-foo.netIn the year 2007 I resolve to:Invade a small countryGet your resolution here.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fruittheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/116941879724115529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5934171&amp;postID=116941879724115529' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5934171/posts/default/116941879724115529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5934171/posts/default/116941879724115529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fruittheworld.blogspot.com/2007/01/geek-foo.html' title=''/><author><name>Kaelin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14330308468363661628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos23.flickr.com/26875978_f9c229a9f4.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5934171.post-115465960695252644</id><published>2006-08-03T19:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-03T19:46:46.953-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>em...feeling a bit ashamed of myself, as this is my first post in a year. In my defense, when you are spending roughly 20 hours a week at the pool, under the influence of evil swim coaches, it is a bit difficult to fit in time to blog. On the other hand, spending all my time with swimmers has given me some rather amusing stories, as well as disturbing images that have taken root in my head and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fruittheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/115465960695252644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5934171&amp;postID=115465960695252644' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5934171/posts/default/115465960695252644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5934171/posts/default/115465960695252644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fruittheworld.blogspot.com/2006/08/em.html' title=''/><author><name>Kaelin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14330308468363661628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos23.flickr.com/26875978_f9c229a9f4.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5934171.post-112362547837402511</id><published>2005-08-09T15:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-09T15:11:18.373-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The Gender GenieInsert a block of text, and it determines what gender the author is.Yeah. So the algorithm says i write like a guy in my blog entries. I just tested an essay i wrote for school, and male again. WTF?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fruittheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/112362547837402511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5934171&amp;postID=112362547837402511' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5934171/posts/default/112362547837402511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5934171/posts/default/112362547837402511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fruittheworld.blogspot.com/2005/08/gender-genie-insert-block-of-text-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Kaelin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14330308468363661628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos23.flickr.com/26875978_f9c229a9f4.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5934171.post-112362796255537332</id><published>2005-08-08T23:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-09T15:52:42.560-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I lie awake at night,Tossing, turning,Trying not to think.Thoughts race like cloudsAcross the troubled surface of my mind.Is anyone else awake right now?I know you would be.If only you were here.My cell phone sits beside the bed.Won't somebody wake up and call me?I miss our late night chats.Insomnia is an evil, evil thing. Amusingly enough, without it, my journal would be empty. Stream of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fruittheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/112362796255537332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5934171&amp;postID=112362796255537332' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5934171/posts/default/112362796255537332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5934171/posts/default/112362796255537332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fruittheworld.blogspot.com/2005/08/i-lie-awake-at-night-tossing-turning.html' title=''/><author><name>Kaelin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14330308468363661628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos23.flickr.com/26875978_f9c229a9f4.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5934171.post-112356534617118969</id><published>2005-08-08T22:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-08T22:29:06.173-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>You May Be a Bit Schizotypal ...A bit odd and socially isolated.You couldn't care less of what others think.And some of your beliefs are a little weird.Like that time you thought you were Jesus.What Personality Disorder Are You?Of course, I'm not sure how my friends would describe me at my best and worst.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fruittheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/112356534617118969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5934171&amp;postID=112356534617118969' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5934171/posts/default/112356534617118969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5934171/posts/default/112356534617118969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fruittheworld.blogspot.com/2005/08/you-may-be-bit-schizotypal.html' title=''/><author><name>Kaelin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14330308468363661628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos23.flickr.com/26875978_f9c229a9f4.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5934171.post-112356524333561837</id><published>2005-08-08T22:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-08T22:27:23.336-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Your True Birth Month Is JanuaryLoyalSocialLogicalEasily jealousLoves childrenRather reservedHighly attentiveLikes to criticizeNeeds close friendsAmbitious and seriousSmart, neat and organizedHardworking and productiveLoves to teach and be taughtQuiet unless excited or tensedSensitive and has deep thoughtsKnows how to make others happySearches for the greatest romanceResistant to illnesses but </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fruittheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/112356524333561837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5934171&amp;postID=112356524333561837' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5934171/posts/default/112356524333561837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5934171/posts/default/112356524333561837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fruittheworld.blogspot.com/2005/08/your-true-birth-month-is-january-loyal.html' title=''/><author><name>Kaelin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14330308468363661628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos23.flickr.com/26875978_f9c229a9f4.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5934171.post-112356517157348735</id><published>2005-08-08T22:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-08T22:26:11.576-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Your Travel Profile:You Are Well Traveled in the United Kingdom (50%)You Are Well Traveled in Western Europe (43%)You Are Well Traveled in the Western United States (42%)You Are Somewhat Well Traveled in the Midwestern United States (25%)You Are Mostly Untraveled in Canada (20%)You Are Mostly Untraveled in the Southern United States (8%)You Are Untraveled in Africa (0%)You Are Untraveled in Asia </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fruittheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/112356517157348735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5934171&amp;postID=112356517157348735' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5934171/posts/default/112356517157348735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5934171/posts/default/112356517157348735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fruittheworld.blogspot.com/2005/08/your-travel-profile-you-are-well.html' title=''/><author><name>Kaelin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14330308468363661628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos23.flickr.com/26875978_f9c229a9f4.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5934171.post-112356498111047115</id><published>2005-08-08T22:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-08T22:23:01.110-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Your Geek Profile:Fashion Geekiness: HighestInternet Geekiness: HighMovie Geekiness: HighMusic Geekiness: HighSciFi Geekiness: HighAcademic Geekiness: ModerateGeneral Geekiness: ModerateGamer Geekiness: LowGeekiness in Love: LowHow Geeky Are You?Sad...I didn't realize i had high fashion geekiness</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fruittheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/112356498111047115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5934171&amp;postID=112356498111047115' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5934171/posts/default/112356498111047115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5934171/posts/default/112356498111047115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fruittheworld.blogspot.com/2005/08/your-geek-profile-fashion-geekiness.html' title=''/><author><name>Kaelin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14330308468363661628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos23.flickr.com/26875978_f9c229a9f4.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5934171.post-112356485606349999</id><published>2005-08-08T22:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-08T22:20:56.066-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Your Taste in Music:80's Alternative: Medium Influence90's Alternative: Medium InfluenceAlternative Rock: Medium InfluenceHeavy Metal: Medium Influence90's Rock: Low InfluenceAdult Alternative: Low InfluenceClassic Rock: Low InfluenceProgressive Rock: Low InfluencePunk: Low InfluenceHow's Your Taste in Music?This site has nothing about indie music?! Actually, probably because indie bands tend to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fruittheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/112356485606349999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5934171&amp;postID=112356485606349999' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5934171/posts/default/112356485606349999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5934171/posts/default/112356485606349999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fruittheworld.blogspot.com/2005/08/your-taste-in-music-80s-alternative.html' title=''/><author><name>Kaelin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14330308468363661628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos23.flickr.com/26875978_f9c229a9f4.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5934171.post-112356464264479440</id><published>2005-08-08T22:12:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-08T22:17:22.646-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Your #1 Love Type: INTPThe ThinkerIn love, you are honest and serious about commitment.For you, sex is something you think about and desire a lot of the time.Overall, you are pure in your affection and feelings.However, you tend to be suspicious and distrusting at times.Best matches: ENTJ and ESTJYour #2 Love Type: INFPThe IdealistIn love, you crave a long term, harmonious relationship.For you, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fruittheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/112356464264479440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5934171&amp;postID=112356464264479440' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5934171/posts/default/112356464264479440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5934171/posts/default/112356464264479440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fruittheworld.blogspot.com/2005/08/your-1-love-type-intpthe-thinker-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Kaelin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14330308468363661628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos23.flickr.com/26875978_f9c229a9f4.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5934171.post-112356437030631930</id><published>2005-08-08T22:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-08T22:12:50.310-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Your Aries Drinking StyleImpulsive Aries people like to party and sometimes don't know when to call it a night.Your competitive streak makes you prone to closing time shot contests.You're a sloppy, fun drunk, and you get mighty flirty after a couple tipples.Getting you drunk is a good way for people to get what they want out of you, should other methods fail.You can become bellicose when blotto, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fruittheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/112356437030631930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5934171&amp;postID=112356437030631930' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5934171/posts/default/112356437030631930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5934171/posts/default/112356437030631930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fruittheworld.blogspot.com/2005/08/your-aries-drinking-style-impulsive.html' title=''/><author><name>Kaelin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14330308468363661628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos23.flickr.com/26875978_f9c229a9f4.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5934171.post-112356433124654180</id><published>2005-08-08T22:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-08T22:12:11.246-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Your Slanguage ProfileBritish Slang: 75%Canadian Slang: 50%New England Slang: 25%Prison Slang: 25%Victorian Slang: 25%Aussie Slang: 0%Southern Slang: 0%What Slanguage Do You Speak?Fascinating. I didn't realize i'd picked up that much British slang.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fruittheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/112356433124654180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5934171&amp;postID=112356433124654180' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5934171/posts/default/112356433124654180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5934171/posts/default/112356433124654180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fruittheworld.blogspot.com/2005/08/your-slanguage-profilebritish-slang.html' title=''/><author><name>Kaelin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14330308468363661628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos23.flickr.com/26875978_f9c229a9f4.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5934171.post-112356416034655248</id><published>2005-08-08T22:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-08T22:09:20.346-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Stupid questions...didn't have any answers i would really pick.Your Summer Anthem is Speed of Sound by ColdplayAll that noise, and all that sound,All those places I got found.And birds go flying at the speed of sound,to show you how it all began.You're out of your mind this summer, in a good way.What's Your 2005 Summer Anthem?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fruittheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/112356416034655248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5934171&amp;postID=112356416034655248' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5934171/posts/default/112356416034655248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5934171/posts/default/112356416034655248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fruittheworld.blogspot.com/2005/08/stupid-questions.html' title=''/><author><name>Kaelin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14330308468363661628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos23.flickr.com/26875978_f9c229a9f4.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5934171.post-112356391678587217</id><published>2005-08-08T22:04:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-08T22:05:16.786-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Your Hidden TalentYou're super sensitive and easily able to understand situations.You tend to solve complex problems in a flash, without needing a lot of facts.Decision making is easy for you. You have killer intuition.The right path is always clear, and you're a bit of a visionary.What's Your Hidden Talent?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fruittheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/112356391678587217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5934171&amp;postID=112356391678587217' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5934171/posts/default/112356391678587217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5934171/posts/default/112356391678587217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fruittheworld.blogspot.com/2005/08/your-hidden-talentyoure-super.html' title=''/><author><name>Kaelin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14330308468363661628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos23.flickr.com/26875978_f9c229a9f4.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5934171.post-112356389172789485</id><published>2005-08-08T22:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-08T22:04:51.726-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Right...An odd testYour Mood Ring is MagentaWeirdCreativeInsipiredThrivingMood Ring Generator</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fruittheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/112356389172789485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5934171&amp;postID=112356389172789485' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5934171/posts/default/112356389172789485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5934171/posts/default/112356389172789485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fruittheworld.blogspot.com/2005/08/right.html' title=''/><author><name>Kaelin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14330308468363661628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos23.flickr.com/26875978_f9c229a9f4.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5934171.post-112356380025048732</id><published>2005-08-08T22:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-08T22:03:20.250-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>You Are 19% AmericanYou're as American as Key Lime Tofu PieOtherwise known as un-American!You belong in Cairo or Paris...Get out fast - before you end up in Gitmo!How American Are You?Yes! A good result!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fruittheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/112356380025048732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5934171&amp;postID=112356380025048732' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5934171/posts/default/112356380025048732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5934171/posts/default/112356380025048732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fruittheworld.blogspot.com/2005/08/you-are-19-americanyoure-as-american.html' title=''/><author><name>Kaelin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14330308468363661628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos23.flickr.com/26875978_f9c229a9f4.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5934171.post-112356368366808496</id><published>2005-08-08T22:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-08T22:01:23.676-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Mwahaha! I'm taking lots of quizzes....Your Power Color Is Lime GreenAt Your Highest:You are adventurous, witty, and a visionary.At Your Lowest:You feel misunderstood, like you don't fit in.In Love:You have a tough exterior, but can be very dedicated.How You're Attractive:Your self-awareness and confidence lights up a room.Your Eternal Question:"What else do I need in my life?"What's Your Power </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fruittheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/112356368366808496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5934171&amp;postID=112356368366808496' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5934171/posts/default/112356368366808496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5934171/posts/default/112356368366808496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fruittheworld.blogspot.com/2005/08/mwahaha-im-taking-lots-of-quizzes.html' title=''/><author><name>Kaelin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14330308468363661628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos23.flickr.com/26875978_f9c229a9f4.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5934171.post-111879728484735940</id><published>2005-06-14T17:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-14T18:01:24.853-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>It really sucks when you're in love with one of your best friends, and you know they're in love with someone, but you don't know who. You desperately want it to be you, but your bitter, cynical side says that there's an equal chance that they love another friend of yours. It becomes an obsession, and during dark nights you wonder why they would ever love you when there is someone so much better </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fruittheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/111879728484735940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5934171&amp;postID=111879728484735940' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5934171/posts/default/111879728484735940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5934171/posts/default/111879728484735940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fruittheworld.blogspot.com/2005/06/it-really-sucks-when-youre-in-love.html' title=''/><author><name>Kaelin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14330308468363661628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos23.flickr.com/26875978_f9c229a9f4.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5934171.post-111335329233357939</id><published>2005-04-12T17:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-12T17:48:12.340-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Okay, another random list I found somewhere on the internet:Ways to Annoy Lord Voldemort:1. Ask him why he 'doesn't have such a cool scar?' 2. Laugh at him. 3. Wake him up by singing Beach Boys songs in his ear. 'Round, round, get around, I get around...' 4. Knit him things. Really hideous things. 5. Give him kangaroo-ears for a month. 6. Smile during Death-Eater meetings and say you taught him </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fruittheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/111335329233357939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5934171&amp;postID=111335329233357939' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5934171/posts/default/111335329233357939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5934171/posts/default/111335329233357939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fruittheworld.blogspot.com/2005/04/okay-another-random-list-i-found.html' title=''/><author><name>Kaelin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14330308468363661628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos23.flickr.com/26875978_f9c229a9f4.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5934171.post-111335296474705801</id><published>2005-04-12T17:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-08T22:47:14.263-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Well, here is a much longer list of "Things Harry is No Longer Allowed to do"It's currently being written as a round robin at The Silver Snitch :: All slash, all the time**Harry, Hermione, and Ron were sitting in the library, carefully writing up a scroll.“What do we have so far, Hermione?” Ron asked. Hermione began to read:**Things Harry is no longer allowed to do:I am not God and must not refer</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fruittheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/111335296474705801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5934171&amp;postID=111335296474705801' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5934171/posts/default/111335296474705801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5934171/posts/default/111335296474705801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fruittheworld.blogspot.com/2005/04/well-here-is-much-longer-list-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Kaelin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14330308468363661628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos23.flickr.com/26875978_f9c229a9f4.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5934171.post-111060587600377233</id><published>2005-03-11T21:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-11T21:37:56.003-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>"'I, George Walker Bush, do solemnly swear,' at which point 49% of the country ALSO solemnly swore."I love Jon Stewart</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fruittheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/111060587600377233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5934171&amp;postID=111060587600377233' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5934171/posts/default/111060587600377233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5934171/posts/default/111060587600377233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fruittheworld.blogspot.com/2005/03/i-george-walker-bush-do-solemnly-swear.html' title=''/><author><name>Kaelin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14330308468363661628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos23.flickr.com/26875978_f9c229a9f4.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5934171.post-111050162317508163</id><published>2005-03-10T16:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-12T19:41:02.200-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>It is amazing, the things boredom can drive you to do. Today, on the bus, (no doubt helped by the caffeine i had just consumed) I whipped out my calculator, and started playing wiht the graphing function. I discovered that you can make something very similar to the UnderArmor logo.y = X^3y = 2X^3y = 4X^3y = -X^3y = -2X^3y = -4X^3And then an extra doohicky just for fun:y = cos(X^2+3)On another </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fruittheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/111050162317508163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5934171&amp;postID=111050162317508163' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5934171/posts/default/111050162317508163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5934171/posts/default/111050162317508163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fruittheworld.blogspot.com/2005/03/it-is-amazing-things-boredom-can-drive.html' title=''/><author><name>Kaelin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14330308468363661628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos23.flickr.com/26875978_f9c229a9f4.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5934171.post-110996910649813077</id><published>2005-03-04T12:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-04T12:45:06.500-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>School really sucks. I came to that conclusion years ago. Currently I’m wondering why a traditional education involves so much posterboard. What is it with the posterboard? I’m getting really sick of it. This is my first year of a traditional education, and I don’t understand how you learn anything. Or why you get graded on your fine motor skills. I’ve been informed that my poster grade will be </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fruittheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/110996910649813077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5934171&amp;postID=110996910649813077' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5934171/posts/default/110996910649813077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5934171/posts/default/110996910649813077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fruittheworld.blogspot.com/2005/03/school-really-sucks.html' title=''/><author><name>Kaelin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14330308468363661628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos23.flickr.com/26875978_f9c229a9f4.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5934171.post-110972431373039538</id><published>2005-03-01T16:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-01T16:45:13.733-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So in math today my teacher asked me a question, and I hadn't been paying attention, so I told him it was 42. He told me I was wrong. I explained to him that the answer is always 42. He didn't believe me. He didn't even get the reference. Nobody in my entire class understood it. Sad. I'll have to make my yearbook quote at the end of senior year be "So long and thanks for all the fish." And people</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fruittheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/110972431373039538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5934171&amp;postID=110972431373039538' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5934171/posts/default/110972431373039538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5934171/posts/default/110972431373039538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fruittheworld.blogspot.com/2005/03/so-in-math-today-my-teacher-asked-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Kaelin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14330308468363661628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos23.flickr.com/26875978_f9c229a9f4.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5934171.post-110964067102820060</id><published>2005-02-28T17:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-28T17:31:11.030-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Love sucks.I sit by your side,Never quite touching.I talk with you,I laugh with you,I cry with you.I long to tell you,But I can't.My heart fills with hopeAt things you've said.But reality,And self doubtNever quite let me believe.I strive to act normal.Do I suceed?I've come close to telling you,So close, so many times.I've always lost my nerve.My hope is that you'll read this,And guess who it's </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fruittheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/110964067102820060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5934171&amp;postID=110964067102820060' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5934171/posts/default/110964067102820060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5934171/posts/default/110964067102820060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fruittheworld.blogspot.com/2005/02/love-sucks.html' title=''/><author><name>Kaelin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14330308468363661628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos23.flickr.com/26875978_f9c229a9f4.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5934171.post-110659839215702024</id><published>2005-01-24T13:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-30T15:34:35.670-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Full list now up!What not to do while watching the Lord of the Rings trilogy in theaters:1. Block the entrance to the theater while screaming: "YOU SHALL NOT PASS!"2. In TTT when the Ents decide to march to war, stand up and shout "RUN FOREST RUN"3. Ask the person next to you if they think Gandalf went to Hogwarts.4. Play a drinking game where you have to take a sip every time someone </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fruittheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/110659839215702024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5934171&amp;postID=110659839215702024' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5934171/posts/default/110659839215702024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5934171/posts/default/110659839215702024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fruittheworld.blogspot.com/2005/01/full-list-now-up-what-not-to-do-while.html' title=''/><author><name>Kaelin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14330308468363661628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos23.flickr.com/26875978_f9c229a9f4.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5934171.post-110436567896514793</id><published>2004-12-29T16:14:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-29T16:18:46.616-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The Potion MakerRaukonium is a milky, runny blue gel gleaned from the eyeballs of a bandersnatch.Kaelinium is an opaque, acidic puce liquid drained from the flesh of the mountain iris.Mixing Raukonium with Kaelinium causes a violent chemical reaction, producing a milky red potion which gives the user protection from fire.Yet another fun meme brought to you by rfreebernThe Potion </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fruittheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/110436567896514793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5934171&amp;postID=110436567896514793' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5934171/posts/default/110436567896514793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5934171/posts/default/110436567896514793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fruittheworld.blogspot.com/2004/12/potion-makerraukonium-is-milky-runny.html' title=''/><author><name>Kaelin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14330308468363661628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos23.flickr.com/26875978_f9c229a9f4.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5934171.post-110436589160590237</id><published>2004-12-29T16:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-29T16:18:11.606-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The Potion MakerKaelinium is an opaque, acidic puce liquid drained from the flesh of the mountain iris.Annarium is a milky, pasty magenta gel made from the bile of a bandersnatch.Mixing Kaelinium with Annarium causes a violent chemical reaction, producing a milky ochre potion which gives the user protection from twisted plans.Yet another fun meme brought to you by rfreebernYeah, I suppose </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fruittheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/110436589160590237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5934171&amp;postID=110436589160590237' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5934171/posts/default/110436589160590237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5934171/posts/default/110436589160590237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fruittheworld.blogspot.com/2004/12/potion-makerkaelinium-is-opaque-acidic.html' title=''/><author><name>Kaelin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14330308468363661628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos23.flickr.com/26875978_f9c229a9f4.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5934171.post-110436564298736101</id><published>2004-12-29T16:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-29T16:14:02.986-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The Potion MakerFirebladesium is a milky, pasty turquoise gel culled from the eyeballs of a sphinx.Raukonium is a milky, runny blue gel gleaned from the eyeballs of a bandersnatch.Mixing Firebladesium with Raukonium causes a violent chemical reaction, producing an opaque peach potion which gives the user protection from angry glares.Yet another fun meme brought to you by rfreebern</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fruittheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/110436564298736101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5934171&amp;postID=110436564298736101' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5934171/posts/default/110436564298736101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5934171/posts/default/110436564298736101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fruittheworld.blogspot.com/2004/12/potion-makerfirebladesium-is-milky.html' title=''/><author><name>Kaelin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14330308468363661628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos23.flickr.com/26875978_f9c229a9f4.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5934171.post-110436554973584476</id><published>2004-12-29T16:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-29T16:12:29.736-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The Potion MakerKaelinium is an opaque, acidic puce liquid drained from the flesh of the mountain iris.Firebladesium is a milky, pasty turquoise gel culled from the eyeballs of a sphinx.Mixing Kaelinium with Firebladesium causes a violent chemical reaction, producing a milky beige potion which gives the user protection from electric shocks.Yet another fun meme brought to you by rfreebern</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fruittheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/110436554973584476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5934171&amp;postID=110436554973584476' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5934171/posts/default/110436554973584476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5934171/posts/default/110436554973584476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fruittheworld.blogspot.com/2004/12/potion-makerkaelinium-is-opaque-acidic_29.html' title=''/><author><name>Kaelin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14330308468363661628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos23.flickr.com/26875978_f9c229a9f4.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5934171.post-110136212992863221</id><published>2004-11-24T21:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-24T21:55:29.926-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>You are DEATH!Oooo.... Scary...Well, not, you are just a dark, depressed personwho feels pained by society, and we love youfor that. Monkey? Pizza? Death? Oompa Loompa? brought to you by Quizilla</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fruittheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/110136212992863221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5934171&amp;postID=110136212992863221' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5934171/posts/default/110136212992863221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5934171/posts/default/110136212992863221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fruittheworld.blogspot.com/2004/11/you-are-death-oooo.html' title=''/><author><name>Kaelin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14330308468363661628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos23.flickr.com/26875978_f9c229a9f4.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5934171.post-110136155838860196</id><published>2004-11-24T21:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-17T13:34:46.453-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Which Nigerian Spammer Are You?You are ruth jawad. Your husband, who worked in Kuwaiti embassy in Sudan recently died. You are battling cancer and fibroid problems. You are seeking a Christian organization to share 20% of your $10,500,000. Your dream rests on me.Hehe.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fruittheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/110136155838860196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5934171&amp;postID=110136155838860196' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5934171/posts/default/110136155838860196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5934171/posts/default/110136155838860196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fruittheworld.blogspot.com/2004/11/which-nigerian-spammer-are-you-you-are.html' title=''/><author><name>Kaelin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14330308468363661628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos23.flickr.com/26875978_f9c229a9f4.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5934171.post-110136132999611383</id><published>2004-11-24T21:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-17T13:35:35.253-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Which File Extension Are You?You are .gif Sometimes you are animated, but usually you just sit there and look pretty.Not bad.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fruittheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/110136132999611383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5934171&amp;postID=110136132999611383' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5934171/posts/default/110136132999611383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5934171/posts/default/110136132999611383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fruittheworld.blogspot.com/2004/11/which-file-extension-are-you-you-are.html' title=''/><author><name>Kaelin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14330308468363661628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos23.flickr.com/26875978_f9c229a9f4.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5934171.post-110136102882839645</id><published>2004-11-24T21:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-17T13:36:34.553-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Which OS Are You?You are OS2-Warp. You're plagued by feelings of abandonment and disgust for your backstabbing step-brother. Oh, what might have been.Oh, so perfect.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fruittheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/110136102882839645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5934171&amp;postID=110136102882839645' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5934171/posts/default/110136102882839645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5934171/posts/default/110136102882839645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fruittheworld.blogspot.com/2004/11/which-os-are-you-you-are-os2-warp.html' title=''/><author><name>Kaelin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14330308468363661628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos23.flickr.com/26875978_f9c229a9f4.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5934171.post-109495673919486409</id><published>2004-09-11T19:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-11T19:38:59.196-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Things Harry Is No Longer Allowed To Do:~*~I found these on the internet somewhere, can't remember where. Thank you "Shade"~*~Harry, Hermione, and Ron were sitting in the library, carefully writing up a scroll. “What do we have so far, Hermione?” Ron asked. Hermione began to read:Things Harry is no longer allowed to do:I am not God and must not refer to myself as such.I must not hold up</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fruittheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/109495673919486409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5934171&amp;postID=109495673919486409' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5934171/posts/default/109495673919486409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5934171/posts/default/109495673919486409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fruittheworld.blogspot.com/2004/09/things-harry-is-no-longer-allowed-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Kaelin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14330308468363661628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos23.flickr.com/26875978_f9c229a9f4.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5934171.post-109495625074955013</id><published>2004-09-11T19:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-11T19:30:50.750-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The 213 Things Skippy is No Longer Allowed to do in the US ArmyThe story of how these things came about is just as good as the list. I wonder how many of those rules were in place before he did all this?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fruittheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/109495625074955013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5934171&amp;postID=109495625074955013' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5934171/posts/default/109495625074955013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5934171/posts/default/109495625074955013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fruittheworld.blogspot.com/2004/09/213-things-skippy-is-no-longer-allowed.html' title=''/><author><name>Kaelin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14330308468363661628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos23.flickr.com/26875978_f9c229a9f4.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5934171.post-109444478040020530</id><published>2004-09-05T21:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-05T21:26:20.400-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>School sucks, summer rocks. I've been out of school for 3 months now, and I spent a month in a summer program called Rock School. If only regular school could be like Rock School where everything is centered around Rock and Roll and the music industry.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fruittheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/109444478040020530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5934171&amp;postID=109444478040020530' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5934171/posts/default/109444478040020530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5934171/posts/default/109444478040020530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fruittheworld.blogspot.com/2004/09/school-sucks-summer-rocks.html' title=''/><author><name>Kaelin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14330308468363661628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos23.flickr.com/26875978_f9c229a9f4.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5934171.post-107954925510371945</id><published>2004-03-17T10:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-03-17T10:50:52.903-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Bla, bla, bla. Stupid fucking school. We're being "taught" how to fucking blog. I've known how to blog four 4 years, dammit! WHY? At least my very good friend is finally coming to see me after us not seeing each other for 4 fucking years! We're still identical, so we can still scar (i meant scare, but that'll work) people.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fruittheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/107954925510371945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5934171&amp;postID=107954925510371945' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5934171/posts/default/107954925510371945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5934171/posts/default/107954925510371945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fruittheworld.blogspot.com/2004/03/bla-bla-bla.html' title=''/><author><name>Kaelin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14330308468363661628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos23.flickr.com/26875978_f9c229a9f4.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5934171.post-107893703785134165</id><published>2004-03-10T08:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-03-10T08:58:35.780-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Yeah, yeah, I know. I suck at updating. However, not much goes on in my life besides reading fanfiction and hating the other inhabitants of Hell on Earth. (school). Lately however, there’s been a reappearance of my Evil Twin in my life. Perhaps Evil Twin isn’t the right thing to call her. I know Rauko said that generally in order to have an Evil Twin, one of the pair has to NOT be evil. That’s </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fruittheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/107893703785134165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5934171&amp;postID=107893703785134165' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5934171/posts/default/107893703785134165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5934171/posts/default/107893703785134165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fruittheworld.blogspot.com/2004/03/yeah-yeah-i-know.html' title=''/><author><name>Kaelin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14330308468363661628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos23.flickr.com/26875978_f9c229a9f4.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5934171.post-107620140559269910</id><published>2004-02-07T16:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-07T16:52:30.046-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'm hanging out with Panda, waiting to go to Soundoff.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fruittheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/107620140559269910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5934171&amp;postID=107620140559269910' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5934171/posts/default/107620140559269910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5934171/posts/default/107620140559269910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fruittheworld.blogspot.com/2004/02/im-hanging-out-with-panda-waiting-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Kaelin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14330308468363661628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos23.flickr.com/26875978_f9c229a9f4.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5934171.post-107575499596099636</id><published>2004-02-02T12:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-02T12:52:13.356-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Allright, it’s official. Rauko and I are insane. You might not think that you can get into much trouble in Math class, but we’re pretty interesting people. It had already been determined that EHC’s computer was cheating on her with me. Now, there’s the matter of White-Out. Ah, White-Out. You can get high off it, you know. Rauko has before. Today, she was correcting a graph with it, when she </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fruittheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/107575499596099636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5934171&amp;postID=107575499596099636' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5934171/posts/default/107575499596099636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5934171/posts/default/107575499596099636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fruittheworld.blogspot.com/2004/02/allright-its-official.html' title=''/><author><name>Kaelin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14330308468363661628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos23.flickr.com/26875978_f9c229a9f4.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5934171.post-107568659962057174</id><published>2004-02-01T17:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-01T17:52:16.106-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Oh, gods. I forgot. I got some rather interesting quotes the other day. “Is the sun a planet?” No, you fucking imbecile! It’s a star!“What makes planets different from stars?” Well, stars have a huge nuclear power plant inside.“Are stars always in the sky, even when you can’t see them?” No. A little man comes around with a candle snuffer and puts them all out.“Can an eclipse get stuck partway</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fruittheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/107568659962057174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5934171&amp;postID=107568659962057174' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5934171/posts/default/107568659962057174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5934171/posts/default/107568659962057174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fruittheworld.blogspot.com/2004/02/oh-gods.html' title=''/><author><name>Kaelin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14330308468363661628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos23.flickr.com/26875978_f9c229a9f4.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5934171.post-107568612793004792</id><published>2004-02-01T17:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-01T17:47:39.013-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'm sorry I haven't updated forever. Well, if anyone actuallly reads this crap acount of my life. Why would they? It's not like i'm interesting.Anyway, New Years was sooooooo fun. For the most part. Panda was in Mexico and couldn't come, so that sucked. It was just me, EHC, Ria, and Rauko. And lots and lots and lost of pop and cookies and chocolate. And snow......What do you think happened?We </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fruittheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/107568612793004792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5934171&amp;postID=107568612793004792' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5934171/posts/default/107568612793004792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5934171/posts/default/107568612793004792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fruittheworld.blogspot.com/2004/02/im-sorry-i-havent-updated-forever.html' title=''/><author><name>Kaelin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14330308468363661628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos23.flickr.com/26875978_f9c229a9f4.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5934171.post-107016022923313321</id><published>2003-11-29T18:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-29T18:43:58.440-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>"A friend will bail you out of jail, a best friend will be in the next cell saying 'that was fucking awesome!'"</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fruittheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/107016022923313321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5934171&amp;postID=107016022923313321' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5934171/posts/default/107016022923313321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5934171/posts/default/107016022923313321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fruittheworld.blogspot.com/2003/11/friend-will-bail-you-out-of-jail-best.html' title=''/><author><name>Kaelin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14330308468363661628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos23.flickr.com/26875978_f9c229a9f4.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5934171.post-106773257884704000</id><published>2003-11-01T16:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-01T16:23:01.093-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Defenestrate. To throw something or someone out the window. It's my new favorite word. Halloween was fun last night, but it would have been funner if my friend and I had been allowed to freak out the preps. We had it all planned out too. We were going to say something along the lines of "I think my Tourettes is kicking in," and start running around, cussing out the preps. However, our other </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fruittheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/106773257884704000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5934171&amp;postID=106773257884704000' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5934171/posts/default/106773257884704000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5934171/posts/default/106773257884704000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fruittheworld.blogspot.com/2003/11/defenestrate.html' title=''/><author><name>Kaelin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14330308468363661628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos23.flickr.com/26875978_f9c229a9f4.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5934171.post-106738410864285137</id><published>2003-10-28T15:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-10-28T15:35:09.803-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Mwahahaha! I discovered the other night that when you crash into Mt. Rainier in Flight Simulator 2002, you bounce and roll over, and start sliding down the mountain.I'm feeling very proud of myself, because I figured out how to bring GPS up on Flight Sim today. Tuesday afternoons I get to play Filght Sim all afternoons in school.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fruittheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/106738410864285137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5934171&amp;postID=106738410864285137' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5934171/posts/default/106738410864285137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5934171/posts/default/106738410864285137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fruittheworld.blogspot.com/2003/10/mwahahaha-i-discovered-other-night.html' title=''/><author><name>Kaelin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14330308468363661628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos23.flickr.com/26875978_f9c229a9f4.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5934171.post-106670823418951682</id><published>2003-10-20T20:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-10-20T20:50:33.653-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Weird. I found someone on Elftown who has the same Tayledras usename as me, and is really cool. Now I find out that I've been reading her stories on FFN and have really been liking them. Even weirder? She's friends with one of my best friends, and only lives a street away from her. Really weird. It's a small world.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fruittheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/106670823418951682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5934171&amp;postID=106670823418951682' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5934171/posts/default/106670823418951682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5934171/posts/default/106670823418951682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fruittheworld.blogspot.com/2003/10/weird.html' title=''/><author><name>Kaelin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14330308468363661628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos23.flickr.com/26875978_f9c229a9f4.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5934171.post-106632042810916866</id><published>2003-10-16T09:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-10-16T09:07:08.250-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>School. It sucks. I think all of us know that. I've got one bright spot in my life, and that is that I might be able to take flying lessons.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fruittheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/106632042810916866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5934171&amp;postID=106632042810916866' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5934171/posts/default/106632042810916866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5934171/posts/default/106632042810916866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fruittheworld.blogspot.com/2003/10/school.html' title=''/><author><name>Kaelin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14330308468363661628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos23.flickr.com/26875978_f9c229a9f4.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5934171.post-106618970388513722</id><published>2003-10-14T20:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-11-01T16:34:54.006-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>An interesting collection of Gundam Wing, Duo-centric fanfictions I've been reading. RaygunWorks FanfictionCheck out "Having His Zucchini" by Zillie. It's hilarious, Heero/Duo, Trowa/Qatre. Most of the fics however, I would advise reading with your back to something so that nobody can read over your shoulder. My friends and I have taken to making code names for them, because some of the names </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fruittheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/106618970388513722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5934171&amp;postID=106618970388513722' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5934171/posts/default/106618970388513722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5934171/posts/default/106618970388513722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fruittheworld.blogspot.com/2003/10/interesting-collection-of-gundam-wing.html' title=''/><author><name>Kaelin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14330308468363661628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos23.flickr.com/26875978_f9c229a9f4.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5934171.post-106618541177853412</id><published>2003-10-14T19:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-10-14T20:37:53.886-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Gah. I hate school. People's comments in science today were so sad."What's a galaxy?""Aren't we the biggest galaxy?"I'm an astophysics nut, so I sat there with my head in my hands, amazed at the stupidity of these people. Fortunately, my seat is at the back of the room, so it wasn't too noticed. We had to watch a video that I'd already seen multiple times online, so i just looked for my </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fruittheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/106618541177853412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5934171&amp;postID=106618541177853412' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5934171/posts/default/106618541177853412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5934171/posts/default/106618541177853412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fruittheworld.blogspot.com/2003/10/gah.html' title=''/><author><name>Kaelin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14330308468363661628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos23.flickr.com/26875978_f9c229a9f4.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5934171.post-106601999769967473</id><published>2003-10-12T21:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-10-12T21:47:34.460-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>You know how private schools are supposed to make people smart and all that? Well, let's just say that in some cases, they don't work very well.Brilliant Quotes From My Classmates:"What kind of food is Mussolini?" This girl would make the worlds best cheerleader"You mean they had homosexuals back then?" Referring to the Holocaust"Are there 24 hours in a day, or 48?" I swear, that seventh </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fruittheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/106601999769967473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5934171&amp;postID=106601999769967473' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5934171/posts/default/106601999769967473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5934171/posts/default/106601999769967473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fruittheworld.blogspot.com/2003/10/you-know-how-private-schools-are.html' title=''/><author><name>Kaelin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14330308468363661628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos23.flickr.com/26875978_f9c229a9f4.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5934171.post-106601845725974018</id><published>2003-10-12T21:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-10-12T21:14:17.236-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Fuck the world. That might be my favorite thing to say. Or, if I'm at  the festering cesspit of all that is evil, also know as school, or "that hellhole," it's "fruit the world."I'm a fairly insane, teenage bookworm, who wants to be a hermit. I'm generally either sugar high, or depressed. Interesting, is it not? This is the site of my daily rants, with which I let out all my anger at the world </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fruittheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/106601845725974018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5934171&amp;postID=106601845725974018' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5934171/posts/default/106601845725974018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5934171/posts/default/106601845725974018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fruittheworld.blogspot.com/2003/10/fuck-world.html' title=''/><author><name>Kaelin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14330308468363661628</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos23.flickr.com/26875978_f9c229a9f4.jpg?v=0'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
