<?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-7000448034324720098</id><updated>2011-04-21T16:38:00.546-04:00</updated><title type='text'>180 Day Blog</title><subtitle type='html'>My senior year, as it passes by it pictures and text.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://180dayzaq.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7000448034324720098/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://180dayzaq.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7000448034324720098/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Zaq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06121481723567276398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SRamXhtW0wI/AAAAAAAAAIg/mU6P5gsnrLY/S220/n587252782_1645613_6072.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>107</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7000448034324720098.post-7765702137739187730</id><published>2009-02-06T23:22:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T23:28:39.300-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Speakerz</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SY0MrYXKp8I/AAAAAAAAAPg/3ah9BeiG4LA/s1600-h/DSC05295.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SY0MrYXKp8I/AAAAAAAAAPg/3ah9BeiG4LA/s320/DSC05295.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299906275898468290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was a halfway decent day, but once again I'm typing this with only a little bit of day to spare, so let's get rolling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Themes in Lit was interesting. How many times can you chew people out over the same thing before it gets old for you? We got to watch some more of the newer War of the Worlds, but only got so far. Dakota Fanning yelling out "IS IT THE TERRORISTS" was hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;AP Psych was sort of boring. We went over our next project and that was about it. Although, IO and I got Tierney to play the face game with us, but the face ended up getting a body and it was weird.&lt;br /&gt;Lunch was hilarious. For Tucker, IO, and myself at least. We still don't know why we were laughing so hard at it though.&lt;br /&gt;Mass Media was ok, even without Schoeff there, even though I did miss her. We just had busy work the entire time, although now we know about a Hitler Disco, and I wish I remembered the whole title.&lt;br /&gt;Econ was short because of the Pep Session, but we skipped SSR. We learned more about supply, and mixed it together to get Supply and Demand, go figure.&lt;br /&gt;We got released for the Pep session, and I immediately went to the sound booth to help. It was boring, but then again it was a pep session.&lt;br /&gt;Afterwards I helped tear down the portable sound box and took it back to the audiotorium.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See you monday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 Peace&lt;br /&gt;~Zaq&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Postscript: I was gonna get a different pic, but after I took this one, the camera kept lying and said the memory stick didn't exist. So there, a scene from the pep session.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7000448034324720098-7765702137739187730?l=180dayzaq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://180dayzaq.blogspot.com/feeds/7765702137739187730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7000448034324720098&amp;postID=7765702137739187730' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7000448034324720098/posts/default/7765702137739187730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7000448034324720098/posts/default/7765702137739187730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://180dayzaq.blogspot.com/2009/02/speakerz.html' title='Speakerz'/><author><name>Zaq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06121481723567276398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SRamXhtW0wI/AAAAAAAAAIg/mU6P5gsnrLY/S220/n587252782_1645613_6072.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SY0MrYXKp8I/AAAAAAAAAPg/3ah9BeiG4LA/s72-c/DSC05295.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7000448034324720098.post-6620691436682180134</id><published>2009-02-05T23:30:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T23:35:17.094-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Quick Typing</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SYu85QZBubI/AAAAAAAAAPY/4GvBezzr9lc/s1600-h/2509.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SYu85QZBubI/AAAAAAAAAPY/4GvBezzr9lc/s320/2509.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299537078370023858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's 11:30 PM. I only have a half hour to type this *walks away*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywho, today was a decent day depending on which points of it I was at, but it was alright, I guess.&lt;br /&gt;We had a sub in German, which allowed us to sit near friends, which was awesome, but he was full of s*** and kept making random racist comments about Europe that were failed attempts at being humorous. The only time he really was was after an assistance from me, saying someone was 26. He told us his name was Ed...&lt;br /&gt;Anywho, English was alright. We're not doing Poetry anymore, but are moving towards Slave Narratives. In the end, we just took some notes, and had a half hour to ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;Lunch was fun. Just overall fun. Couldn't get Kasey to join us because of Batka, but got to hang out with them probably equal time than with my table. Plus bosco sticks win.&lt;br /&gt;Film Lit was alright. Got the same spiel we did in Themes and then watched more of Citizen Kane. If she chewed people out less, then maybe we would've gotten it finished.&lt;br /&gt;Earth/Space was alright. Easy test. Majorly easy. And I had gotten the vocab done before the test, so I just read Maltese Falcon for the rest of class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CSz meeting after school, then rehearsal. Better time today though. I guess.&lt;br /&gt;The roads suck...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 Peace&lt;br /&gt;~Zaq&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Postscripts: I was taking random pics, and this one of Andy made me laugh, so I kept it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7000448034324720098-6620691436682180134?l=180dayzaq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://180dayzaq.blogspot.com/feeds/6620691436682180134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7000448034324720098&amp;postID=6620691436682180134' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7000448034324720098/posts/default/6620691436682180134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7000448034324720098/posts/default/6620691436682180134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://180dayzaq.blogspot.com/2009/02/quick-typing.html' title='Quick Typing'/><author><name>Zaq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06121481723567276398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SRamXhtW0wI/AAAAAAAAAIg/mU6P5gsnrLY/S220/n587252782_1645613_6072.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SYu85QZBubI/AAAAAAAAAPY/4GvBezzr9lc/s72-c/2509.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7000448034324720098.post-2543836418963030408</id><published>2009-02-05T23:22:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T23:29:54.324-05:00</updated><title type='text'>2/4/09</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SYu7HSePpgI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/431I9D7D4f4/s1600-h/2409.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 224px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SYu7HSePpgI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/431I9D7D4f4/s320/2409.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299535120423691778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone's birthday was today. As later told in AP Psych.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywho, the morning went by fast. Why? 2 hour delay. Got to school at 9:25 am and hung out with Kasey and Anthony until we went to class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Themes in Lit, we got chewed out then started watching the new War of the Worlds with Tom Cruise. Didn't get far because of the schedule, but we'll continue next time.&lt;br /&gt;At the beginning of AP Psych, IO wrote a list of people's names on the board for their birthdays being on 2/4&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY:&lt;br /&gt;BECCA&lt;br /&gt;LOGAN&lt;br /&gt;LIZ&lt;br /&gt;ZAQ's GMA&lt;br /&gt;ZAQ's COUSIN&lt;br /&gt;I laughed.&lt;br /&gt;Lunch was good. Tucker and I dragged Kasey to sit with us, who brought nothing to the table, but we'll get her to next time. Also, because of the 2 hour delay, Liz got to sit with us, which was awesome.&lt;br /&gt;Mass Media, we had the test, which I found amazingly easy. It was great. Afterwards, I asked IO to draw a picture for me seeing as how Carie wasn't there, and she did, which I used for the pic today. Schoeff gave  us our presentations back and I got 100%. Also our vocab. I missed one because I crossed it out and forgot to replace it with a letter...&lt;br /&gt;Econ was cool. Dickerson, Ryan, and I were discussing the most random things while we were doing our work. Also, Polar Pops are inelastic, just so you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to the Planetarium for one of the three normal homework visits and learned stuff I knew. But it was cool nonetheless.&lt;br /&gt;Then I went to Rehearsal, already in place.&lt;br /&gt;Then home.&lt;br /&gt;Where I watched Eagle Eye. Awesome movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 Peace&lt;br /&gt;~Zaq&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Postscript: IO's drawing. The scanner cut it off no matter what, but it says "I FREAKING LOVE TREEFROGS at the top. I'm just happy because the "I am the moon!" is still there.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7000448034324720098-2543836418963030408?l=180dayzaq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://180dayzaq.blogspot.com/feeds/2543836418963030408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7000448034324720098&amp;postID=2543836418963030408' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7000448034324720098/posts/default/2543836418963030408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7000448034324720098/posts/default/2543836418963030408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://180dayzaq.blogspot.com/2009/02/2409.html' title='2/4/09'/><author><name>Zaq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06121481723567276398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SRamXhtW0wI/AAAAAAAAAIg/mU6P5gsnrLY/S220/n587252782_1645613_6072.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SYu7HSePpgI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/431I9D7D4f4/s72-c/2409.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7000448034324720098.post-5796550685733431212</id><published>2009-02-05T23:17:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T23:22:31.292-05:00</updated><title type='text'>2/3/09</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SYu587xsDCI/AAAAAAAAAPI/1zmRYDCBxXY/s1600-h/2309.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SYu587xsDCI/AAAAAAAAAPI/1zmRYDCBxXY/s320/2309.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299533843020909602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This entire day, we believed that we were going to go home early and the next day would be another school closing. We were almost right in the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;German was alright, if not boring. However, at one point, inspiration came to me and I started writing this amazing poem that I posted up on DA. There's a supplement to it, but it will never be read past the two people who have read it and the one I've yet to show.&lt;br /&gt;English was boring. Emily Dickinson was just depressing. Her whole life. Depressing.&lt;br /&gt;Even lunch was boring, even though I love my Gold day lunch people.&lt;br /&gt;Film Lit was alright. We watched some of Citizen Kane which will probably always be regarded as one of the best classics of all time, and I fully agree with it. It was a very personal attack on someone at the time, but in the end, it gained the attention that it deserved.&lt;br /&gt;Between Film and Earth Science, we learned that we would get out of school at 2:45. And we did. Needless to say, Earth Science went by slowly nonetheless, but the work is easy. Drivers left at 2:45, and I was out of the parking lot at 3:10. Twenty five minutes...Yeesh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went home, watched a movie, went to bed. Nothing else really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 Peace&lt;br /&gt;~Zaq&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Postscript: For once, I didn't want IO to pose, and Carie wasn't either, so win-win.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7000448034324720098-5796550685733431212?l=180dayzaq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://180dayzaq.blogspot.com/feeds/5796550685733431212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7000448034324720098&amp;postID=5796550685733431212' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7000448034324720098/posts/default/5796550685733431212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7000448034324720098/posts/default/5796550685733431212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://180dayzaq.blogspot.com/2009/02/2309.html' title='2/3/09'/><author><name>Zaq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06121481723567276398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SRamXhtW0wI/AAAAAAAAAIg/mU6P5gsnrLY/S220/n587252782_1645613_6072.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SYu587xsDCI/AAAAAAAAAPI/1zmRYDCBxXY/s72-c/2309.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7000448034324720098.post-1734234290311657514</id><published>2009-02-05T23:07:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T23:17:26.131-05:00</updated><title type='text'>2/2/09</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SYu3sGH8oxI/AAAAAAAAAPA/NlM4FCX2Y_s/s1600-h/2209.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SYu3sGH8oxI/AAAAAAAAAPA/NlM4FCX2Y_s/s320/2209.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299531354717594386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Original Title: "Joe Butt Said I have a Silly Switch"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2/2/09 was an awesome day, and I wish I had the picture for it so that I would've remembered everything. It was amazing, and distracted me completely from any negative thoughts at the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Themes in Lit was alright that day. It was the low point of my day, actually, which is surprising, but then again Mrs. Parker is going a bit crazy...&lt;br /&gt;Second period is when it started to go awesome. AP Psych is an awesome class by itself, but it's better when I get the chance to hang out with IO. After getting our sources written down, IO and I found random personality surveys, and on whatever one she was on, she got ENPF, and it had a short article by a guy named Joe Butt. In it, Joe Butt said that ENPF people have "silly switches", causing IO to yell, "Joe Butt says I have a silly switch!" It was great.&lt;br /&gt;Before lunch and during lunch, IO kept telling people about her having a silly switch, and lunch was just awesome overall.&lt;br /&gt;In Mass Media, Schoeff had us split into groups for Mass Media Unit 1 Jeopardy! and IO and I made it our personal goal to beat everyone in the class combined. And not only did we do that with 3600 points, we almost doubled everyone else's scores combined. She owes us candy for that.&lt;br /&gt;After Mass Media, I didn't have IO in class anymore, so that part of the day went away, but I did have Econ. And I'm not entirely sure what we did that day besides learning the first part of the Demand chapter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school, we had rehearsal and then I went home. Rehearsal wasn't all that great, so 'm not writing anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywho, I hope this satisfys people who wanted more in these.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 Peace&lt;br /&gt;~Zaq&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Postscript: Tucker and IO at lunch. IO wanted to cross her eyes and stick out her tongue, and Tucker is just looking lost in thought&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7000448034324720098-1734234290311657514?l=180dayzaq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://180dayzaq.blogspot.com/feeds/1734234290311657514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7000448034324720098&amp;postID=1734234290311657514' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7000448034324720098/posts/default/1734234290311657514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7000448034324720098/posts/default/1734234290311657514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://180dayzaq.blogspot.com/2009/02/2209.html' title='2/2/09'/><author><name>Zaq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06121481723567276398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SRamXhtW0wI/AAAAAAAAAIg/mU6P5gsnrLY/S220/n587252782_1645613_6072.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SYu3sGH8oxI/AAAAAAAAAPA/NlM4FCX2Y_s/s72-c/2209.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7000448034324720098.post-2551845047311325688</id><published>2009-01-27T21:48:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T21:58:17.683-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Friggin Snow</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SX_HuIAM7RI/AAAAAAAAAO4/RYNHLSAyhjw/s1600-h/DSC05208.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SX_HuIAM7RI/AAAAAAAAAO4/RYNHLSAyhjw/s320/DSC05208.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296171282047233298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got to school at 7:30, which I figure is a good time for it. Went into the library and did my Mass Media homework. I love that class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Themes in Lit was alright. We finished the War of the Worlds panic film. It gave away the ending to another movie we're watching in Film Lit though...&lt;br /&gt;AP Psych was alright, but I hate when we just kinda sit there the whole time.&lt;br /&gt;Lunch was awesome.&lt;br /&gt;Mass Media was awesome like always. Well, not always, sometimes it's dull, but it was cool. I think IO and I did amazing on our project presentation, and Schoeff believes that even though I already love the class, I won't be fully in love until we get to advertisement.&lt;br /&gt;Econ was alright. Video presentation, and watching another game of Egyptian Rat Screw. That was hilarious. We got out slightly early too, but it didn't really matter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was really snowy. And difficult to get home. Then I got my hair cut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 Peace&lt;br /&gt;~Zaq&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Postscript: Logan, Anthony, Kasey, and Carie standing out in the bitter coldness. Evan was in Carie's car, and I was taking the picture.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7000448034324720098-2551845047311325688?l=180dayzaq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://180dayzaq.blogspot.com/feeds/2551845047311325688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7000448034324720098&amp;postID=2551845047311325688' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7000448034324720098/posts/default/2551845047311325688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7000448034324720098/posts/default/2551845047311325688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://180dayzaq.blogspot.com/2009/01/friggin-snow.html' title='Friggin Snow'/><author><name>Zaq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06121481723567276398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SRamXhtW0wI/AAAAAAAAAIg/mU6P5gsnrLY/S220/n587252782_1645613_6072.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SX_HuIAM7RI/AAAAAAAAAO4/RYNHLSAyhjw/s72-c/DSC05208.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7000448034324720098.post-1633889830364997000</id><published>2009-01-27T21:41:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T21:48:25.159-05:00</updated><title type='text'>1/26/09</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SX_F9pseq1I/AAAAAAAAAOw/Uey-5edWmEc/s1600-h/01-26-09_1534.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SX_F9pseq1I/AAAAAAAAAOw/Uey-5edWmEc/s320/01-26-09_1534.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296169349766097746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;German was good. The education of it, the actual class sucks. Everyone that I would talk to on a normal basis that's not PK is across the room and distracted, and PK just says random things, and I like conversations.&lt;br /&gt;English was alright too. I'm tired of poetry units in high school though.&lt;br /&gt;Lunch was alright.&lt;br /&gt;We finished watching clips in Film Lit, but that just makes me worry about next time.&lt;br /&gt;Earth/Space was decent, but only because of the experiment we did. Other classes didn't get it finished, which is weird because of how easy it was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school, we had rehearsal, which sucks...&lt;br /&gt;I mean doesn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean...um...LULULULU?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 Peace&lt;br /&gt;~Zaq&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Postscript: Let's hope no one who can fire the dude sees this&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7000448034324720098-1633889830364997000?l=180dayzaq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://180dayzaq.blogspot.com/feeds/1633889830364997000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7000448034324720098&amp;postID=1633889830364997000' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7000448034324720098/posts/default/1633889830364997000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7000448034324720098/posts/default/1633889830364997000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://180dayzaq.blogspot.com/2009/01/12609.html' title='1/26/09'/><author><name>Zaq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06121481723567276398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SRamXhtW0wI/AAAAAAAAAIg/mU6P5gsnrLY/S220/n587252782_1645613_6072.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SX_F9pseq1I/AAAAAAAAAOw/Uey-5edWmEc/s72-c/01-26-09_1534.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7000448034324720098.post-1417812440893308561</id><published>2009-01-23T20:02:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T20:25:22.500-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SXpowhALmII/AAAAAAAAAOg/gBUw1DukLfY/s1600-h/SANY0508.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SXpowhALmII/AAAAAAAAAOg/gBUw1DukLfY/s320/SANY0508.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294659494629578882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to say...I like the timestamp to prove.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was awesome. I had gotten a lot of sleep and am still pretty awake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got to school before Carie, which was surprising. She had gone to polar pop, but only got lemonade, which fails. I'm writing this because she reads :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Themes in Lit this morning. Nobody was there today, and we were watching the panic documentary about the War of the Worlds radio broadcast.&lt;br /&gt;Ap Psych, for the little time we were in there was alright. Then we went to a jazz concert. Gold Company, this awesome ensemble from Kalamazoo, Michigan put on an amazing performance, and there should be videos below. Really brought back my likeness for Jazz.&lt;br /&gt;Lunch was pretty epic. I used the power of Mozzi Sticks to gain a real lunch.&lt;br /&gt;Mass Media was alright. Vocab test was easy.&lt;br /&gt;Econ was also easy, and we watched this old cartoon called Return to Mocha, which I think was a 60s film to popularize rock n roll.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Readthru after school, and straight home only to leave and go to Bob Evans where I discussed Gold Company with our waitress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 Peace&lt;br /&gt;~Zaq&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Postscript: Every time I tried to take a pic of the singers, someone would step in front of me, so I took the shot with this guy had a solo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gold Company:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-434f1e1f9a1f8c9" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" 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href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=434f1e1f9a1f8c9&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://180dayzaq.blogspot.com/feeds/1417812440893308561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7000448034324720098&amp;postID=1417812440893308561' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7000448034324720098/posts/default/1417812440893308561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7000448034324720098/posts/default/1417812440893308561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://180dayzaq.blogspot.com/2009/01/im-going-to-say.html' title=''/><author><name>Zaq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06121481723567276398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SRamXhtW0wI/AAAAAAAAAIg/mU6P5gsnrLY/S220/n587252782_1645613_6072.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SXpowhALmII/AAAAAAAAAOg/gBUw1DukLfY/s72-c/SANY0508.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7000448034324720098.post-5166973991253017236</id><published>2009-01-23T19:32:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T19:39:59.569-05:00</updated><title type='text'>1/22/09</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SXph2wzi8sI/AAAAAAAAAOY/ye8LFpwe2_s/s1600-h/SANY0493.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SXph2wzi8sI/AAAAAAAAAOY/ye8LFpwe2_s/s320/SANY0493.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294651905369371330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just now noticed time stamp on camera. Nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywho, let's get rolling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;German was boring. But Frau was back. But it was still boring. So...meh?&lt;br /&gt;English was alright, we made posters based on a quote from either Emerson or Thoreau. That was alright I guess.&lt;br /&gt;Lunch was cool.&lt;br /&gt;Film Lit was pretty awesome. We got to show clips from movies, and I showed the "Chase the Morning" scene from Repo: The Genetic Opera. I also got Penguin to show The Time Warp from Rocky Horror Picture Show. It was great. Especially with Parker as the teacher.&lt;br /&gt;Earth/Space was boring, but I totally called the fire drill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got cast as Raccoon in the play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hung out with Carie and Anthony afterward, ate at Arbys with mom having a late night meeting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to sleep EAAAARLY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 Peace&lt;br /&gt;~Zaq&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Postscript: Anthony, Carie, and I in Carie's car. Notice I'm in the driver's seat. Steve is in the background.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7000448034324720098-5166973991253017236?l=180dayzaq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://180dayzaq.blogspot.com/feeds/5166973991253017236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7000448034324720098&amp;postID=5166973991253017236' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7000448034324720098/posts/default/5166973991253017236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7000448034324720098/posts/default/5166973991253017236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://180dayzaq.blogspot.com/2009/01/12209.html' title='1/22/09'/><author><name>Zaq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06121481723567276398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SRamXhtW0wI/AAAAAAAAAIg/mU6P5gsnrLY/S220/n587252782_1645613_6072.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SXph2wzi8sI/AAAAAAAAAOY/ye8LFpwe2_s/s72-c/SANY0493.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7000448034324720098.post-9183627293042310430</id><published>2009-01-21T20:45:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T20:52:11.768-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"It's pronounced GigglyElmo Macoroni"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SXfPvAJ1A3I/AAAAAAAAAOQ/FXgDmdi9NnI/s1600-h/DSC05205.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SXfPvAJ1A3I/AAAAAAAAAOQ/FXgDmdi9NnI/s320/DSC05205.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293928293399331698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got to school later than usual, which was weird because I went to bed EARLIER than usual. Odd...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finished August Rush in Themes. It was an amazing movie and you should see it if you enjoy awesome. Afterwards, we went to the library and screwed around on the laptops.&lt;br /&gt;AP Psych was a work day. Leswing should be back on Friday.&lt;br /&gt;Lunch was cool. We have the most random convos everyday (Because we have almost the same people everyday).&lt;br /&gt;Mass Media was awesome. We did our projects. My GIFs didn't work, which upset me because they were pretty awesome, but it was a good presentation anyway.&lt;br /&gt;Econ was fun. We played a game where we made jewelry and each group had different rules, and we'd switch around those rules each round. We started to make a comeback, but ended up losing by 24 points.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school I...went home. Holy crap. That's new.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ended up watching The Host, which is an amazing So. Korean monster film that has a lot of comic relief to go with the drama. It was amazingly awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 Peace&lt;br /&gt;~Zaq&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Postscript: Sitting in AP Psych&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7000448034324720098-9183627293042310430?l=180dayzaq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://180dayzaq.blogspot.com/feeds/9183627293042310430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7000448034324720098&amp;postID=9183627293042310430' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7000448034324720098/posts/default/9183627293042310430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7000448034324720098/posts/default/9183627293042310430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://180dayzaq.blogspot.com/2009/01/its-pronounced-gigglyelmo-macoroni.html' title='&quot;It&apos;s pronounced GigglyElmo Macoroni&quot;'/><author><name>Zaq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06121481723567276398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SRamXhtW0wI/AAAAAAAAAIg/mU6P5gsnrLY/S220/n587252782_1645613_6072.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SXfPvAJ1A3I/AAAAAAAAAOQ/FXgDmdi9NnI/s72-c/DSC05205.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7000448034324720098.post-5485996375306837890</id><published>2009-01-21T20:38:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T20:44:28.738-05:00</updated><title type='text'>1/20/09</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SXfOFoP-UjI/AAAAAAAAAOI/tFBVMJnuISM/s1600-h/01-20-09_0741.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SXfOFoP-UjI/AAAAAAAAAOI/tFBVMJnuISM/s320/01-20-09_0741.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293926483096392242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gold day. Break down. Tired. But not as tired as John here. But more about that later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;German sucked. Horribly. Sub. Sammy was gone. It was boring. Stupid inauguration.&lt;br /&gt;English was once again boring. Transcendentalist writing is long and boring.&lt;br /&gt;Lunch was alright.&lt;br /&gt;Film Lit was alright. Some people showed clips and then we watched the intro to "The Battle Over Citizen Kane".&lt;br /&gt;Earth/Space was alright. I like this unit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school, auditions took place. Earlier in the day, I had found out that Evan had the same monologue as me, so I just got another one and memorized it in about five minutes. And then I delivered it pretty well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afterwards, myself, IO, and Carie went to WalMart so Carie could buy REPO (Awesome movie), then Burger King to eat.&lt;br /&gt;Eventually, I went and hung out with Tucker and Anthony.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 Peace&lt;br /&gt;~Zaq&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Postscript: This is how John was for most of the morning.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7000448034324720098-5485996375306837890?l=180dayzaq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://180dayzaq.blogspot.com/feeds/5485996375306837890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7000448034324720098&amp;postID=5485996375306837890' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7000448034324720098/posts/default/5485996375306837890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7000448034324720098/posts/default/5485996375306837890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://180dayzaq.blogspot.com/2009/01/12009.html' title='1/20/09'/><author><name>Zaq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06121481723567276398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SRamXhtW0wI/AAAAAAAAAIg/mU6P5gsnrLY/S220/n587252782_1645613_6072.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SXfOFoP-UjI/AAAAAAAAAOI/tFBVMJnuISM/s72-c/01-20-09_0741.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7000448034324720098.post-6387517205818699570</id><published>2009-01-21T20:33:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T20:38:06.354-05:00</updated><title type='text'>1/19/09</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SXfM6lupOvI/AAAAAAAAAOA/mlp606143uw/s1600-h/01-19-09_1525.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SXfM6lupOvI/AAAAAAAAAOA/mlp606143uw/s320/01-19-09_1525.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293925193929538290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Came into school not knowing what the school day was gonna be. Turns out it was a Blue day, which was good for me, but IO freaked out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's see....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Started watching more of August Rush in Themes, but didn't get to finish it. Amazing movie.&lt;br /&gt;AP Psych, we had a sub due to the inauguration. It was alright, just did stuff on the computer.&lt;br /&gt;Lunch was alright. Liz has fourth lunch now though.&lt;br /&gt;Mass Media was fine, worked on some random article.&lt;br /&gt;Econ was boring. Hilarious, but boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school, I decided to go to the audition workshop and ended up being one of the critiques. That was fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Short post, but whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 Peace&lt;br /&gt;~Zaq&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Postscript: Tucker's arm. I was just trying to take a pic real quick.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7000448034324720098-6387517205818699570?l=180dayzaq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://180dayzaq.blogspot.com/feeds/6387517205818699570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7000448034324720098&amp;postID=6387517205818699570' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7000448034324720098/posts/default/6387517205818699570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7000448034324720098/posts/default/6387517205818699570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://180dayzaq.blogspot.com/2009/01/11909.html' title='1/19/09'/><author><name>Zaq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06121481723567276398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SRamXhtW0wI/AAAAAAAAAIg/mU6P5gsnrLY/S220/n587252782_1645613_6072.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SXfM6lupOvI/AAAAAAAAAOA/mlp606143uw/s72-c/01-19-09_1525.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7000448034324720098.post-3699953313775803780</id><published>2009-01-15T19:25:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T19:31:14.581-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh My God, It's A Mirage I'm Tellin' Y'all It's Sabotage</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SW_UEeLAZII/AAAAAAAAAN4/RJNd7vIkTnE/s1600-h/DSC05204.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SW_UEeLAZII/AAAAAAAAAN4/RJNd7vIkTnE/s320/DSC05204.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291681260467414146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up at 6:30 even though we were on a two hour delay. Got some Mass Media homework done early so I didn't have to worry about it on Monday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Warmed up Steve the Female Car while listening to my new mix. Pretty awesome if I do say so myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Themes in Lit, we finished Clint Eastwood's documentary and started on August Rush. Never seen it, but the first 15 minutes have me hooked and I can't wait until we get to watch the rest.&lt;br /&gt;AP Psych was alright, went over some random stuff. boring day. I missed the awesome day.&lt;br /&gt;Lunch was fun. Yay, fun.&lt;br /&gt;Mass Media was cool. I want the Millennium of Media song (Which is what I'm calling it) that we got to listen to.&lt;br /&gt;Econ was also fun. Simple game. S'alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school, hung out with Anthony and Carie for a bit before going home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started playing Kingdom of Loathing again, and got Anthony to play. he's been busy, so I farmed for him a bit. Playing a different class than usual is fun, and got me more addicted to the game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom is sick now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 Peace&lt;br /&gt;~Zaq&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Postscript: Liz looked like a bumblebee today. Even her eyeshadow was black and yellow. Took forever to get IO out of the pic&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7000448034324720098-3699953313775803780?l=180dayzaq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://180dayzaq.blogspot.com/feeds/3699953313775803780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7000448034324720098&amp;postID=3699953313775803780' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7000448034324720098/posts/default/3699953313775803780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7000448034324720098/posts/default/3699953313775803780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://180dayzaq.blogspot.com/2009/01/oh-my-god-its-mirage-im-tellin-yall-its.html' title='Oh My God, It&apos;s A Mirage I&apos;m Tellin&apos; Y&apos;all It&apos;s Sabotage'/><author><name>Zaq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06121481723567276398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SRamXhtW0wI/AAAAAAAAAIg/mU6P5gsnrLY/S220/n587252782_1645613_6072.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SW_UEeLAZII/AAAAAAAAAN4/RJNd7vIkTnE/s72-c/DSC05204.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7000448034324720098.post-1460678336922770294</id><published>2009-01-14T16:23:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T16:30:51.736-05:00</updated><title type='text'>*went to school today*</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SW5YF1v1rDI/AAAAAAAAANw/_485iRCnd4w/s1600-h/DSC05203.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SW5YF1v1rDI/AAAAAAAAANw/_485iRCnd4w/s320/DSC05203.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291263469557230642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The parking lot was dark. One light was on, and it was nowhere near where I park.&lt;br /&gt;So that was annoying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was told that what I had missed in Mass Media was the fact that I'm doing a report on the phonograph. Woo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;G1! German was alright. Got things done pretty quickly and ended up bored, forgetting to have grabbed War of the Worlds to read for Themes.&lt;br /&gt;G2! English was boring. I've read Walden. Didn't want to read it again.&lt;br /&gt;Lunch was alright. Didn't feel like eating the pizza (greasy) or the main course (ham and cheesy noodle (which depresses me, because they're soooo good)). So instead, I got the chicken tenders. Awesome choice.&lt;br /&gt;G3! Mr. McKenna came in and showed us some amateur films he's had a part of. They were pretty cool, especially the one he acted in which was a remake of H.P. Lovecraft's "The Picture in the House". It was sweet.&lt;br /&gt;G4! Earth/Space was forever boring. Always will be. SSR is back though, and I got to read a great deal of War of the Worlds. Gonna get all the reading done for Themes and the requirement for Film Lit before spring break, then finish the rest afterward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really snowy outside. Dangerous. Skidding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Snowball fight was fun though, and it's not that cold. Unless you're Anthony and snowball without gloves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 Peace&lt;br /&gt;~Zaq&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Postscript: Lunch shot. Got Carie while she was eating and IO when she was telling me not to take a shot because she wanted to pose somehow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7000448034324720098-1460678336922770294?l=180dayzaq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://180dayzaq.blogspot.com/feeds/1460678336922770294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7000448034324720098&amp;postID=1460678336922770294' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7000448034324720098/posts/default/1460678336922770294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7000448034324720098/posts/default/1460678336922770294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://180dayzaq.blogspot.com/2009/01/went-to-school-today.html' title='*went to school today*'/><author><name>Zaq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06121481723567276398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SRamXhtW0wI/AAAAAAAAAIg/mU6P5gsnrLY/S220/n587252782_1645613_6072.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SW5YF1v1rDI/AAAAAAAAANw/_485iRCnd4w/s72-c/DSC05203.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7000448034324720098.post-1478337091419484364</id><published>2009-01-13T20:17:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T20:19:52.630-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Bye bye 3 exempt a finals, oh well.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SW09IocsJuI/AAAAAAAAANo/sXbTQG7m_AE/s1600-h/sick.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SW09IocsJuI/AAAAAAAAANo/sXbTQG7m_AE/s320/sick.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290952355736200930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really don't care about having to miss one final. Most of my classes are English, so I'd only get about two anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my sickness carried on through the night and the next morning, I stayed home from school. Which was good because it hasn't really gone away until rather recently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not much to really say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Biggest Loser is stupid this season. It's not nice to send 9 people home at the beginning as a twist when they're there trying to lose weight and become healthier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 Peace&lt;br /&gt;~Zaq&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Postscript: It says it all&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7000448034324720098-1478337091419484364?l=180dayzaq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://180dayzaq.blogspot.com/feeds/1478337091419484364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7000448034324720098&amp;postID=1478337091419484364' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7000448034324720098/posts/default/1478337091419484364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7000448034324720098/posts/default/1478337091419484364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://180dayzaq.blogspot.com/2009/01/bye-bye-3-exempt-finals-oh-well.html' title='Bye bye 3 exempt a finals, oh well.'/><author><name>Zaq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06121481723567276398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SRamXhtW0wI/AAAAAAAAAIg/mU6P5gsnrLY/S220/n587252782_1645613_6072.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SW09IocsJuI/AAAAAAAAANo/sXbTQG7m_AE/s72-c/sick.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7000448034324720098.post-5127289706145319768</id><published>2009-01-13T20:10:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T20:16:50.243-05:00</updated><title type='text'>1/12/09</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SW07iOoHSQI/AAAAAAAAANg/XN0G653qYpc/s1600-h/DSC05202.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SW07iOoHSQI/AAAAAAAAANg/XN0G653qYpc/s320/DSC05202.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290950596458137858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's see what I can remember from yesterday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waited a bit for some people before school.&lt;br /&gt;Then went to class. Yay class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;German was cool. We got assigned seats though, which fails, but at least I'm by the door. Different perspectives are cool, and I don't have anyone behind me, which usually makes me paranoid.&lt;br /&gt;English was alright. More transcendentalism.&lt;br /&gt;Lunch was ok.&lt;br /&gt;Film Literature was cool. Finished Orson Welle's The Stranger. Amazing movie. Orson was an awesome actor and a brilliant director. His usage of  light was amazing. And him randomly drawing a swastika on the pad while all these people were after him was hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;Earth/Space was alright. No one really in my class. I sit by Mikey Tiller. Not sure how I feel about that yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of feel, I ended up being really really sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 Peace&lt;br /&gt;~Zaq&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Postscript: Schaefer's back in school, and her expression was amazing. IO and Leswing in the background are blurry though&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7000448034324720098-5127289706145319768?l=180dayzaq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://180dayzaq.blogspot.com/feeds/5127289706145319768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7000448034324720098&amp;postID=5127289706145319768' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7000448034324720098/posts/default/5127289706145319768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7000448034324720098/posts/default/5127289706145319768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://180dayzaq.blogspot.com/2009/01/11209.html' title='1/12/09'/><author><name>Zaq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06121481723567276398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SRamXhtW0wI/AAAAAAAAAIg/mU6P5gsnrLY/S220/n587252782_1645613_6072.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SW07iOoHSQI/AAAAAAAAANg/XN0G653qYpc/s72-c/DSC05202.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7000448034324720098.post-1205793854596447107</id><published>2009-01-10T11:34:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T11:43:28.845-05:00</updated><title type='text'>1/09/09</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SWjO8sb7RjI/AAAAAAAAANY/cgYOg9PvqDI/s1600-h/DSC05201.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SWjO8sb7RjI/AAAAAAAAANY/cgYOg9PvqDI/s320/DSC05201.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289705304462411314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;----------------&lt;br /&gt;Now playing: &lt;a href="http://www.foxytunes.com/artist/-/track/deaf+pedestrians-idiot" title="'Deaf Pedestrians-Idiot' - open on FoxyTunes Planet"&gt;Deaf Pedestrians-Idiot&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-style: italic; font-size: 10px;"&gt;via &lt;a style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);" href="http://www.foxytunes.com/signatunes/" title="FoxyTunes - Web of music at your fingertips"&gt;FoxyTunes&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to school, chilled with random people.&lt;br /&gt;Finally, a blue day where we go in order of the classes though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Themes in Literature, we got our novels for the semester, and watched some of Clint Eastwood's documentary. It's pretty good.&lt;br /&gt;AP Psych, we got the information for our final, and all the stuff we're going to do leading up to it. We also got assigned seats, so I don't get my awesome pot against the wall.&lt;br /&gt;Lunch was alright.&lt;br /&gt;Mass Media, we got assigned seats, where it turns out alphabetically gets me to sit by IO. We also talked a lot about advertisement we've seen just that day, and made a timeline of major media events.&lt;br /&gt;Finally, Econ. Bruck went over a bunch of stuff. The dude is awesome. Econ is going to be sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school, Carie, Anthony and I went to BK and then to the movies to see The Unborn. It was pretty good, apparently good enough to scare everyone else, giving me fodder to laugh at them.&lt;br /&gt;----------------&lt;br /&gt;Now playing: &lt;a href="http://www.foxytunes.com/artist/semisonic/track/closing+time" title="'Semisonic - Closing Time' - open on FoxyTunes Planet"&gt;Semisonic - Closing Time&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-style: italic; font-size: 10px;"&gt;via &lt;a style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);" href="http://www.foxytunes.com/signatunes/" title="FoxyTunes - Web of music at your fingertips"&gt;FoxyTunes&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hung out for a little bit after that, then headed home, crashing pretty early.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 Peace&lt;br /&gt;~Zaq&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Postscript: Carie had never had a Whopper before (Nor a big mac, but McDonald's sucks). Here's the pic of her first bite of a whopper ever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7000448034324720098-1205793854596447107?l=180dayzaq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://180dayzaq.blogspot.com/feeds/1205793854596447107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7000448034324720098&amp;postID=1205793854596447107' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7000448034324720098/posts/default/1205793854596447107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7000448034324720098/posts/default/1205793854596447107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://180dayzaq.blogspot.com/2009/01/10909.html' title='1/09/09'/><author><name>Zaq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06121481723567276398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SRamXhtW0wI/AAAAAAAAAIg/mU6P5gsnrLY/S220/n587252782_1645613_6072.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SWjO8sb7RjI/AAAAAAAAANY/cgYOg9PvqDI/s72-c/DSC05201.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7000448034324720098.post-4831180931615351702</id><published>2009-01-08T20:40:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T20:48:05.294-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Today was awesome.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SWarENWGVfI/AAAAAAAAANI/gR1IJfJg6is/s1600-h/1710.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SWarENWGVfI/AAAAAAAAANI/gR1IJfJg6is/s320/1710.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289102901183403506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think my productiveness yesterday is what made me tired early, so I will no longer be productive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or not...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was cool. Woke up early, feeling good, ended up getting to school 10 minutes earlier than usual, no matter what the snow thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cake is a lie, by the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Started out the day with German 1 which just makes me happy. I love German, and I get it with the coolest teacher, and PK and Sammy. Kasey is there too, but she was late to class today.&lt;br /&gt;Had English next. I technically have two teachers, because Mr. Jacobs includes himself in on Bunnell's convos to mess with her. It's great, and helps people pay attention. Some cool people in there, but the only one who is near me is Emily.&lt;br /&gt;First lunch with IO, Jake,Penguin, Hannah (familiar), Mike, Sammy, and someone else I believe.&lt;br /&gt;Film Lit is amazing. I can't believe I get to take it and the continuation class at the same time. Get to? Sorry, have to. Stupid school&lt;br /&gt;Last but not least. Actually, least. Earth/Space. Cool kids though, and we don't have to mess with rocks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went over to Anthony's. Best game of this or that ever.&lt;br /&gt;Then went to Bamboo Garden with mom. Saw Becca. She spoke French.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 Peace&lt;br /&gt;~Zaq&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Postscript: It's weird. Normally Sammy has a weird face and PK looks stoned...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7000448034324720098-4831180931615351702?l=180dayzaq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://180dayzaq.blogspot.com/feeds/4831180931615351702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7000448034324720098&amp;postID=4831180931615351702' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7000448034324720098/posts/default/4831180931615351702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7000448034324720098/posts/default/4831180931615351702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://180dayzaq.blogspot.com/2009/01/today-was-awesome.html' title='Today was awesome.'/><author><name>Zaq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06121481723567276398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SRamXhtW0wI/AAAAAAAAAIg/mU6P5gsnrLY/S220/n587252782_1645613_6072.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SWarENWGVfI/AAAAAAAAANI/gR1IJfJg6is/s72-c/1710.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7000448034324720098.post-225104531180714939</id><published>2009-01-08T20:33:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T20:40:12.249-05:00</updated><title type='text'>1/07/09</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SWapeNuCAXI/AAAAAAAAANA/99jjJLKNfqI/s1600-h/1709.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SWapeNuCAXI/AAAAAAAAANA/99jjJLKNfqI/s320/1709.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289101148937126258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry. Went to bed fairly early on 1/7 hence the day late thing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But hey, it's only a day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did my last final, which wasn't really a final. Then watched a movie/slept in the audiotorium thanks to exempting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First lunch. Have it with IO, Jake, Penguin, Liz, Hannah, and Tucker&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3rd period first. Mass Media is going to be an awesome class. Schoeff is an awesome teacher, and I have it with IO and Lauren Sample&lt;br /&gt;First period second. Themes in Literature. Parker is a good teacher when you are her favorite or into the class, so I'm good. Taylor, Penguin, and a few others.&lt;br /&gt;Ap Psych is going to be awesome. Rachael W., IO, Frankie, Sarah, and a few others plus Leswing is cool.&lt;br /&gt;Finally Econ. The only teacher I really don't know about. I've talked to him and he's cool, and the class is cool, but we'll see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No Foxytunes, not listening to music for once.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 Peace&lt;br /&gt;~Zaq&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Postscript: Took a quick pic. And now everyone has a close up goofy pic of Ellen. Yay.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7000448034324720098-225104531180714939?l=180dayzaq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://180dayzaq.blogspot.com/feeds/225104531180714939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7000448034324720098&amp;postID=225104531180714939' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7000448034324720098/posts/default/225104531180714939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7000448034324720098/posts/default/225104531180714939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://180dayzaq.blogspot.com/2009/01/10709.html' title='1/07/09'/><author><name>Zaq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06121481723567276398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SRamXhtW0wI/AAAAAAAAAIg/mU6P5gsnrLY/S220/n587252782_1645613_6072.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SWapeNuCAXI/AAAAAAAAANA/99jjJLKNfqI/s72-c/1709.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7000448034324720098.post-1877317688435901011</id><published>2009-01-06T18:30:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T18:35:27.321-05:00</updated><title type='text'>FoxyTunes is awesome</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SWPp4TvYt3I/AAAAAAAAAM4/USCZSkHj4yo/s1600-h/DSC05196.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SWPp4TvYt3I/AAAAAAAAAM4/USCZSkHj4yo/s320/DSC05196.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288327541044066162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;----------------&lt;br /&gt;Now playing: &lt;a href="http://www.foxytunes.com/artist/alien+ant+farm/track/smooth+criminal" title="'Alien Ant Farm - Smooth Criminal' - open on FoxyTunes Planet"&gt;Alien Ant Farm - Smooth Criminal&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-style: italic; font-size: 10px;"&gt;via &lt;a style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);" href="http://www.foxytunes.com/signatunes/" title="FoxyTunes - Web of music at your fingertips"&gt;FoxyTunes&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It rained ice. I has scraped off my windows and they were instantly ice a moment later. It was crazy.&lt;br /&gt;Didn't have a second period final, so my first class was nothingness. Watched Narnia. Kind of. Fell asleep XD.&lt;br /&gt;Lunch was fine.&lt;br /&gt;Earth/Space final was easy. Way too easy. Anyone who exempted it made a bad choice.&lt;br /&gt;Creative Final was easy too, but it was cool getting to read something I had written two weeks ago. It was pretty good. It was technically a fanfic, or a remake depending on how you look at it. But it was good.&lt;br /&gt;----------------&lt;br /&gt;Now playing: &lt;a href="http://www.foxytunes.com/artist/the+hives/track/walk+idiot+walk" title="'The Hives - Walk Idiot Walk' - open on FoxyTunes Planet"&gt;The Hives - Walk Idiot Walk&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-style: italic; font-size: 10px;"&gt;via &lt;a style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);" href="http://www.foxytunes.com/signatunes/" title="FoxyTunes - Web of music at your fingertips"&gt;FoxyTunes&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FoxyTunes is addicting. I'm not going to lie. I can listen to my music without opening a whole bunch of stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 Peace&lt;br /&gt;~Zaq&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Postscript: I wanted to get a pic of Mr. Jacobs, but he saw Leswing and went, "hey get my friend Phil in there." Leswing tried to run, but in the end succumbed to peer pressure. Success.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7000448034324720098-1877317688435901011?l=180dayzaq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://180dayzaq.blogspot.com/feeds/1877317688435901011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7000448034324720098&amp;postID=1877317688435901011' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7000448034324720098/posts/default/1877317688435901011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7000448034324720098/posts/default/1877317688435901011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://180dayzaq.blogspot.com/2009/01/foxytunes-is-awesome.html' title='FoxyTunes is awesome'/><author><name>Zaq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06121481723567276398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SRamXhtW0wI/AAAAAAAAAIg/mU6P5gsnrLY/S220/n587252782_1645613_6072.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SWPp4TvYt3I/AAAAAAAAAM4/USCZSkHj4yo/s72-c/DSC05196.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7000448034324720098.post-5781351866746439786</id><published>2009-01-06T01:11:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T01:17:17.705-05:00</updated><title type='text'>1-5-09</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SWL2Rnt8lXI/AAAAAAAAAMw/eVOYlCOYfvc/s1600-h/01-05-09_1508.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SWL2Rnt8lXI/AAAAAAAAAMw/eVOYlCOYfvc/s320/01-05-09_1508.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288059695066289522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now playing: &lt;a href="http://www.foxytunes.com/artist/%28acoustic%29+rise+against/track/swing+life+away" title="'(Acoustic) Rise Against - Swing Life Away' - open on FoxyTunes Planet"&gt;(Acoustic) Rise Against - Swing Life Away&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-style: italic;font-size:10;" &gt;via &lt;a style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);" href="http://www.foxytunes.com/signatunes/" title="FoxyTunes - Web of music at your fingertips"&gt;FoxyTunes&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up at 6:30 today, which hasn't happened for the last two weeks. School is back. The question? Is this second semester yet?&lt;br /&gt;----------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay. Finals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First off, I ended up forgetting my locker combo, turns out i was two numbers off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  English final was easy. Got to spend most of the time hanging out with people.&lt;br /&gt;Went to first lunch since I exempted Ap Psych. Hung out with Ellen. Went back. Watched a half hour of Cool Runnings, then went to my actual lunch, third lunch.&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, German final. I feel like I did awesome on it. About ten minutes from the end of the day, we had a blackout. Hilarious. Not the first time either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 Peace&lt;br /&gt;~Zaq&lt;br /&gt; ---------------- Now playing: &lt;a href="http://www.foxytunes.com/artist/three+days+grace/track/riot" title="'Three Days Grace - Riot' - open on FoxyTunes Planet"&gt;Three Days Grace - Riot&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-style: italic;font-size:10;" &gt;via &lt;a style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);" href="http://www.foxytunes.com/signatunes/" title="FoxyTunes - Web of music at your fingertips"&gt;FoxyTunes&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Postscript: Pic taken during blackout. Quick race to find Carie and take pic. By the way, thanks to foxytunes, I can stamp almost anything on the interwebz with what I'm currently listening to. It'll probably end up annoying you at sometime. Fair warning. I listen on random too, so don't judge.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7000448034324720098-5781351866746439786?l=180dayzaq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://180dayzaq.blogspot.com/feeds/5781351866746439786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7000448034324720098&amp;postID=5781351866746439786' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7000448034324720098/posts/default/5781351866746439786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7000448034324720098/posts/default/5781351866746439786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://180dayzaq.blogspot.com/2009/01/1-5-09.html' title='1-5-09'/><author><name>Zaq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06121481723567276398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SRamXhtW0wI/AAAAAAAAAIg/mU6P5gsnrLY/S220/n587252782_1645613_6072.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SWL2Rnt8lXI/AAAAAAAAAMw/eVOYlCOYfvc/s72-c/01-05-09_1508.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7000448034324720098.post-5522604559995856874</id><published>2008-12-19T23:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T23:28:16.232-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Just in time</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SUxzw2ppRcI/AAAAAAAAAMo/YfzM9vKq9vM/s1600-h/DSC05117.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SUxzw2ppRcI/AAAAAAAAAMo/YfzM9vKq9vM/s320/DSC05117.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281723746139850178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, getting the blog in on time. Would've been up sooner, but Carie wants to have life??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So for the past two days (hence why I'm missing a Thursday and a Wednesday), we've had ice days. Not snow, ice. Well...Thursday was pretty clear, not gonna lie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywho, today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The half day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without finals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey everyone, let's go to all 8 classes for 20 minutes each.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B1-Pointless&lt;br /&gt;B2-Pointless&lt;br /&gt;B3-Pointless&lt;br /&gt;B4-Pointless&lt;br /&gt;G1-Pointless&lt;br /&gt;G2-Pointless&lt;br /&gt;G3-Pointless&lt;br /&gt;G4-Pointless&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry that it has to end on this note, gaiz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See you next semester.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 Peace&lt;br /&gt;~Zaq&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Postscript: IO was being sad, I went to take pic of sad face, Sammy jumped in, IO laughed as I took it. Greatest pic ever.Took it in German&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7000448034324720098-5522604559995856874?l=180dayzaq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://180dayzaq.blogspot.com/feeds/5522604559995856874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7000448034324720098&amp;postID=5522604559995856874' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7000448034324720098/posts/default/5522604559995856874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7000448034324720098/posts/default/5522604559995856874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://180dayzaq.blogspot.com/2008/12/just-in-time.html' title='Just in time'/><author><name>Zaq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06121481723567276398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SRamXhtW0wI/AAAAAAAAAIg/mU6P5gsnrLY/S220/n587252782_1645613_6072.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SUxzw2ppRcI/AAAAAAAAAMo/YfzM9vKq9vM/s72-c/DSC05117.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7000448034324720098.post-1578791279952704044</id><published>2008-12-16T21:24:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T21:29:55.427-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Scapegoat to rock the boat, yea, we need someone expendable</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SUhjDR4hrKI/AAAAAAAAAMg/_EiFP7YJJqo/s1600-h/HPIM0493.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 271px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SUhjDR4hrKI/AAAAAAAAAMg/_EiFP7YJJqo/s320/HPIM0493.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280579471083154594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Title is from a song called "Locking Up the Sun" by Poets of the Fall. Check it out. Also check out "Roses" by them. Great band. Haven't found a song I don't like yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up this morning, joyous of lack of ice on car. It was beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;Japanese was Jeopardy! styled. Last Japanese class ever, and it was Jeopardy! Ouch...&lt;br /&gt;Followed by that, was my last High School Match Class ever. Even though all we did was review, it was awesome. Going to miss the people I hung out with in there.&lt;br /&gt;Lunch was alright. Our school needs to get better food. Stupid funding and lack of care for the American Schoolchildren.&lt;br /&gt;Earth/Space was straight up boring. Nothing in that class.&lt;br /&gt;In Creative Writing, we spent the entire time writing a short story. Our final is going to be analyzing that story. I took the "Red Horse" virus from NIN: Year Zero and wrote about a girl as she experienced the symptoms until her eventual death.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school, went to Anthony's for a bit. Then went home. Fell asleep. Woke up at 8:42.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 Peace&lt;br /&gt;~Zaq&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Postscript: Brandon watching television at his house. Woo. Random picture shot.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7000448034324720098-1578791279952704044?l=180dayzaq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://180dayzaq.blogspot.com/feeds/1578791279952704044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7000448034324720098&amp;postID=1578791279952704044' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7000448034324720098/posts/default/1578791279952704044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7000448034324720098/posts/default/1578791279952704044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://180dayzaq.blogspot.com/2008/12/scapegoat-to-rock-boat-yea-we-need.html' title='Scapegoat to rock the boat, yea, we need someone expendable'/><author><name>Zaq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06121481723567276398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SRamXhtW0wI/AAAAAAAAAIg/mU6P5gsnrLY/S220/n587252782_1645613_6072.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SUhjDR4hrKI/AAAAAAAAAMg/_EiFP7YJJqo/s72-c/HPIM0493.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7000448034324720098.post-5056478708030676076</id><published>2008-12-15T23:07:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T23:12:48.503-05:00</updated><title type='text'>88? 94??? WHAT THE HECK??</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SUcpgqTRV2I/AAAAAAAAAMY/u1uAUveiPpQ/s1600-h/DSC05116.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SUcpgqTRV2I/AAAAAAAAAMY/u1uAUveiPpQ/s320/DSC05116.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280234729202866018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I almost spaced typing this which would've caused me to go back to being behind quite epically.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up this morning, on my AP Psych book. First time I've fell asleep doing homework, I tell ya. Weird experience. Followed Sammy most of the way to school too.&lt;br /&gt;W131 was cool. IO got to do her presentation and her group was pretty awesome, especially the clips. They had a good topic, and they used that to their advantage.&lt;br /&gt;In English, we had a sub, so essentially nothing was done. Hilarious. I did find my schedule for next semester though, and have three classes with IO, with two of them being third period, therefore having lunch with her. No math too. Next semester will rock.&lt;br /&gt;AP Psychology was boring. After turning in work, we had the period to ourselves. It was boring, simply boring.&lt;br /&gt;German was awesome. I really wished I had taken it my Freshmen year and continued from there. Apparently, I'm a natural with it, and I simply love the class and the language.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Friday, I found out that there are only 88 days this semester. So to have the 180 day necessary, we'd have to have 92 next semester. However, when someone was counting next semester, they said 94 days. So if this becomes a 182 day blog, so be it. But I'm not changing the name. Let it be a misnomer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 Peace&lt;br /&gt;~Zaq&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Postscript: Saw Cameron after German. Got the camera from Carie and took this shot, Sammy came out of nowhere.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7000448034324720098-5056478708030676076?l=180dayzaq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://180dayzaq.blogspot.com/feeds/5056478708030676076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7000448034324720098&amp;postID=5056478708030676076' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7000448034324720098/posts/default/5056478708030676076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7000448034324720098/posts/default/5056478708030676076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://180dayzaq.blogspot.com/2008/12/88-94-what-heck.html' title='88? 94??? WHAT THE HECK??'/><author><name>Zaq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06121481723567276398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SRamXhtW0wI/AAAAAAAAAIg/mU6P5gsnrLY/S220/n587252782_1645613_6072.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SUcpgqTRV2I/AAAAAAAAAMY/u1uAUveiPpQ/s72-c/DSC05116.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7000448034324720098.post-4726829669720012226</id><published>2008-12-12T23:05:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T23:12:45.270-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I CAN HAS TITLE???</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SUM0uwU8DbI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/qiYjL4bzLGc/s1600-h/12.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SUM0uwU8DbI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/qiYjL4bzLGc/s320/12.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279121166059703730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woo! I get to write in present time again. Sa-weet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up slightly late. Took forever to scrape my windshield. Thanks to mom for scraping my normal windows for me while I was still upstairs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Japanese was fun. Played a bunch of random card games after work was completed. Benefits working with Billy at translation. Sensei began teaching me how to play Euchre, but the bell rang early, we forgot about SSR.&lt;br /&gt;Algebra 2 went swimingly. It was another work 'til you drop things, but the conversations are always fun in there.&lt;br /&gt;Lunch was boring. There were three of us at the table. Quite empty today.&lt;br /&gt;Earth/Space sucked. I hate rocks. Minerals. They can all go melt in a volcano, and become a different kind of rock.&lt;br /&gt;Creative Writing, we read from our notebooks. I got to read my take of dissection, and the reactions from people was awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school, I cleaned up backstage while IO began painting the last cutout. We kept going to the German Club Party to get food to bring back. We eventually finished and decided to bring them to Frau, who loved them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After this, IO and I went to go see the remake of "The Day the Earth Stood Still" which was awesome. Apparently Keanu does say "Klaatu barada nikto" but they played it backwards and it was at the beginning when Klaatu gets shot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went to Mozzis with some people, and as we were leaving saw another person we knew, Allison.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been awhile since I've gotten to write a full one. That was fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 Peace&lt;br /&gt;~Zaq&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Postscript: You can see my awesome cutout work as IO is painting it. She is excited as well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7000448034324720098-4726829669720012226?l=180dayzaq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://180dayzaq.blogspot.com/feeds/4726829669720012226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7000448034324720098&amp;postID=4726829669720012226' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7000448034324720098/posts/default/4726829669720012226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7000448034324720098/posts/default/4726829669720012226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://180dayzaq.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-can-has-title.html' title='I CAN HAS TITLE???'/><author><name>Zaq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06121481723567276398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SRamXhtW0wI/AAAAAAAAAIg/mU6P5gsnrLY/S220/n587252782_1645613_6072.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SUM0uwU8DbI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/qiYjL4bzLGc/s72-c/12.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7000448034324720098.post-6781982416386281723</id><published>2008-12-12T23:00:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T23:04:57.492-05:00</updated><title type='text'>12/11</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SUMzkktRD7I/AAAAAAAAAMI/4Yk0695yUKc/s1600-h/11.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SUMzkktRD7I/AAAAAAAAAMI/4Yk0695yUKc/s320/11.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279119891630198706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday. You'd think it would be more burned into my memory, being yesterday, but you would be wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, I do remember it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Filler space=win&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;W131. Presentation. We went after the awesome one. Not fair. We did good for what we set out to do, so meh.&lt;br /&gt;English, watched the PBS Scarlet Letter. Horrible. And we get to continue next time.&lt;br /&gt;AP Psych, some talked out finishing touches to our project. All actual work to be done at home.&lt;br /&gt;German? AWESOME. I made a Christmas card that had a pair of bloodshot eyes that stated "St. Niklaus ist Wachen Du (St. Nicholas is watching you).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school, I helped (and by help, I mean do all) IO cut out her picture things for Frau Clements. A few cuts, a few splinters, a bruised hand, but it got done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 Peace&lt;br /&gt;~Zaq&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Postscript: I had the camera on zoom by accident. Frankie ws closer than the camera thought.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7000448034324720098-6781982416386281723?l=180dayzaq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://180dayzaq.blogspot.com/feeds/6781982416386281723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7000448034324720098&amp;postID=6781982416386281723' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7000448034324720098/posts/default/6781982416386281723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7000448034324720098/posts/default/6781982416386281723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://180dayzaq.blogspot.com/2008/12/1211.html' title='12/11'/><author><name>Zaq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06121481723567276398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SRamXhtW0wI/AAAAAAAAAIg/mU6P5gsnrLY/S220/n587252782_1645613_6072.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SUMzkktRD7I/AAAAAAAAAMI/4Yk0695yUKc/s72-c/11.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7000448034324720098.post-7420729541855686761</id><published>2008-12-12T22:57:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T23:00:42.757-05:00</updated><title type='text'>12/10</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SUMymAOfboI/AAAAAAAAAMA/mhUc0gF9A_E/s1600-h/10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SUMymAOfboI/AAAAAAAAAMA/mhUc0gF9A_E/s320/10.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279118816685551234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still not feeling that well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gold day though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Japanese. Did work, then played cards.&lt;br /&gt;Algebra 2, strictly work period. Kind of.&lt;br /&gt;Lunch was hilarious for some reason.&lt;br /&gt;Earth/Space sucked. I hate rock work. it's so boring.&lt;br /&gt;Creative Writing, finished Freedom Writers. At the beginning, Mrs. heck said that the she didn't like the white kid's role because he seemed holier-than-thou compared to the non-white students. And she's wrong. The kid had his own problems. He was the slacker of his group. He was afraid, and he was shy. There was no "I'm better than you." Our test was a takehome test though, so that's good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school, we had an ITS/DC meeting. That took forever. I then met up with my W131 group and we went to the public library for awhile, even though I ended up getting my portion done at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 Peace&lt;br /&gt;~Zaq&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Postscript: Mr. Jacobs talking during the ITS/DC meeting.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7000448034324720098-7420729541855686761?l=180dayzaq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://180dayzaq.blogspot.com/feeds/7420729541855686761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7000448034324720098&amp;postID=7420729541855686761' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7000448034324720098/posts/default/7420729541855686761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7000448034324720098/posts/default/7420729541855686761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://180dayzaq.blogspot.com/2008/12/1210.html' title='12/10'/><author><name>Zaq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06121481723567276398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SRamXhtW0wI/AAAAAAAAAIg/mU6P5gsnrLY/S220/n587252782_1645613_6072.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SUMymAOfboI/AAAAAAAAAMA/mhUc0gF9A_E/s72-c/10.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7000448034324720098.post-6734112716441540270</id><published>2008-12-12T22:53:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T22:56:55.967-05:00</updated><title type='text'>12/09</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SUMx0pHurwI/AAAAAAAAAL4/a72Rb5yGBjk/s1600-h/09.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SUMx0pHurwI/AAAAAAAAAL4/a72Rb5yGBjk/s320/09.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279117968669585154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Half day. If it was longer, I would've risked the exempt a final, because I was sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;W131, first group's presentation. Our group freaking out, promising to meet up the next day after school to work.&lt;br /&gt;English, finished up stupid project.&lt;br /&gt;Ap Psych, still working on group project. I got assigned the boring, drawn out job.&lt;br /&gt;German was cool German is always cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This ranks as one of my all time least favorite half days. I was sick, so I went home. That;s it. Didn't hang out with anyone. Just stayed home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 Peace&lt;br /&gt;~Zaq&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Postscript: IO wanted to be in the pic, but at the last moment, I took a pic of the guy on the ladder. IO still exists though.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7000448034324720098-6734112716441540270?l=180dayzaq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://180dayzaq.blogspot.com/feeds/6734112716441540270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7000448034324720098&amp;postID=6734112716441540270' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7000448034324720098/posts/default/6734112716441540270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7000448034324720098/posts/default/6734112716441540270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://180dayzaq.blogspot.com/2008/12/1209.html' title='12/09'/><author><name>Zaq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06121481723567276398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SRamXhtW0wI/AAAAAAAAAIg/mU6P5gsnrLY/S220/n587252782_1645613_6072.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SUMx0pHurwI/AAAAAAAAAL4/a72Rb5yGBjk/s72-c/09.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7000448034324720098.post-8331946850700564461</id><published>2008-12-12T22:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T22:53:30.682-05:00</updated><title type='text'>12/08</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SUMxOQ-RWUI/AAAAAAAAALw/Fso9BH7sPas/s1600-h/08.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SUMxOQ-RWUI/AAAAAAAAALw/Fso9BH7sPas/s320/08.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279117309352433986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Japanese was alright. Kind of boring.&lt;br /&gt;Algebra 2, we took a quiz and then started on the review stuff. Yay for having to do the review even though I'm exempting the final.&lt;br /&gt;Earth/Space. Surprise, we're doing rocks this semester. Crap.&lt;br /&gt;Creative Writing, started watching Freedom Writers. It was a good movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing really extra.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 Peace&lt;br /&gt;~Zaq&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Postscript: I got Ellen to take a picture. I had to be in it=downfall. Worth her smile though.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7000448034324720098-8331946850700564461?l=180dayzaq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://180dayzaq.blogspot.com/feeds/8331946850700564461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7000448034324720098&amp;postID=8331946850700564461' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7000448034324720098/posts/default/8331946850700564461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7000448034324720098/posts/default/8331946850700564461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://180dayzaq.blogspot.com/2008/12/1208.html' title='12/08'/><author><name>Zaq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06121481723567276398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SRamXhtW0wI/AAAAAAAAAIg/mU6P5gsnrLY/S220/n587252782_1645613_6072.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SUMxOQ-RWUI/AAAAAAAAALw/Fso9BH7sPas/s72-c/08.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7000448034324720098.post-4287286578194590048</id><published>2008-12-12T22:46:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T22:50:47.452-05:00</updated><title type='text'>12/05</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SUMwGfknfbI/AAAAAAAAALo/Z7wK65Xbh2c/s1600-h/05.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SUMwGfknfbI/AAAAAAAAALo/Z7wK65Xbh2c/s320/05.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279116076320783794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's see...the fifth...a blue day.&lt;br /&gt;So I can make the assumption and be correct because my blue day classes had been repetitive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;W131, we worked on our projects, preparing to be shown to the class.&lt;br /&gt;English, we worked on our class project.&lt;br /&gt;AP Psyche, we worked on our group project.&lt;br /&gt;German, we talked about conjugating Möchten, the "would like" verb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school, saw Scrooge has left the building. 'Twas good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's about it. Fear the tiny post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 Peace&lt;br /&gt;~Zaq&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Postscript: Light pole that we park by. Isn't it awesome?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7000448034324720098-4287286578194590048?l=180dayzaq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://180dayzaq.blogspot.com/feeds/4287286578194590048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7000448034324720098&amp;postID=4287286578194590048' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7000448034324720098/posts/default/4287286578194590048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7000448034324720098/posts/default/4287286578194590048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://180dayzaq.blogspot.com/2008/12/1205.html' title='12/05'/><author><name>Zaq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06121481723567276398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SRamXhtW0wI/AAAAAAAAAIg/mU6P5gsnrLY/S220/n587252782_1645613_6072.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SUMwGfknfbI/AAAAAAAAALo/Z7wK65Xbh2c/s72-c/05.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7000448034324720098.post-513010593155283217</id><published>2008-12-05T02:51:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T22:51:04.737-05:00</updated><title type='text'>12/04</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/STjdmtI7o3I/AAAAAAAAALg/svimd7agpwM/s1600-h/1204.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/STjdmtI7o3I/AAAAAAAAALg/svimd7agpwM/s320/1204.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276210620486361970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day started out late. Boring, rather.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got to school. Did some homework, finished it up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Japanese was alright. We spent the time making New Years cards. Year of the cow, moo! Learned a new card game too.&lt;br /&gt;Algebra 2 was cool as well. Especially since I get to do the 3 day review stuff, but I'm exempting the final.&lt;br /&gt;Lunch was cool.&lt;br /&gt;Earth/Space was boring. The first half hour went by fast, the second slow, the last in between. Notes.&lt;br /&gt;Creative Writing was alright. We went over beginnings and ends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CSz after school. Was alright. A few people didn't show and we still had a lot of people, which isn't right. If everyone showed though, we would've split into varsity and jv.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hung out with Sammy, Anthony, Ryan, Tucker, and Frankie afterwards. One by one we dwindled away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 Peace&lt;br /&gt;~Zaq&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Postscript: Tucker, Frankie, and Carie playing slideshow&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7000448034324720098-513010593155283217?l=180dayzaq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://180dayzaq.blogspot.com/feeds/513010593155283217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7000448034324720098&amp;postID=513010593155283217' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7000448034324720098/posts/default/513010593155283217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7000448034324720098/posts/default/513010593155283217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://180dayzaq.blogspot.com/2008/12/1204.html' title='12/04'/><author><name>Zaq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06121481723567276398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SRamXhtW0wI/AAAAAAAAAIg/mU6P5gsnrLY/S220/n587252782_1645613_6072.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/STjdmtI7o3I/AAAAAAAAALg/svimd7agpwM/s72-c/1204.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7000448034324720098.post-9098048620132566131</id><published>2008-12-05T02:47:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T02:51:19.060-05:00</updated><title type='text'>12/03</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/STjcrp_V65I/AAAAAAAAALY/t5hxkjxyGfM/s1600-h/1203.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/STjcrp_V65I/AAAAAAAAALY/t5hxkjxyGfM/s320/1203.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276209606028553106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day was slow...I had woken up super early.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;W131 was suck, but my group got to go down to the library to work on our presentation.&lt;br /&gt;English was alright. I had all my work done, and had nothing to do though.&lt;br /&gt;AP Psych was alright. We're starting this new project. In our group, we have 2 girls that want to take over, two girls that want their ideas, but get shut down, and me. After a bit of arguing, they finally started asking our opinions, mainly mine, when deciding something.&lt;br /&gt;Lunch was cool. Or cold, rather. Jamie,Jacob, and I sat outside. Sat, stood, whatever.&lt;br /&gt;German was deadbeat. I didn't feel better and spent about 20 minutes in the nurses office laying on one of the beds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went home, work called. Canceled for me. Jerks. Went to Anthony's. We went to Family, Fun, and Fitness, and now I belong to it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 Peace&lt;br /&gt;~Zaq&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Postscript: Ceiling. Woo...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7000448034324720098-9098048620132566131?l=180dayzaq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://180dayzaq.blogspot.com/feeds/9098048620132566131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7000448034324720098&amp;postID=9098048620132566131' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7000448034324720098/posts/default/9098048620132566131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7000448034324720098/posts/default/9098048620132566131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://180dayzaq.blogspot.com/2008/12/1203.html' title='12/03'/><author><name>Zaq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06121481723567276398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SRamXhtW0wI/AAAAAAAAAIg/mU6P5gsnrLY/S220/n587252782_1645613_6072.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/STjcrp_V65I/AAAAAAAAALY/t5hxkjxyGfM/s72-c/1203.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7000448034324720098.post-8209020620982023527</id><published>2008-12-03T02:52:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T02:55:39.121-05:00</updated><title type='text'>12/02</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/STY6v7rqDnI/AAAAAAAAALQ/ak8Cy6l4QmA/s1600-h/1202.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/STY6v7rqDnI/AAAAAAAAALQ/ak8Cy6l4QmA/s320/1202.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275468608660180594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My car was frozen. 3 out of 4 of the doors were as well. I opened that door, turned on the car, and took about 15 minutes scraping frost off of the windshields and windows, plus opening the other doors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Japanese was alright. We're starting on the obligatory essay of the semester, and I pretty much know everything I'm going to write. I'll turn it in early. I also finished our normal homework in there early.&lt;br /&gt;Algebra 2 was alright. Learning imaginary numbers is fun. Everytime. It's a bitter wasteland of awesomeness.&lt;br /&gt;Lunch was alright.&lt;br /&gt;Earth/Space was boring. Rocks suck. Note it.&lt;br /&gt;Creative Writing was alright. We're starting on plot. I wonder if one day, we'll be creative.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school, I went home. It's so sad...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 Peace&lt;br /&gt;~Zaq&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Postscript: People don't want to take pics. At least Ellen smiled at the last second.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7000448034324720098-8209020620982023527?l=180dayzaq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://180dayzaq.blogspot.com/feeds/8209020620982023527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7000448034324720098&amp;postID=8209020620982023527' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7000448034324720098/posts/default/8209020620982023527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7000448034324720098/posts/default/8209020620982023527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://180dayzaq.blogspot.com/2008/12/1202.html' title='12/02'/><author><name>Zaq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06121481723567276398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SRamXhtW0wI/AAAAAAAAAIg/mU6P5gsnrLY/S220/n587252782_1645613_6072.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/STY6v7rqDnI/AAAAAAAAALQ/ak8Cy6l4QmA/s72-c/1202.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7000448034324720098.post-1394739003678103281</id><published>2008-12-03T02:49:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T02:52:15.008-05:00</updated><title type='text'>12/01</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/STY6EDmjIII/AAAAAAAAALI/vkIZarV9OvE/s1600-h/1201.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/STY6EDmjIII/AAAAAAAAALI/vkIZarV9OvE/s320/1201.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275467854871994498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First day of December, it was sorta snowy outside. I was proud of nature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;W131 was t3h suck. No surprises.&lt;br /&gt;English was hilarious. Bunnel is supposedly not Bunnel, but Donna Trump, Donald Trump's twin sister, for this project we're doing. It's pretty awesome.&lt;br /&gt;AP Psycholy was boring. Leswing was absent, so we had a study period. Study periods are completely unproductive.&lt;br /&gt;German was cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school, hung out at Tucker's for a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 Peace&lt;br /&gt;~Zaq&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Postscript: I stopped Sensei Bringerud in the hallway for the pic. Apparently the kid that walked by wanted to be in it as well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7000448034324720098-1394739003678103281?l=180dayzaq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://180dayzaq.blogspot.com/feeds/1394739003678103281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7000448034324720098&amp;postID=1394739003678103281' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7000448034324720098/posts/default/1394739003678103281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7000448034324720098/posts/default/1394739003678103281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://180dayzaq.blogspot.com/2008/12/1201.html' title='12/01'/><author><name>Zaq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06121481723567276398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SRamXhtW0wI/AAAAAAAAAIg/mU6P5gsnrLY/S220/n587252782_1645613_6072.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/STY6EDmjIII/AAAAAAAAALI/vkIZarV9OvE/s72-c/1201.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7000448034324720098.post-544104949979903983</id><published>2008-12-03T02:47:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T02:49:08.300-05:00</updated><title type='text'>11/26</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/STY5kmAQ2jI/AAAAAAAAALA/Ag581m4izaI/s1600-h/1128.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/STY5kmAQ2jI/AAAAAAAAALA/Ag581m4izaI/s320/1128.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275467314350840370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Half day and still managed to finish Grave of the Fireflies (Hotaru no Haka) in Japanese.&lt;br /&gt;That's skill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Algebra 2 would've been t3h suck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Earth/Space was alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Creative Writing was sorta fun. We read over someone else's 2nd POV.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school, hung out with some people at PK's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 Peace&lt;br /&gt;~Zaq&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Postscript: Emo boy Anthony&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7000448034324720098-544104949979903983?l=180dayzaq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://180dayzaq.blogspot.com/feeds/544104949979903983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7000448034324720098&amp;postID=544104949979903983' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7000448034324720098/posts/default/544104949979903983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7000448034324720098/posts/default/544104949979903983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://180dayzaq.blogspot.com/2008/12/1126.html' title='11/26'/><author><name>Zaq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06121481723567276398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SRamXhtW0wI/AAAAAAAAAIg/mU6P5gsnrLY/S220/n587252782_1645613_6072.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/STY5kmAQ2jI/AAAAAAAAALA/Ag581m4izaI/s72-c/1128.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7000448034324720098.post-6499240956274855988</id><published>2008-12-03T02:44:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T02:47:09.326-05:00</updated><title type='text'>11/25</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/STY458XLIfI/AAAAAAAAAK4/RyD4ZxdOiRs/s1600-h/1127.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/STY458XLIfI/AAAAAAAAAK4/RyD4ZxdOiRs/s320/1127.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275466581618139634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blue Day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naturally it had to suck, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;W131 definitely did. I can almost guarantee that.&lt;br /&gt;English would've been alright.&lt;br /&gt;AP Psych was fun. I remember it. We made a bunch of stuff and competed.&lt;br /&gt;Lunch was alright.&lt;br /&gt;German would've been ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't think I did anything after school except pick up tons of applications with Anthony.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 Peace&lt;br /&gt;~Zaq&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Postscript: IO had to be in the pic without a sad face. Frankie joined her. Scarf...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7000448034324720098-6499240956274855988?l=180dayzaq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://180dayzaq.blogspot.com/feeds/6499240956274855988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7000448034324720098&amp;postID=6499240956274855988' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7000448034324720098/posts/default/6499240956274855988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7000448034324720098/posts/default/6499240956274855988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://180dayzaq.blogspot.com/2008/12/1125.html' title='11/25'/><author><name>Zaq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06121481723567276398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SRamXhtW0wI/AAAAAAAAAIg/mU6P5gsnrLY/S220/n587252782_1645613_6072.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/STY458XLIfI/AAAAAAAAAK4/RyD4ZxdOiRs/s72-c/1127.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7000448034324720098.post-5732516921888007012</id><published>2008-11-25T00:17:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T00:21:55.953-05:00</updated><title type='text'>11/24/08</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SSuKe8z_LwI/AAAAAAAAAKw/ZNSRt8ssuJk/s1600-h/11-24-08_1519.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SSuKe8z_LwI/AAAAAAAAAKw/ZNSRt8ssuJk/s320/11-24-08_1519.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272460053092183810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I only missed Monday by seventeen minutes (as I write this sentence).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got to school, listened to music for awhile. Eventually went inside. Watched John finally get his letter jacket, and find out that they put the wrong numbers. That was funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Jack pulled me aside to do the pledge, but didn't tell me what I was doing. Essentially, he took me and forced me to do the pledge. He was also kind of jerky in what he said. I had a rough weekend, my voice is sore, I can't answer loudly. I also left the pause in between 'one nation' and 'under god'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Started watching Grave of the Fireflies in Japanese. I've seen it before. It's still as depressing as the first time.&lt;br /&gt;Algebra 2 was bad. I don't know. Just was.&lt;br /&gt;Lunch was alright. Weird, for some reason.&lt;br /&gt;Earth/Space was boring. Neither Taylor or Jordan were there.&lt;br /&gt;Creative Writing was alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hung out with Tucker and Anthony for a bit. Went home. Ellen came over to watch something that Carie made for us. It was awesome. Then we went and hung out for a bit. Then I came home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 Peace&lt;br /&gt;~Zaq&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Postscript: Hannah in her letter jacket&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7000448034324720098-5732516921888007012?l=180dayzaq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://180dayzaq.blogspot.com/feeds/5732516921888007012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7000448034324720098&amp;postID=5732516921888007012' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7000448034324720098/posts/default/5732516921888007012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7000448034324720098/posts/default/5732516921888007012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://180dayzaq.blogspot.com/2008/11/112408.html' title='11/24/08'/><author><name>Zaq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06121481723567276398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SRamXhtW0wI/AAAAAAAAAIg/mU6P5gsnrLY/S220/n587252782_1645613_6072.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SSuKe8z_LwI/AAAAAAAAAKw/ZNSRt8ssuJk/s72-c/11-24-08_1519.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7000448034324720098.post-1239003515502392081</id><published>2008-11-25T00:09:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T00:17:01.867-05:00</updated><title type='text'>11/21/08 The Show went on</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SSuIgBi_KGI/AAAAAAAAAKo/QRKbcwk0FQI/s1600-h/DSC04739.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SSuIgBi_KGI/AAAAAAAAAKo/QRKbcwk0FQI/s320/DSC04739.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272457872519669858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I give this two titles.&lt;br /&gt;One because it was late.&lt;br /&gt;And one because it encompasses two days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday. Got to school early. Read my script in the morning. Waited for Evan or William to show up, practiced lines before class.&lt;br /&gt;W131. Work some on my Trend paper, and ran lines with Allison.&lt;br /&gt;English. More discussion over Scarlet Letter. Studied lines.&lt;br /&gt;AP Psychology was boring. Watched some stuff. Did some stuff. Boring. Studied lines.&lt;br /&gt;Lunch. Ate. Studied lines.&lt;br /&gt;German. Couldn't study lines all that much due to active working in class. I got done first though, which gave me some time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rehearsal. We started off with our worst scene, so that didn't go well, but the rest of rehearsal ran pretty epically.&lt;br /&gt;The show itself was amazing. I especially liked mine and Taylor's last scene.&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Bryant shook my hand and congratulated me, which is weird, because I'm positive that he dislikes me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FEATURE: SATURDAY&lt;br /&gt;The 1 o'clock show was tiring. We were wiped, but we went on. Small crowd, but alright audience. Afterwards, ate really quickly, then got ready for the 4 oclock show. Allison and I only miss a little bit of our scenes, and that was mainly my fault. Damned hasting refrigerators.&lt;br /&gt;The seven oclock show was my favorite, only because Ethan and I hit most of our final scene together.&lt;br /&gt;Tear down was awesome. Contrary to popular belief, I do tear down. After that, I dropped Anthony off, then went to Starbucks to celebrate. We eventually migrated over to Will's (who lives next door) and I was there until about 4:30 am.&lt;br /&gt;I woke up Sunday at 3 pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 Peace&lt;br /&gt;~Zaq&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Postscript: All week for Midwinter tech week, I had a picture of just one person. And there's Ellen. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7000448034324720098-1239003515502392081?l=180dayzaq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://180dayzaq.blogspot.com/feeds/1239003515502392081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7000448034324720098&amp;postID=1239003515502392081' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7000448034324720098/posts/default/1239003515502392081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7000448034324720098/posts/default/1239003515502392081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://180dayzaq.blogspot.com/2008/11/112108-show-went-on.html' title='11/21/08 The Show went on'/><author><name>Zaq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06121481723567276398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SRamXhtW0wI/AAAAAAAAAIg/mU6P5gsnrLY/S220/n587252782_1645613_6072.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SSuIgBi_KGI/AAAAAAAAAKo/QRKbcwk0FQI/s72-c/DSC04739.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7000448034324720098.post-7797693866361400206</id><published>2008-11-25T00:00:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T00:17:22.891-05:00</updated><title type='text'>11/20/08</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SSuGmBb7p7I/AAAAAAAAAKg/WXePwN2SiVY/s1600-h/DSC04527.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SSuGmBb7p7I/AAAAAAAAAKg/WXePwN2SiVY/s320/DSC04527.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272455776546039730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The following is an account of a really crappy day. Not only that, but details are weak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But here it goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got to school. Bad start. Tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had to take senior group picture at 7:30/ I was there at 7:30. The picture was taken at 8:16. Jerks.&lt;br /&gt;During Japanese, I was given a pass to go to a 21st Century Scholars meeting. Waited forever for Ric to get there, and it turns out that I didn't have to be there and the school didn't figure that out.&lt;br /&gt;Went back to Japanese. Watching a movie called Japan's War.&lt;br /&gt;Algebra 2. Boring. Simple.&lt;br /&gt;Lunch was awesome. Thanksgiving Dinner. Greatest lunch we get.&lt;br /&gt;Earth/Space was also boring. Plus Matt was upset. So it was quiet...&lt;br /&gt;Creative Writing was also boring, but our next project seems awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rehearsal. This is where things fall apart. As of the night before the show opened, we were bad. And I figure it was mostly my fault. Everyone had problems, but a lot of it was me.&lt;br /&gt;We kept going until late, and I personally left feeling dedicated to make it better for friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 Peace&lt;br /&gt;~Zaq&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Postscript: Allison McCord in her Linda outfit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7000448034324720098-7797693866361400206?l=180dayzaq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://180dayzaq.blogspot.com/feeds/7797693866361400206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7000448034324720098&amp;postID=7797693866361400206' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7000448034324720098/posts/default/7797693866361400206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7000448034324720098/posts/default/7797693866361400206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://180dayzaq.blogspot.com/2008/11/112008.html' title='11/20/08'/><author><name>Zaq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06121481723567276398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SRamXhtW0wI/AAAAAAAAAIg/mU6P5gsnrLY/S220/n587252782_1645613_6072.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SSuGmBb7p7I/AAAAAAAAAKg/WXePwN2SiVY/s72-c/DSC04527.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7000448034324720098.post-1420378707974797865</id><published>2008-11-20T00:03:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T00:07:31.667-05:00</updated><title type='text'>11/19/08  Mittwoch</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SSTv04keT1I/AAAAAAAAAKY/sNHWuxyK3v8/s1600-h/1119.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SSTv04keT1I/AAAAAAAAAKY/sNHWuxyK3v8/s320/1119.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270601155747925842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is one of those posts where, sure, it's the next day, but it feels like the same day to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;W131 was boring. We learned that plagiarism is bad. Woo....&lt;br /&gt;English, more discussion over Scarlet Letter.&lt;br /&gt;Ap Psychology, watched movies. There was a moonwalking gorilla, and nobody noticed.&lt;br /&gt;Lunch was cool.&lt;br /&gt;German was tiring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whole day I tried to find times to study my script. It paid off a bit. Ellen also found a way to style my hair for the play so that it doesn't have to be cut. All I need to do is dye it gray.&lt;br /&gt;Rehearsal was alright. If we, mostly me, could get the lines down, we'd be amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afterwards, went to Will's to work on our lines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 Peace&lt;br /&gt;~Zaq&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Postscript: Carie, dressed up for the Semi-Formal Society Reform&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7000448034324720098-1420378707974797865?l=180dayzaq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://180dayzaq.blogspot.com/feeds/1420378707974797865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7000448034324720098&amp;postID=1420378707974797865' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7000448034324720098/posts/default/1420378707974797865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7000448034324720098/posts/default/1420378707974797865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://180dayzaq.blogspot.com/2008/11/111908-mittwoch.html' title='11/19/08  Mittwoch'/><author><name>Zaq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06121481723567276398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SRamXhtW0wI/AAAAAAAAAIg/mU6P5gsnrLY/S220/n587252782_1645613_6072.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SSTv04keT1I/AAAAAAAAAKY/sNHWuxyK3v8/s72-c/1119.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7000448034324720098.post-4372121814766350092</id><published>2008-11-19T23:59:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T00:03:44.831-05:00</updated><title type='text'>11/18/08</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SSTuzor_JyI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/TjwaiLQZDkY/s1600-h/1118.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SSTuzor_JyI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/TjwaiLQZDkY/s320/1118.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270600034792974114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Japanese was better. Loads better. I has friends in there again. Woo....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Algebra was once again forgettable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lunch was fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Earth/Space was ok. Matt was talking out the side of his mouth, and ended up having to not talk for the last 15 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Creative Writing, we finished up dialogues and moved on to POV writing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rehearsal was ok. The system was working again. I was upset about stupid non related things, but I got over it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 Peace&lt;br /&gt;~Zaq&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Postscript: Hannah going over lines with us.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7000448034324720098-4372121814766350092?l=180dayzaq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://180dayzaq.blogspot.com/feeds/4372121814766350092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7000448034324720098&amp;postID=4372121814766350092' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7000448034324720098/posts/default/4372121814766350092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7000448034324720098/posts/default/4372121814766350092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://180dayzaq.blogspot.com/2008/11/111808.html' title='11/18/08'/><author><name>Zaq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06121481723567276398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SRamXhtW0wI/AAAAAAAAAIg/mU6P5gsnrLY/S220/n587252782_1645613_6072.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SSTuzor_JyI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/TjwaiLQZDkY/s72-c/1118.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7000448034324720098.post-50498429471255197</id><published>2008-11-19T23:56:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T23:59:28.020-05:00</updated><title type='text'>11/17/08</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SSTuF6aSwFI/AAAAAAAAAKI/333uiZRgsIo/s1600-h/1117.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SSTuF6aSwFI/AAAAAAAAAKI/333uiZRgsIo/s320/1117.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270599249276616786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First week of tech week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IO and I were looking up random pick up lines during W131. It was hilarious. We also discussed comics, her love for Abe Sapien, and the new Star Wars movie.&lt;br /&gt;English, we discussed Scarlett letter once again.&lt;br /&gt;Ap Psychology was alright. We watched stuff about memory.&lt;br /&gt;Lunch was cool. Sat inside. It's cold these days, and no one else will go outside with us.&lt;br /&gt;German was alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rehearsal was cool. Jacobs' got this system of how everything was to work out, and it worked out quite nicely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 Peace&lt;br /&gt;~Zaq&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Postscript: IO is make up girl. And like always, she had saddened face in blog pic.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7000448034324720098-50498429471255197?l=180dayzaq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://180dayzaq.blogspot.com/feeds/50498429471255197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7000448034324720098&amp;postID=50498429471255197' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7000448034324720098/posts/default/50498429471255197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7000448034324720098/posts/default/50498429471255197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://180dayzaq.blogspot.com/2008/11/111708.html' title='11/17/08'/><author><name>Zaq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06121481723567276398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SRamXhtW0wI/AAAAAAAAAIg/mU6P5gsnrLY/S220/n587252782_1645613_6072.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SSTuF6aSwFI/AAAAAAAAAKI/333uiZRgsIo/s72-c/1117.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7000448034324720098.post-5629562754472512674</id><published>2008-11-19T23:52:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T23:56:29.059-05:00</updated><title type='text'>11/14/08</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SSTtI88emCI/AAAAAAAAAKA/oewrT2CzHG0/s1600-h/1114.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 238px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SSTtI88emCI/AAAAAAAAAKA/oewrT2CzHG0/s320/1114.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270598201984849954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This isn't the first time I've attempted to write this one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On 11/14, Japanese sucked. I'm still getting treated like a third wheel. As of this date anyway.&lt;br /&gt;Algebra 2 was forgetful, as well as Earth Space Science.&lt;br /&gt;Creative Writing, we started acting out the dialogues. I got stuck with 4 scripts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school, I went home for a bit, cleaned slightly, then went over to Anthony's to get ready to hang with Ellen and Beth. We couldn't pick a movie because nothing decent was out, so we went to Ellen's and watched Pirates 3.&lt;br /&gt;Spent the night at Anthony's. Played video games most of the time. Not having cable, I didn't realize that Adult Swim has Clerks: The Animated Series in its syndication.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 Peace&lt;br /&gt;~Zaq&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Postscript: Clerks: The Animated Series&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7000448034324720098-5629562754472512674?l=180dayzaq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://180dayzaq.blogspot.com/feeds/5629562754472512674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7000448034324720098&amp;postID=5629562754472512674' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7000448034324720098/posts/default/5629562754472512674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7000448034324720098/posts/default/5629562754472512674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://180dayzaq.blogspot.com/2008/11/111408.html' title='11/14/08'/><author><name>Zaq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06121481723567276398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SRamXhtW0wI/AAAAAAAAAIg/mU6P5gsnrLY/S220/n587252782_1645613_6072.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SSTtI88emCI/AAAAAAAAAKA/oewrT2CzHG0/s72-c/1114.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7000448034324720098.post-9031325781814883098</id><published>2008-11-13T20:02:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T20:18:41.068-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Man of many cloths</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SRzQc-RT93I/AAAAAAAAAJw/a-fOhVt2WxU/s1600-h/DSC04274.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SRzQc-RT93I/AAAAAAAAAJw/a-fOhVt2WxU/s320/DSC04274.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268314860287162226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up this morning. Made some hot chocolate. Drank it in the car waiting for someone. Ellen finally showed up and we went inside.&lt;br /&gt;W131 was another work day, and I got stuff done. I also officially became an Ordained Minister for the Universal Life Church of the United States of America.&lt;br /&gt;Anywho, english was another discussion day. Boring. Got some stuff done though.&lt;br /&gt;AP Psych test. It felt easy to me. I understood it. It was cool.&lt;br /&gt;German was alright. Lunch made me feel nauseated though, so I didn't feel that good.&lt;br /&gt;Didn't have rehearsal right away, so I helped tech out. Rehearsal was good, or so I though. Better than yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didn't hang out with anyone. Just went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 Peace&lt;br /&gt;~Zaq&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Postscript: It was National Write Love on your Arm day&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7000448034324720098-9031325781814883098?l=180dayzaq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://180dayzaq.blogspot.com/feeds/9031325781814883098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7000448034324720098&amp;postID=9031325781814883098' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7000448034324720098/posts/default/9031325781814883098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7000448034324720098/posts/default/9031325781814883098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://180dayzaq.blogspot.com/2008/11/man-of-many-cloths.html' title='Man of many cloths'/><author><name>Zaq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06121481723567276398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SRamXhtW0wI/AAAAAAAAAIg/mU6P5gsnrLY/S220/n587252782_1645613_6072.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SRzQc-RT93I/AAAAAAAAAJw/a-fOhVt2WxU/s72-c/DSC04274.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7000448034324720098.post-6304256831195133264</id><published>2008-11-13T00:15:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T00:22:05.769-05:00</updated><title type='text'>11/12/08 THE NEW SSR</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SRu4ObD1CMI/AAAAAAAAAJg/82LH160O8xk/s1600-h/111208.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SRu4ObD1CMI/AAAAAAAAAJg/82LH160O8xk/s320/111208.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268006747061422274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I put a date title because technically it's the 13th now. But I gave it a real title because it still feels like today.&lt;br /&gt;Taylor Walden and Michael Tucker started the Semi-Formal Society Reform (SSR) for us. We dress up semi-formal every wednesday for the rest of the year. In all honesty, it made me feel better. Came in in the morning to find out that Jacobs one upped us by wearing a suit. Jerk.&lt;br /&gt;Anywho, Japanese was the same as last time. Ended up working by myself. This time, they realized that I did this though, and tried to get me back. I was already halfway done with translation, so I didn't.&lt;br /&gt;Algebra 2 was alright. Pretty easy stuff. Fortuna was wiped though. Kept lying his head on desks when he had down time (when we worked on problems).&lt;br /&gt;Lunch was fun. Somehow. That Jacob kid was less annoying that usual. Ryan and Fred weren't there though.&lt;br /&gt;Earth/Space was also fun. Socialization again, plus some weird map experiment. No clue.&lt;br /&gt;We just read some more in Creative Writing. Next time, we're going to do the diologues with actors...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rehearsal was alright. Not really what anyone wanted it. Then we got chewed out due to some people's lack to work, which made lots of people mad.&lt;br /&gt;After that, we ventured out in the rain, and a few of us went to hardees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 Peace&lt;br /&gt;~Zaq&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Postscript: Jermas dressing up for SSR. He got his whole outfit, plus a jacket that matches for five bucks at Goodwill.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7000448034324720098-6304256831195133264?l=180dayzaq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://180dayzaq.blogspot.com/feeds/6304256831195133264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7000448034324720098&amp;postID=6304256831195133264' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7000448034324720098/posts/default/6304256831195133264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7000448034324720098/posts/default/6304256831195133264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://180dayzaq.blogspot.com/2008/11/111208-new-ssr.html' title='11/12/08 THE NEW SSR'/><author><name>Zaq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06121481723567276398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SRamXhtW0wI/AAAAAAAAAIg/mU6P5gsnrLY/S220/n587252782_1645613_6072.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SRu4ObD1CMI/AAAAAAAAAJg/82LH160O8xk/s72-c/111208.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7000448034324720098.post-3603887205346487146</id><published>2008-11-13T00:11:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T00:15:38.276-05:00</updated><title type='text'>11/11/08</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SRu3L9c10sI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/8ctBMuK8lTI/s1600-h/111108.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SRu3L9c10sI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/8ctBMuK8lTI/s320/111108.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268005605241901762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;W131 was basically another work day. Simply put. Talking to IO is always fun, but just another work day.&lt;br /&gt;English was cool too. We had a discussion most of the class, until Bunnell got mad at some kids, and we went to doing homework early.&lt;br /&gt;AP Psychology was fun. I don't remember much of what we did, which sucks, because I remember that it was fun, but still.&lt;br /&gt;Lunch was alright. People don't like sitting outside any more.&lt;br /&gt;German was cut short, due to the veterans day convocation.&lt;br /&gt;The convocation was the same stuff we get every year, but it's a cool convo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rehearsal was alright. Still in a down mood. Was pretty down until the ride back from Morristown (robotics).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 Peace&lt;br /&gt;~Zaq&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Postscript: Jake and DJ at lunch. The table I would normally sit at is crowded always, and I'd rather sit with those people outside. So I sat with DJ and Jake. Then Chris sat down. Then we wanted to stab him.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7000448034324720098-3603887205346487146?l=180dayzaq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://180dayzaq.blogspot.com/feeds/3603887205346487146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7000448034324720098&amp;postID=3603887205346487146' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7000448034324720098/posts/default/3603887205346487146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7000448034324720098/posts/default/3603887205346487146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://180dayzaq.blogspot.com/2008/11/111108.html' title='11/11/08'/><author><name>Zaq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06121481723567276398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SRamXhtW0wI/AAAAAAAAAIg/mU6P5gsnrLY/S220/n587252782_1645613_6072.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SRu3L9c10sI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/8ctBMuK8lTI/s72-c/111108.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7000448034324720098.post-8288945281401243628</id><published>2008-11-13T00:08:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T00:11:52.311-05:00</updated><title type='text'>11/10/08</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SRu2SgdE9AI/AAAAAAAAAJI/JDYe0-GITMY/s1600-h/111008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SRu2SgdE9AI/AAAAAAAAAJI/JDYe0-GITMY/s320/111008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268004618205721602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday back to school. Woo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Japanese was sucky. Simply put. I did translation by myself and then just kinda chilled. Not going to force myself in on people. Just going to do it on my own.&lt;br /&gt;Algebra was better. Fortuna is one of my best teachers right now, even though IO sucks at PreCal...er, doesn't like how he teaches.&lt;br /&gt;Lunch was fine.&lt;br /&gt;Earth/Space was boring. Notes...&lt;br /&gt;Creative writing was also boring. Acting has to do with creatively writing, I find out. We also started reading some stuff outloud.&lt;br /&gt;Rehearsal was alright. I wasn't having a good day. Just wasn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 Peace&lt;br /&gt;~Zaq&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Postscript: This was ballsy. Mrs. Gummer was directly right of this picture, turned slightly the other way. Matt ruined it. Taylor's tired looking smile makes it worth it though&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7000448034324720098-8288945281401243628?l=180dayzaq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://180dayzaq.blogspot.com/feeds/8288945281401243628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7000448034324720098&amp;postID=8288945281401243628' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7000448034324720098/posts/default/8288945281401243628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7000448034324720098/posts/default/8288945281401243628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://180dayzaq.blogspot.com/2008/11/111008.html' title='11/10/08'/><author><name>Zaq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06121481723567276398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SRamXhtW0wI/AAAAAAAAAIg/mU6P5gsnrLY/S220/n587252782_1645613_6072.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SRu2SgdE9AI/AAAAAAAAAJI/JDYe0-GITMY/s72-c/111008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7000448034324720098.post-2316631970059510068</id><published>2008-11-13T00:05:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T00:07:58.430-05:00</updated><title type='text'>11/07/08</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SRu1sXX8xHI/AAAAAAAAAJA/YcofFioDt0k/s1600-h/11708.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SRu1sXX8xHI/AAAAAAAAAJA/YcofFioDt0k/s320/11708.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268003962933265522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday. Boring, boring friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;W131 was a work day.&lt;br /&gt;English was boring. Reminded of take home test. Read some stuff. Pretty much it.&lt;br /&gt;AP Psychology was fairly boring.&lt;br /&gt;German was still sad, because Frau wasn't there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a very, very pointless NaNo meeting. Seriously. It, like a lot of people's writing, is just falling apart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's really nothing else to write about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 Peace&lt;br /&gt;~Zaq&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Postscript: Ellen's sad face. But it was so cute. And she didn't like any of the other pictures.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7000448034324720098-2316631970059510068?l=180dayzaq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://180dayzaq.blogspot.com/feeds/2316631970059510068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7000448034324720098&amp;postID=2316631970059510068' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7000448034324720098/posts/default/2316631970059510068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7000448034324720098/posts/default/2316631970059510068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://180dayzaq.blogspot.com/2008/11/110708.html' title='11/07/08'/><author><name>Zaq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06121481723567276398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SRamXhtW0wI/AAAAAAAAAIg/mU6P5gsnrLY/S220/n587252782_1645613_6072.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SRu1sXX8xHI/AAAAAAAAAJA/YcofFioDt0k/s72-c/11708.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7000448034324720098.post-1733508931169566732</id><published>2008-11-12T23:59:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T00:04:58.528-05:00</updated><title type='text'>11/06/08</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SRu0L3hlh7I/AAAAAAAAAI4/jj4cpZ9oTHg/s1600-h/110608.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SRu0L3hlh7I/AAAAAAAAAI4/jj4cpZ9oTHg/s320/110608.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268002305116309426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sorta remember this day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First off, sorry for taking so long. I just figured that I have one more USB port than I first imagined, so I didn't know I would be able to get my pics from my camera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywho, Japanese was good. I remember that much.&lt;br /&gt;Algebra was alright. I'm good at it. What more should I want?&lt;br /&gt;No LUnch.&lt;br /&gt;Messed with Balloons during earth/space. Fun experiment. Socialization.&lt;br /&gt;Easy Creative writing.&lt;br /&gt;Jacobs canceled practice until the following monday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HALF day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hung out with Anthony, PK, Fred, Brandon, and Carie at PK's house, then chilled at Anthony's for a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all i remember,which is good, considering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 Peace&lt;br /&gt;~Zaq&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Postscript: Alycia and Branden. Japanese buddies.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7000448034324720098-1733508931169566732?l=180dayzaq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://180dayzaq.blogspot.com/feeds/1733508931169566732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7000448034324720098&amp;postID=1733508931169566732' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7000448034324720098/posts/default/1733508931169566732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7000448034324720098/posts/default/1733508931169566732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://180dayzaq.blogspot.com/2008/11/110608.html' title='11/06/08'/><author><name>Zaq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06121481723567276398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SRamXhtW0wI/AAAAAAAAAIg/mU6P5gsnrLY/S220/n587252782_1645613_6072.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SRu0L3hlh7I/AAAAAAAAAI4/jj4cpZ9oTHg/s72-c/110608.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7000448034324720098.post-6239089062111657998</id><published>2008-11-05T23:12:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T23:18:31.260-05:00</updated><title type='text'>UPDATED MWHAHAHAHAHA</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SRJu4kvvztI/AAAAAAAAAIU/Kt3jwArGf6U/s1600-h/11-5.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SRJu4kvvztI/AAAAAAAAAIU/Kt3jwArGf6U/s320/11-5.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265392832565202642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woo. Updated. Swank.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too bad today was sorta slow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went over some MLA stuff during W131. Mr. Bryant came in to watch Mr. Oliver. Sat right by me. Clicked his pen. the. whole. time.&lt;br /&gt;English was alright. Got the Scarlet Letter. Read some other stuff by Hawthorne. I hate him. I hate him so bad. Kidding, but dude has a hard on for detail.&lt;br /&gt;Ap Psychology was more of a work day. But it was alright.&lt;br /&gt;Lunch was fun. IO didn't eat outside, but eventually came outside. 'Twas fun.&lt;br /&gt;German was sad again with lack of Frau. Mr Goodin thinks he has run the classroom all year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rehearsal was cool. Finally got to block on stage. That felt good. Propz to the techies for the set. Looks beautiful and can only get better with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feature: Now that Barack Obama is gonna be president, I want two things.&lt;br /&gt;1) To finally get to know what he means by change&lt;br /&gt;2) For everyone to call him Prezzizle Baracko instead of President Obama&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 Peace&lt;br /&gt;~Zaq&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Postscript: IO got camera, took random pics. Mwahaha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7000448034324720098-6239089062111657998?l=180dayzaq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://180dayzaq.blogspot.com/feeds/6239089062111657998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7000448034324720098&amp;postID=6239089062111657998' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7000448034324720098/posts/default/6239089062111657998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7000448034324720098/posts/default/6239089062111657998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://180dayzaq.blogspot.com/2008/11/updated-mwhahahahaha.html' title='UPDATED MWHAHAHAHAHA'/><author><name>Zaq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06121481723567276398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SRamXhtW0wI/AAAAAAAAAIg/mU6P5gsnrLY/S220/n587252782_1645613_6072.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SRJu4kvvztI/AAAAAAAAAIU/Kt3jwArGf6U/s72-c/11-5.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7000448034324720098.post-163873028291247853</id><published>2008-11-05T23:09:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T23:12:48.575-05:00</updated><title type='text'>11/04/08</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SRJuIBMJurI/AAAAAAAAAIM/_6muX72-mSo/s1600-h/11-4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SRJuIBMJurI/AAAAAAAAAIM/_6muX72-mSo/s320/11-4.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265391998386944690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily, I remember this day vividly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up early to go vote. Stood in line, found out I should've been at Harris. Got to vote anyway. Woo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to school, waited for people. Went inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Japanese went slow. But the good slow. Basically did work while hanging with Branden and Alycia. Got my homework done and turned it in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Algebra 2 was alright. Pop quiz. Easy. new girl is in there too.&lt;br /&gt;Earth/Space was alright. Mrs. Gummer was back. That bites. Slow day&lt;br /&gt;Creative Writing was alright. Went over dialogue stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rehearsal was cool. Went over some stuff, and got out of there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 Peace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Postscript: People hanging out before rehearsal&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7000448034324720098-163873028291247853?l=180dayzaq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://180dayzaq.blogspot.com/feeds/163873028291247853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7000448034324720098&amp;postID=163873028291247853' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7000448034324720098/posts/default/163873028291247853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7000448034324720098/posts/default/163873028291247853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://180dayzaq.blogspot.com/2008/11/110408.html' title='11/04/08'/><author><name>Zaq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06121481723567276398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SRamXhtW0wI/AAAAAAAAAIg/mU6P5gsnrLY/S220/n587252782_1645613_6072.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SRJuIBMJurI/AAAAAAAAAIM/_6muX72-mSo/s72-c/11-4.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7000448034324720098.post-5632344388347003181</id><published>2008-11-05T23:07:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T23:09:41.630-05:00</updated><title type='text'>11/3/08</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SRJtoWPpbNI/AAAAAAAAAIE/8HbUHaK4p-Q/s1600-h/11-3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SRJtoWPpbNI/AAAAAAAAAIE/8HbUHaK4p-Q/s320/11-3.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265391454282935506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a four day weekend, I felt better.&lt;br /&gt;Blue day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;W131-Went over the stuff for our trend paper&lt;br /&gt;English- Went over some stuff, preparing for Scarlet letter. New girl&lt;br /&gt;AP Psychology- Classic Conditioning. That was fun. No doubt&lt;br /&gt;German- Substitute. Frau's mother died...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rehearsal was alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 Peace&lt;br /&gt;~Zaq&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Postscript: The set is getting built&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7000448034324720098-5632344388347003181?l=180dayzaq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://180dayzaq.blogspot.com/feeds/5632344388347003181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7000448034324720098&amp;postID=5632344388347003181' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7000448034324720098/posts/default/5632344388347003181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7000448034324720098/posts/default/5632344388347003181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://180dayzaq.blogspot.com/2008/11/11308.html' title='11/3/08'/><author><name>Zaq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06121481723567276398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SRamXhtW0wI/AAAAAAAAAIg/mU6P5gsnrLY/S220/n587252782_1645613_6072.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SRJtoWPpbNI/AAAAAAAAAIE/8HbUHaK4p-Q/s72-c/11-3.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7000448034324720098.post-9210930043595891492</id><published>2008-11-05T23:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T23:07:30.518-05:00</updated><title type='text'>10/29/08</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SRJtT2BryDI/AAAAAAAAAH8/BMKQIUARIbk/s1600-h/10-29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SRJtT2BryDI/AAAAAAAAAH8/BMKQIUARIbk/s320/10-29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265391102037051442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still a bad day from the day before&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School went slow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Left rehearsal early&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hung out in the parking lot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't stay in there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 Peace&lt;br /&gt;~Zaq&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Postscript: Ellen came out of nowhere when I was taking a random pic, saw, and smiled&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7000448034324720098-9210930043595891492?l=180dayzaq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://180dayzaq.blogspot.com/feeds/9210930043595891492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7000448034324720098&amp;postID=9210930043595891492' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7000448034324720098/posts/default/9210930043595891492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7000448034324720098/posts/default/9210930043595891492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://180dayzaq.blogspot.com/2008/11/102908.html' title='10/29/08'/><author><name>Zaq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06121481723567276398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SRamXhtW0wI/AAAAAAAAAIg/mU6P5gsnrLY/S220/n587252782_1645613_6072.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SRJtT2BryDI/AAAAAAAAAH8/BMKQIUARIbk/s72-c/10-29.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7000448034324720098.post-2391832119072169676</id><published>2008-11-05T23:04:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T23:06:12.498-05:00</updated><title type='text'>10/28/08</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SRJs-htBGRI/AAAAAAAAAH0/wmxPwEjZomE/s1600-h/10-28.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SRJs-htBGRI/AAAAAAAAAH0/wmxPwEjZomE/s320/10-28.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265390735804406034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day was alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blue day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I was upset with people for no real reason in the end, so I had a bad day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember that. And then suffering through rehearsal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 Peace&lt;br /&gt;~Zaq&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Postscript: Took this as I left rehearsal&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7000448034324720098-2391832119072169676?l=180dayzaq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://180dayzaq.blogspot.com/feeds/2391832119072169676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7000448034324720098&amp;postID=2391832119072169676' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7000448034324720098/posts/default/2391832119072169676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7000448034324720098/posts/default/2391832119072169676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://180dayzaq.blogspot.com/2008/11/102808.html' title='10/28/08'/><author><name>Zaq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06121481723567276398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SRamXhtW0wI/AAAAAAAAAIg/mU6P5gsnrLY/S220/n587252782_1645613_6072.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SRJs-htBGRI/AAAAAAAAAH0/wmxPwEjZomE/s72-c/10-28.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7000448034324720098.post-1130138944270834497</id><published>2008-11-05T23:02:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T23:04:50.111-05:00</updated><title type='text'>10/27/08</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SRJsXwp1EEI/AAAAAAAAAHs/FKT75BSgqJk/s1600-h/10-27.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SRJsXwp1EEI/AAAAAAAAAHs/FKT75BSgqJk/s320/10-27.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265390069802668098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a monday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And a gold day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which means, I had a boring time in Japanese&lt;br /&gt;An alright time in Algebra (we got new seats)&lt;br /&gt;Sucky time in earth/space&lt;br /&gt;and Creative writing was alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry. Hopefully, I'll remember more soon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 Peace&lt;br /&gt;~Zaq&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Postscript: neither carie or I brought my camera, so i took a pic of the dying balloons from one acts.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7000448034324720098-1130138944270834497?l=180dayzaq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://180dayzaq.blogspot.com/feeds/1130138944270834497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7000448034324720098&amp;postID=1130138944270834497' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7000448034324720098/posts/default/1130138944270834497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7000448034324720098/posts/default/1130138944270834497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://180dayzaq.blogspot.com/2008/11/102708.html' title='10/27/08'/><author><name>Zaq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06121481723567276398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SRamXhtW0wI/AAAAAAAAAIg/mU6P5gsnrLY/S220/n587252782_1645613_6072.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SRJsXwp1EEI/AAAAAAAAAHs/FKT75BSgqJk/s72-c/10-27.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7000448034324720098.post-8411117641131955550</id><published>2008-11-05T23:00:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T23:02:11.851-05:00</updated><title type='text'>10/24/08</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SRJr21uf--I/AAAAAAAAAHk/fynuSVg28jE/s1600-h/10-24.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SRJr21uf--I/AAAAAAAAAHk/fynuSVg28jE/s320/10-24.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265389504228752354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't remember much about this day&lt;br /&gt;But it was a blue day. I can tell by the picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was also cold. Becuase there are few of us out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to say few words and sorry for this. As these are updated, I'll know more and more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my bad...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 Peace&lt;br /&gt;~Zaq&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Postscript: IO looked like a pretty hobo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7000448034324720098-8411117641131955550?l=180dayzaq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://180dayzaq.blogspot.com/feeds/8411117641131955550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7000448034324720098&amp;postID=8411117641131955550' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7000448034324720098/posts/default/8411117641131955550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7000448034324720098/posts/default/8411117641131955550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://180dayzaq.blogspot.com/2008/11/102408.html' title='10/24/08'/><author><name>Zaq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06121481723567276398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SRamXhtW0wI/AAAAAAAAAIg/mU6P5gsnrLY/S220/n587252782_1645613_6072.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SRJr21uf--I/AAAAAAAAAHk/fynuSVg28jE/s72-c/10-24.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7000448034324720098.post-6019031084714585217</id><published>2008-10-23T23:29:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T23:33:06.221-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Pebz is my dealer</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SQFBDbtJ27I/AAAAAAAAAHc/3Z7ZKDZG-OE/s1600-h/10-23-08_1528.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SQFBDbtJ27I/AAAAAAAAAHc/3Z7ZKDZG-OE/s320/10-23-08_1528.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260557366978010034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turns out it's easier when you're not paying attention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got to school. Carie was there. Listened to tunes. Ellen got there. Went inside.&lt;br /&gt;Helped Ellen with word search.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Japanese was boring. Just completely boring. The atmosphere wasn't there.&lt;br /&gt;Algebra 2 was alright. I like the stuff we learn in there. I get it. Even the real world situations.&lt;br /&gt;Lunch was cool. Right before, I got some senior stuff. Lunch itself was just weird.&lt;br /&gt;Earth/Space was fun, but only because of the extent that we were joking around. I still took notes. Note days are the best.&lt;br /&gt;Creative Writing, we had Haas. I hate her as a sub. As a person, she's fine. As a sub, not so much. Finished up Dead Poets Society. Great movie, see it if you haven't already.&lt;br /&gt;Rehearsal after school. Pages 1-14. I like the system of doing things. I'm just trying my best not to let Jacobs and everyone else down. Most dedication I've given almost anything ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 Peace&lt;br /&gt;~Zaq&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Postscript: Cameron came to visit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7000448034324720098-6019031084714585217?l=180dayzaq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://180dayzaq.blogspot.com/feeds/6019031084714585217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7000448034324720098&amp;postID=6019031084714585217' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7000448034324720098/posts/default/6019031084714585217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7000448034324720098/posts/default/6019031084714585217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://180dayzaq.blogspot.com/2008/10/pebz-is-my-dealer.html' title='Pebz is my dealer'/><author><name>Zaq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06121481723567276398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SRamXhtW0wI/AAAAAAAAAIg/mU6P5gsnrLY/S220/n587252782_1645613_6072.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SQFBDbtJ27I/AAAAAAAAAHc/3Z7ZKDZG-OE/s72-c/10-23-08_1528.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7000448034324720098.post-3003887362076760185</id><published>2008-10-22T18:45:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T18:51:27.522-04:00</updated><title type='text'>:D</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SP-toBCxs2I/AAAAAAAAAHU/gxyKtdDE4eM/s1600-h/DSC03766.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SP-toBCxs2I/AAAAAAAAAHU/gxyKtdDE4eM/s320/DSC03766.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260113792778482530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Got to school. Carie was already there. I got there later due to waking up late and scraping ice off my windows.&lt;br /&gt;Listened to some tunes until Ellen got there, then went inside.&lt;br /&gt;W131 was boring.&lt;br /&gt;English was alright. We actually watched the music video for Tom Petty's "Last dance of Mary Jane". That was awesome.&lt;br /&gt;In Ap Psych, we did stuff.&lt;br /&gt;Lunch was fun. Outside gets colder as the year rolled on.&lt;br /&gt;German was equally boring as W131, but we got new seats.&lt;br /&gt;Rehearsal was fun. I'm afraid of heights. Mostly the steep ladder part. But it was fun hanging with Ethan, Tucker, Allison, Will, and eventually Jayme and Frankie for most of the time.&lt;br /&gt;Hung with Carie a bit afterwards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 Peace&lt;br /&gt;~Zaq&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Postscript: Jayme's eyes only stayed open in this one pic where she's hugging Frankie.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7000448034324720098-3003887362076760185?l=180dayzaq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://180dayzaq.blogspot.com/feeds/3003887362076760185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7000448034324720098&amp;postID=3003887362076760185' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7000448034324720098/posts/default/3003887362076760185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7000448034324720098/posts/default/3003887362076760185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://180dayzaq.blogspot.com/2008/10/d.html' title=':D'/><author><name>Zaq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06121481723567276398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SRamXhtW0wI/AAAAAAAAAIg/mU6P5gsnrLY/S220/n587252782_1645613_6072.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SP-toBCxs2I/AAAAAAAAAHU/gxyKtdDE4eM/s72-c/DSC03766.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7000448034324720098.post-2864391997591041578</id><published>2008-10-21T22:44:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T22:49:48.822-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Flash! AH AH!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SP6T5RMgDzI/AAAAAAAAAHM/fuH3GQ0vG3k/s1600-h/100_0474.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SP6T5RMgDzI/AAAAAAAAAHM/fuH3GQ0vG3k/s320/100_0474.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259804026892980018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got to school. Sat in my car, listening to music and doing homework. Eventually, mom pulled up, thinking I had left my lights on. That was funny.&lt;br /&gt;Finally, someone showed up (Carie) and we went inside.&lt;br /&gt;Morning was a bit meh-some, but good nonetheless.&lt;br /&gt;Japanese was alright, yet boring, sushi-style.&lt;br /&gt;Algebra 2 was simple. The stuff we learn in there is easy.&lt;br /&gt;Lunch was fun.&lt;br /&gt;Earth/Space was just stupid. Mrs. Gummer has the most roundabout ways of doing stuff. Like not teaching. That's a main one.&lt;br /&gt;Creative Writing, we watched Dead Poets Society, which I love. We have to do stuff with it, but meh. It's all good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school, I had read through, and now that I read Willy's lines aloud, I realize that he's a lot more crazy than I first gave him credit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, I went to the choir concert and hung with Ryan, Jayme, and Kortney. Kortney, Carie, and I hung around for a little bit after, then we went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 Peace&lt;br /&gt;~Zaq&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Postscript: Ryan and Kortney right before the show was about to start. Didn't realize flash was on. Made pic worse than it should've been.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7000448034324720098-2864391997591041578?l=180dayzaq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://180dayzaq.blogspot.com/feeds/2864391997591041578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7000448034324720098&amp;postID=2864391997591041578' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7000448034324720098/posts/default/2864391997591041578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7000448034324720098/posts/default/2864391997591041578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://180dayzaq.blogspot.com/2008/10/flash-ah-ah.html' title='Flash! AH AH!'/><author><name>Zaq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06121481723567276398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SRamXhtW0wI/AAAAAAAAAIg/mU6P5gsnrLY/S220/n587252782_1645613_6072.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SP6T5RMgDzI/AAAAAAAAAHM/fuH3GQ0vG3k/s72-c/100_0474.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7000448034324720098.post-1986966709886729241</id><published>2008-10-20T20:22:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T20:30:27.131-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Meeting One: Success</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SP0gxktu4cI/AAAAAAAAAG8/UolniVXJmPQ/s1600-h/100_0473.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SP0gxktu4cI/AAAAAAAAAG8/UolniVXJmPQ/s320/100_0473.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259395975879778754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got up, went to school. Sat for awhile listening to music, until Carie got there. Went inside and hung out until class started.&lt;br /&gt;Finished Ever After in W131. Mr. Bryant got all upset with watching movies in class, and Mr. Oliver won the verbal beatdown by telling him to take it up with IU's curiculum.&lt;br /&gt;English was cool. We studied the Raven. No joke. The only thing we did was pick apart the Raven by Edgar Allen Poe.&lt;br /&gt;AP Psych was alright. We didn't really do much, but promises of future things.&lt;br /&gt;Lunch was awesome. We had fried greenbeans. We sat outside, and even though it felt good, people were complaining about the cold.&lt;br /&gt;German was just bleh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school, we went to Starbucks (after a financial beatdown from my mother) for the first NaNoWriMo meeting. Not only did we get stuff done, we had fun, which is just as much important.&lt;br /&gt;Carolyn was the most vague, and hilarious, and contradictory person to talk. She had us laughing (at her expense, no offense to her) for 16 minutes by Carie's watch. That was great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feature: First Nine Weeks winners (Favorite person)&lt;br /&gt;W131: IO BATKA&lt;br /&gt;ENGLISH: JESSICA GEORGE&lt;br /&gt;AP PSYCHOLOGY: PEBBLES&lt;br /&gt;GERMAN: CASEY BOLDA&lt;br /&gt;JAPANESE: CHELSEA SCOTT/ALYCIA KNOX&lt;br /&gt;ALGEBRA 2: MANDI THOMPSON&lt;br /&gt;EARTH/SPACE: JORDON BURNSIDE&lt;br /&gt;CREATIVE WRITING: TONI TILLET&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 Peace&lt;br /&gt;~Zaq&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Postscript: I caught IO, Carie, Fred, and Anthony as they were laughing at Carolyn. I tried to get everyone, but didn't have the room.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7000448034324720098-1986966709886729241?l=180dayzaq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://180dayzaq.blogspot.com/feeds/1986966709886729241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7000448034324720098&amp;postID=1986966709886729241' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7000448034324720098/posts/default/1986966709886729241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7000448034324720098/posts/default/1986966709886729241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://180dayzaq.blogspot.com/2008/10/meeting-one-success.html' title='Meeting One: Success'/><author><name>Zaq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06121481723567276398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SRamXhtW0wI/AAAAAAAAAIg/mU6P5gsnrLY/S220/n587252782_1645613_6072.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SP0gxktu4cI/AAAAAAAAAG8/UolniVXJmPQ/s72-c/100_0473.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7000448034324720098.post-5631321674853044795</id><published>2008-10-20T20:16:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T20:22:04.208-04:00</updated><title type='text'>10/17/08</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SP0fiJscDjI/AAAAAAAAAG0/tfmPbUjTsio/s1600-h/100_0471.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SP0fiJscDjI/AAAAAAAAAG0/tfmPbUjTsio/s320/100_0471.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259394611416927794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Japanese was alright from what I could remember. The atmosphere was in one of those good moods that I'm in usually.&lt;br /&gt;Algebra 2 was boring. We had a sub. We took notes. That was pretty much it.&lt;br /&gt;Lunch was fine. I don't remember what I did?&lt;br /&gt;Earth/Space was also boring. Test. And other stuff. It was pretty easy. I've retained all this stuff.&lt;br /&gt;Creative Writing was also fun. All character stuff, which for me, is a good thing. I like doing character stuff, but it's one of my weakest points.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school we had rehearsal. And then the play. And an awesome audience. And good energy. It went awesomely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feature: I HAD A GOOD WEEKEND. Can't go into details, 'cuz that isn't what the blog is about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 Peace&lt;br /&gt;~Zaq&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Postscript: Frankie, Carolyn, and Peyton (sp?) standing around.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7000448034324720098-5631321674853044795?l=180dayzaq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://180dayzaq.blogspot.com/feeds/5631321674853044795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7000448034324720098&amp;postID=5631321674853044795' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7000448034324720098/posts/default/5631321674853044795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7000448034324720098/posts/default/5631321674853044795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://180dayzaq.blogspot.com/2008/10/101708.html' title='10/17/08'/><author><name>Zaq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06121481723567276398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SRamXhtW0wI/AAAAAAAAAIg/mU6P5gsnrLY/S220/n587252782_1645613_6072.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SP0fiJscDjI/AAAAAAAAAG0/tfmPbUjTsio/s72-c/100_0471.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7000448034324720098.post-2322294031231054926</id><published>2008-10-20T20:13:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T20:16:34.597-04:00</updated><title type='text'>10/16/08</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SP0etU5xZxI/AAAAAAAAAGs/bxD9brlIrSs/s1600-h/DSC03688.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SP0etU5xZxI/AAAAAAAAAGs/bxD9brlIrSs/s320/DSC03688.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259393703892576018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woo, way days late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sadly, I don't remember anything that I did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had W131, watched Ever After.&lt;br /&gt;Had English, stuff about Poe&lt;br /&gt;Psych, we were blindfolded. It was fun, I'll give it that. We made human pyramid, found stuff, wandered aimlessly. 'Twas much fun.&lt;br /&gt;Lunch, was difficult blinded&lt;br /&gt;German, boredom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rehearsal, happened. From what I remember, it was alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry abo0ut the lack of stuff, but Carie had thought she had lost her camera. It took awhile to get the pic. And then I just didn't feel like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 Peace&lt;br /&gt;~Zaq&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Postscript: Tucker&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7000448034324720098-2322294031231054926?l=180dayzaq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://180dayzaq.blogspot.com/feeds/2322294031231054926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7000448034324720098&amp;postID=2322294031231054926' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7000448034324720098/posts/default/2322294031231054926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7000448034324720098/posts/default/2322294031231054926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://180dayzaq.blogspot.com/2008/10/101608.html' title='10/16/08'/><author><name>Zaq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06121481723567276398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SRamXhtW0wI/AAAAAAAAAIg/mU6P5gsnrLY/S220/n587252782_1645613_6072.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SP0etU5xZxI/AAAAAAAAAGs/bxD9brlIrSs/s72-c/DSC03688.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7000448034324720098.post-343330194070969810</id><published>2008-10-15T21:36:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T21:46:06.325-04:00</updated><title type='text'>FREE CAR WASH!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SPaa7dQbccI/AAAAAAAAAGk/8M5-dDvzy6Y/s1600-h/DSC03670.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SPaa7dQbccI/AAAAAAAAAGk/8M5-dDvzy6Y/s320/DSC03670.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257559961258127810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up, drove to school. Like always. Sat in the parking lot listening to my newest playlist. It's amazing. It's my favorite and it has no NIN or Smashing Pumpkins. That's just...wow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywho, shortly thereafter, Ellen pulled up, so we walked up to the school and went to the Japanese Club Doughnut Breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A bunch of people has PSATs today, so Japanese was low on people, especially people that I talk to. Algebra was even less.&lt;br /&gt;Lunch was pretty cool. No real reason. Just was.&lt;br /&gt;Earth/Space was boring. There's a new girl in our class though, so a new person to get weirded out and laughing about our group. We had to watch AN INCONVENIENT TRUTH and it was boring.&lt;br /&gt;Creative Writing was fun. We're beginning on character development.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which reminds me that NANOWRIMO is soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rehearsal was simply boring. Dinner Theater just gets that way. Without an audience, there's not much to do.&lt;br /&gt;Afterwards, it was pouring. I handed my stuff off, ran across the parking lot, got in my car, came back to drive Carie to her car, and the rain was nearly stopped.&lt;br /&gt;Bull....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 Peace&lt;br /&gt;~Zaq&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Postscript: Ellen, pointing at something. She seems excited about it though.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7000448034324720098-343330194070969810?l=180dayzaq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://180dayzaq.blogspot.com/feeds/343330194070969810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7000448034324720098&amp;postID=343330194070969810' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7000448034324720098/posts/default/343330194070969810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7000448034324720098/posts/default/343330194070969810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://180dayzaq.blogspot.com/2008/10/free-car-wash.html' title='FREE CAR WASH!'/><author><name>Zaq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06121481723567276398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SRamXhtW0wI/AAAAAAAAAIg/mU6P5gsnrLY/S220/n587252782_1645613_6072.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SPaa7dQbccI/AAAAAAAAAGk/8M5-dDvzy6Y/s72-c/DSC03670.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7000448034324720098.post-24016088803680958</id><published>2008-10-14T23:53:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T23:58:02.002-04:00</updated><title type='text'>So close</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SPVpRWOJ0DI/AAAAAAAAAGc/A5-QH32ej9Q/s1600-h/DSC03472.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SPVpRWOJ0DI/AAAAAAAAAGc/A5-QH32ej9Q/s320/DSC03472.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257223886768558130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got to school at the normal time. Read with the 5 girls who were at callbacks. Cast list finalized at the end of the day.&lt;br /&gt;W131 was fun. We just did projects. Next time we start watching Ever After. The class is getting progressively better...for now.&lt;br /&gt;English was boring. Poe was a good writer, yes, but I don't like him all that much. We pretty much just watched his biography the whole time.&lt;br /&gt;Walking up to the door for AP Psych, Mr. Leswing tells us that as soon as we cross the threshold into the room, we can't talk. Not even during lunch. It was a thing about non-verbal communication. On Thursday, we are going to be blindfolded.&lt;br /&gt;Lunch was fun with not being able to talk.&lt;br /&gt;German was alright. Mostly notes... woo...notes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rehearsal was long and drawn out today, and afterwards, I gotta hang out with Anthony, Carie, and Tucker. That was fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feature: I wrote this with three minutes to spare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 Peace&lt;br /&gt;~Zaq&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Postscript: Madi shows up to tech for no reason. So I took the picture. She posed at the last possible second. Skillz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7000448034324720098-24016088803680958?l=180dayzaq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://180dayzaq.blogspot.com/feeds/24016088803680958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7000448034324720098&amp;postID=24016088803680958' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7000448034324720098/posts/default/24016088803680958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7000448034324720098/posts/default/24016088803680958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://180dayzaq.blogspot.com/2008/10/so-close.html' title='So close'/><author><name>Zaq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06121481723567276398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SRamXhtW0wI/AAAAAAAAAIg/mU6P5gsnrLY/S220/n587252782_1645613_6072.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SPVpRWOJ0DI/AAAAAAAAAGc/A5-QH32ej9Q/s72-c/DSC03472.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7000448034324720098.post-7538008179590594508</id><published>2008-10-13T21:21:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T21:25:35.140-04:00</updated><title type='text'>quick</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SPP0WVNIn-I/AAAAAAAAAGU/ZRUHo63t-BI/s1600-h/100_0458.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SPP0WVNIn-I/AAAAAAAAAGU/ZRUHo63t-BI/s320/100_0458.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256813854558035938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got into school. Mr. Jacobs delayed callbacks to tomorrow morning. Yeesh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Japanese was simple. Turns out our story was a ghost story, which I called. Class ended early.&lt;br /&gt;So did Algebra 2, where we had a test.&lt;br /&gt;The reason for the shortages was due to a Voice convocation about the dangers of drugs and stuff. The guy told a story about his daughter who died of Heroin abuse. His tale was gripping, and my attention was held.&lt;br /&gt;Earth/Space was boring, as was Creative Writing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rehearsal was drawn out, and Ted wasn't even there. Afterward, Anthony, Carie, and I hung out a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 Peace&lt;br /&gt;~Zaq&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Postscript: Anthony, Me, and Carie chilling out on Carie's car.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7000448034324720098-7538008179590594508?l=180dayzaq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://180dayzaq.blogspot.com/feeds/7538008179590594508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7000448034324720098&amp;postID=7538008179590594508' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7000448034324720098/posts/default/7538008179590594508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7000448034324720098/posts/default/7538008179590594508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://180dayzaq.blogspot.com/2008/10/quick.html' title='quick'/><author><name>Zaq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06121481723567276398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SRamXhtW0wI/AAAAAAAAAIg/mU6P5gsnrLY/S220/n587252782_1645613_6072.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SPP0WVNIn-I/AAAAAAAAAGU/ZRUHo63t-BI/s72-c/100_0458.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7000448034324720098.post-8411638377721633090</id><published>2008-10-10T20:31:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T20:43:44.168-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A body piercing cooler than any navel ring.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SO_0TS-d8jI/AAAAAAAAAGM/lgYT2eFa1Ag/s1600-h/DSC03361.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SO_0TS-d8jI/AAAAAAAAAGM/lgYT2eFa1Ag/s320/DSC03361.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255687902513197618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Went to school, finished up the note cards for Psychology. That was fun and crazy. Got more Gummy Bears from Kayla. Remember kids, when Zaq has candy, he'll share it with people he likes.&lt;br /&gt;First period, W131. I'm working with Mallorie Taylor and Allison McCord for the Cinderella thing. We got 1960's poem version which was just odd. Really, really odd. Probably made more sense on an acid trip.&lt;br /&gt;In the end, it was fine enough.&lt;br /&gt;Second period, English, we finished Crucible. i did the amazing multitasking of watching the movie/joining in discussion/and doing my AP Psych homework. Woo!&lt;br /&gt;Ap Psych, TEST! WOO! My homework was done, and I was ready for the test. I feel that I did fairly well, but we'll see. Those things have the ability to come back on me. After the test, it was about 12:15, so I felt the need to go down to the CMR FINALLY and get my blood drawn. This year, they have the RA maching, where they only take the red cells from you and put your plasma back, as well as saline to replace the liquid. I chose it. Every time you get the return, it gets really cold in your arm. There are four draws and four returns. The returns got progressively colder. It was awesome.&lt;br /&gt;By the time I was done, SSR was over and it was time for German. Most of what we did was writing, so that was fun to do without bending my arm. Frau kept commenting on my paleness and saying she wished she had something to feed me, even though I felt fine. It was great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school, I had rehearsal. It was alright. Repeatative, since a lot of people either don't know their lines or keep changing things up. Hell, Taylor didn't even get to die. All in all, it was alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feature: Zaq has to be there Monday to read with potential Linda's for the female callback. Sarcastic woo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 Peace&lt;br /&gt;~Zaq&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Postscript: I couldn't get video of the needle going into my vein, but I got a picture of the aftermath. You can tell by the tube that it's during the return, since saline is pumping back in.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7000448034324720098-8411638377721633090?l=180dayzaq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://180dayzaq.blogspot.com/feeds/8411638377721633090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7000448034324720098&amp;postID=8411638377721633090' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7000448034324720098/posts/default/8411638377721633090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7000448034324720098/posts/default/8411638377721633090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://180dayzaq.blogspot.com/2008/10/body-piercing-cooler-than-any-navel.html' title='A body piercing cooler than any navel ring.'/><author><name>Zaq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06121481723567276398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SRamXhtW0wI/AAAAAAAAAIg/mU6P5gsnrLY/S220/n587252782_1645613_6072.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SO_0TS-d8jI/AAAAAAAAAGM/lgYT2eFa1Ag/s72-c/DSC03361.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7000448034324720098.post-3025082257103962228</id><published>2008-10-09T20:39:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T20:47:47.050-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Jaded...Ja-Ja-Jaded</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SO6kVILGQGI/AAAAAAAAAF8/VjEftRzgfUo/s1600-h/DSC03343.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SO6kVILGQGI/AAAAAAAAAF8/VjEftRzgfUo/s320/DSC03343.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255318498066186338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up and got to school. Woo-ness. Got to hang out with nobody and was listening to my ipod most of the time. Conversations only when I wanted them. It was pretty sweet.&lt;br /&gt;Japanese felt good. I didn't have the same dialogue partner, but that's not the good part. At one point, Mr. Bryant came in, so instead of jumping to Kenshin like normal, sensei quickly put up a worksheet and had us read off what they were until Mr. Bryant left. That was awesome.&lt;br /&gt;Kenshin was what felt right. It was relaxing and comfortable, and friendly. Not the show itself, but the atmosphere. Everything felt right.&lt;br /&gt;Algebra 2 was pretty wicked. We went over homework and spent the rest of the time talking while putting together our portfolios and finishing up some stuff. I liked it. Most of my classes ended up like that today.&lt;br /&gt;Lunch was cool. I don't remember much from it. I was kind of there, just listening to conversations and joining in when I felt like it.&lt;br /&gt;Earth/Space was boring like always, but it felt more peaceful. Nothing much to say.&lt;br /&gt;Creative writing was lacking its normal routine, due to Mrs. Heck being absent, and Mrs. Haas being out sub. Luckily, we're in the computer lab working on our projects, so not much to worry about. Mrs. Haas' threats are empty, so we talked.&lt;br /&gt;Before creative writing, I had put my ipod in my pocket, so that after the class, I could blare the music and not have anyone ruin the cast list for me. When I got there, it wasn't up yet, so I relaxed against the wall, listening to Jaded by Aerosmith. Mr. Jacobs finally came around the corner and put it up.&lt;br /&gt;We had CSz, but due to dinner theater, I had to miss it. Instead, I was at rehearsal, which was good. I think it went well. I'm connecting more with people that I would regret not knowing as friends after I graduate. I'm glad for this.&lt;br /&gt;I'm also glad that Sammy is going to do sound tech for Midwinter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feature 1: Zaq Cass is going to play Willy Loman in "Death of a Salesman" for the GCHS Drama Department.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 Peace&lt;br /&gt;~Zaq&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Postscript: The pic I wanted got deleted. I'm not saying I don't like this one. It's pretty awesome. The other one was more of a focus on Carie though. This has Carie being Carie with Carolyn and Will in the background&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7000448034324720098-3025082257103962228?l=180dayzaq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://180dayzaq.blogspot.com/feeds/3025082257103962228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7000448034324720098&amp;postID=3025082257103962228' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7000448034324720098/posts/default/3025082257103962228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7000448034324720098/posts/default/3025082257103962228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://180dayzaq.blogspot.com/2008/10/jadedja-ja-jaded.html' title='Jaded...Ja-Ja-Jaded'/><author><name>Zaq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06121481723567276398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SRamXhtW0wI/AAAAAAAAAIg/mU6P5gsnrLY/S220/n587252782_1645613_6072.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SO6kVILGQGI/AAAAAAAAAF8/VjEftRzgfUo/s72-c/DSC03343.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7000448034324720098.post-2796087255289097796</id><published>2008-10-08T19:13:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T19:19:26.108-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A Day For Arthur Miller</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SO0-tf7nkhI/AAAAAAAAAF0/OLpWLI52suk/s1600-h/DSC03327.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SO0-tf7nkhI/AAAAAAAAAF0/OLpWLI52suk/s320/DSC03327.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254925291597828626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up, got a ride from school. Brakes mucked up on my car. Fixed. Woo. Bleed money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;W131 was pretty awesome. We get an opinion on our next paper, so that's cool.&lt;br /&gt;In English, we started watching The Crucible.&lt;br /&gt;AP Psych, we continued on with our projects and stuff. Test next time. Woo, cramming.&lt;br /&gt;Lunch, only seven of us went outside. It wasn't that badly cold/raining. People need to relax.&lt;br /&gt;(God, it was freezing)&lt;br /&gt;German was cool. We go beyond learning though, and take it to the very last minute, which annoys me a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school, we had auditions for the Midwinter, Death of a Salesman. I tried out for Willy. I hope I get it. That'd be sweet. I only mucked up on lines, and Mr. Jacobs didn't know the monologue, so he wouldn't have realized.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, I hung with Ellen and Anthony backstage, waiting for the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then fell asleep.&lt;br /&gt;Now awake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 Peace&lt;br /&gt;~Zaq&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Postscript: Mr Jacob's giving a spiel.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7000448034324720098-2796087255289097796?l=180dayzaq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://180dayzaq.blogspot.com/feeds/2796087255289097796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7000448034324720098&amp;postID=2796087255289097796' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7000448034324720098/posts/default/2796087255289097796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7000448034324720098/posts/default/2796087255289097796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://180dayzaq.blogspot.com/2008/10/day-for-arthur-miller.html' title='A Day For Arthur Miller'/><author><name>Zaq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06121481723567276398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SRamXhtW0wI/AAAAAAAAAIg/mU6P5gsnrLY/S220/n587252782_1645613_6072.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SO0-tf7nkhI/AAAAAAAAAF0/OLpWLI52suk/s72-c/DSC03327.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7000448034324720098.post-1896117124159047234</id><published>2008-10-07T19:32:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T19:35:42.186-04:00</updated><title type='text'>short</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SOvxs7lUtDI/AAAAAAAAAFs/L8j9iyiT8yQ/s1600-h/DSC03321.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SOvxs7lUtDI/AAAAAAAAAFs/L8j9iyiT8yQ/s320/DSC03321.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254559144468591666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was grey. Simple as it is, today was grey. Even as I write this, the skies are dark and the ground is littered with an earlier rainfall.&lt;br /&gt;The atmosphere always matches the mood when I'm actually paying attention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Japanese was alright. Annoying, but alright.&lt;br /&gt;Algebra 2 was the same.&lt;br /&gt;And Earth/Space&lt;br /&gt;And Creative writing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there's comedy sportz. Which I'm not getting into. IO can go take her opinion of my role in it and shove it up her ass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 Peace&lt;br /&gt;~Zaq&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Postscript: The only happiness in my day was spending the little time I got to with Ellen. Luckily I took this pic. Luckily, she smiled.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7000448034324720098-1896117124159047234?l=180dayzaq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://180dayzaq.blogspot.com/feeds/1896117124159047234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7000448034324720098&amp;postID=1896117124159047234' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7000448034324720098/posts/default/1896117124159047234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7000448034324720098/posts/default/1896117124159047234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://180dayzaq.blogspot.com/2008/10/short.html' title='short'/><author><name>Zaq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06121481723567276398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SRamXhtW0wI/AAAAAAAAAIg/mU6P5gsnrLY/S220/n587252782_1645613_6072.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SOvxs7lUtDI/AAAAAAAAAFs/L8j9iyiT8yQ/s72-c/DSC03321.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7000448034324720098.post-7779911839095217461</id><published>2008-10-06T22:27:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T22:32:07.155-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I don't wear blue jeans because I love the rabbits</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SOrJcX9ZgiI/AAAAAAAAAFk/5VLzYu5ylbs/s1600-h/DSC03295.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SOrJcX9ZgiI/AAAAAAAAAFk/5VLzYu5ylbs/s320/DSC03295.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254233404586164770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Woo, I'm writing on a day that I experienced today. That's sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day went fairly quick. Apparently, I didn't learn much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;W131, we went over papers.&lt;br /&gt;English, we had tests.&lt;br /&gt;AP Psychology, we did presentations.&lt;br /&gt;Lunch was alright.&lt;br /&gt;And in German, we watched a movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Simplicity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rehearsal sucked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got home. Waited. Worked on my Nanowrimo Character Development most of the day.&lt;br /&gt;Mom got home.&lt;br /&gt;Ate dinner.&lt;br /&gt;Watched tv.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then nothingness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just encouraging people to join Nanowrimo and tell me their ID numbers so I can watch their progress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 Peace&lt;br /&gt;~Zaq&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Postscript: Ellen wanted a hug, but IO was holding her back. Carie likes being in pics.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7000448034324720098-7779911839095217461?l=180dayzaq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://180dayzaq.blogspot.com/feeds/7779911839095217461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7000448034324720098&amp;postID=7779911839095217461' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7000448034324720098/posts/default/7779911839095217461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7000448034324720098/posts/default/7779911839095217461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://180dayzaq.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-dont-wear-blue-jeans-because-i-love.html' title='I don&apos;t wear blue jeans because I love the rabbits'/><author><name>Zaq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06121481723567276398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SRamXhtW0wI/AAAAAAAAAIg/mU6P5gsnrLY/S220/n587252782_1645613_6072.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SOrJcX9ZgiI/AAAAAAAAAFk/5VLzYu5ylbs/s72-c/DSC03295.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7000448034324720098.post-1951319628656956804</id><published>2008-10-06T22:23:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T22:27:48.708-04:00</updated><title type='text'>10/03/08</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SOrIK2uLrlI/AAAAAAAAAFU/sK93sMxjDHs/s1600-h/DSC03198.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SOrIK2uLrlI/AAAAAAAAAFU/sK93sMxjDHs/s320/DSC03198.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254232004094570066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, now what do I remember about Friday?&lt;br /&gt;Not much...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Japanese first. Test, then an hour of Kenshin, which is crazy.&lt;br /&gt;Then Algebra 2. Easy stuff, if I remember.&lt;br /&gt;Lunch-normal&lt;br /&gt;Earth/Space- boring, thus normal&lt;br /&gt;And Creative Writing probably rocked my socks. The assignments get exponentially greater in that class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also went to Riley Days and had an awesome time. Went to Battle of the Bands, watched Chelsea and Panic Prone, which was awesome. Chelsea is an amazing singer, and her singing Immigrant Song gave me chillz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday was awesome too. That's all I'm saying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 Peace&lt;br /&gt;~Zaq&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Postscript: We had rehearsal shortly after school. Mr. Jacob's bday was fun. The pic is Tucker, myself, and IO before rehearsal.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7000448034324720098-1951319628656956804?l=180dayzaq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://180dayzaq.blogspot.com/feeds/1951319628656956804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7000448034324720098&amp;postID=1951319628656956804' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7000448034324720098/posts/default/1951319628656956804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7000448034324720098/posts/default/1951319628656956804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://180dayzaq.blogspot.com/2008/10/100308.html' title='10/03/08'/><author><name>Zaq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06121481723567276398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SRamXhtW0wI/AAAAAAAAAIg/mU6P5gsnrLY/S220/n587252782_1645613_6072.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SOrIK2uLrlI/AAAAAAAAAFU/sK93sMxjDHs/s72-c/DSC03198.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7000448034324720098.post-5514033484412846483</id><published>2008-10-06T17:14:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T17:19:18.809-04:00</updated><title type='text'>10/02/08</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SOp_tpeV_qI/AAAAAAAAAFM/tgJamjup4dc/s1600-h/DSC03179.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SOp_tpeV_qI/AAAAAAAAAFM/tgJamjup4dc/s320/DSC03179.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254152337485069986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can only update for Thursday, because someone took the camera back to take pics even though I said "No, I'm about to leave."&lt;br /&gt;Now when she reads this, she's gonna be all, "I didn't hear you say that."&lt;br /&gt;Even though I said it twice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywho, Thursday was good. For what I can remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Easy classes. W131, did nothing. English, finished discussion on THE CRUCIBLE. AP Psych, work day, German, random movie.&lt;br /&gt;After school, Frankie, Fred, IO, Anthony, Carie, Erin, and John went to Chicago's. We had awesome time, then went to all the possible dollar stores, walmart, big lots, and back to school for rehearsal. After rehearsal, we snuck into Mr. Jacobs' room to decorate it for his birthday. Twas pretty awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't remember much else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 Peace&lt;br /&gt;~Zaq&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Postscript:John, Fred, IO, Ryan, Haley, Hannah, and Carie pose after decorations. Anthony had left for a second to get something, and we had to take it quick because Fred was leaving.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7000448034324720098-5514033484412846483?l=180dayzaq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://180dayzaq.blogspot.com/feeds/5514033484412846483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7000448034324720098&amp;postID=5514033484412846483' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7000448034324720098/posts/default/5514033484412846483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7000448034324720098/posts/default/5514033484412846483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://180dayzaq.blogspot.com/2008/10/100208.html' title='10/02/08'/><author><name>Zaq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06121481723567276398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SRamXhtW0wI/AAAAAAAAAIg/mU6P5gsnrLY/S220/n587252782_1645613_6072.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SOp_tpeV_qI/AAAAAAAAAFM/tgJamjup4dc/s72-c/DSC03179.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7000448034324720098.post-957964815780589641</id><published>2008-10-01T22:56:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T23:00:49.918-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Oktober</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SOQ4XNFAogI/AAAAAAAAAFE/Nn4MQAKLOuo/s1600-h/DSC03151.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SOQ4XNFAogI/AAAAAAAAAFE/Nn4MQAKLOuo/s320/DSC03151.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252385036719661570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up.&lt;br /&gt;It was cold outside.&lt;br /&gt;Really cold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reaaaaaaaaaaaaaaally cold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Japanese first. It was alright. Friends make things better, especially when you make them feel better about their selves.&lt;br /&gt;Algebra was alright. Easy work. Test will be easy. Mwahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Lunch was cool. I hung out with IO in the Econ mall, helping her, Jermas, and Kevin sell stuff. 'Twas great.&lt;br /&gt;Earth/Space was alright. Labs. Woo......&lt;br /&gt;And Creative Writing was cool. I'm excited. Now that we're out of the poetry unit, I'm anticipating good things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a 21st century scholars meeting. Same stuff I heard at the last one I went to.&lt;br /&gt;Then I shopped at the library, got a couple of books, two movies, and a best of dvd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched "A Lot Like Love" which was an amazing movie. I liked it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feature: I wished I had a friend named Emily so I could call her "Em"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 Peace&lt;br /&gt;~Zaq&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Postscript: Kevin, IO, and Jermas selling stuff at the Econ mall&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7000448034324720098-957964815780589641?l=180dayzaq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://180dayzaq.blogspot.com/feeds/957964815780589641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7000448034324720098&amp;postID=957964815780589641' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7000448034324720098/posts/default/957964815780589641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7000448034324720098/posts/default/957964815780589641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://180dayzaq.blogspot.com/2008/10/oktober.html' title='Oktober'/><author><name>Zaq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06121481723567276398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SRamXhtW0wI/AAAAAAAAAIg/mU6P5gsnrLY/S220/n587252782_1645613_6072.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SOQ4XNFAogI/AAAAAAAAAFE/Nn4MQAKLOuo/s72-c/DSC03151.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7000448034324720098.post-2903694771210156616</id><published>2008-09-30T21:24:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T21:30:25.112-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Lunch!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SOLRSpfJfKI/AAAAAAAAAE8/huJaXf01uZo/s1600-h/DSC03139.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SOLRSpfJfKI/AAAAAAAAAE8/huJaXf01uZo/s320/DSC03139.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251990233771768994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I persuade you to click on the pic for full awesomeness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywho, got up. Went to school (IN THE FOG), realized for the third time that my right arm is pained, and went to class.&lt;br /&gt;Woo. Class&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oliver let us go to the Econ mall, but it was near pointless.&lt;br /&gt;Bunnell's class was fun today. The Crucible is fun to discuss. That trip to the econ mall was equally pointless, but somewhat fun anyway. We also found out that Bunnell is preggers, and I was the first one to catch what she said.&lt;br /&gt;AP Psychology, we're starting on a project that seems easy enough. I'm waiting for the rest of my group to figure out the details so that I can write the 5-7 page paper. Mr. Leswing actually likes my papers.&lt;br /&gt;Lunch was fun. Obviously. It was cold, so there were few of us outside. But because of this, everyone talked to everyone and it was awesome discussion time.&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, there was German. Yay, quiz! Then learning stuff! NO econ mall? =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, I HAD TO GO TO WORK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait to quit&lt;br /&gt;But I shall not quit until I have another job lined up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arby's sucks in so many ways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 Peace&lt;br /&gt;~Zaq&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Postscript: Kevin is flipping off the camera, Eli is making a goofy face like always, Jamie stuck out her tounge, Lindsey is hiding, Racheal is throwing me some peace, Pebz is slightly surprised, Schyler looks sad, Will is retarded, IO is a lightspot hog, and Jacob is saying "Crap, now there's evidence that I was outside with the seniors."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7000448034324720098-2903694771210156616?l=180dayzaq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://180dayzaq.blogspot.com/feeds/2903694771210156616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7000448034324720098&amp;postID=2903694771210156616' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7000448034324720098/posts/default/2903694771210156616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7000448034324720098/posts/default/2903694771210156616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://180dayzaq.blogspot.com/2008/09/lunch.html' title='Lunch!'/><author><name>Zaq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06121481723567276398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SRamXhtW0wI/AAAAAAAAAIg/mU6P5gsnrLY/S220/n587252782_1645613_6072.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SOLRSpfJfKI/AAAAAAAAAE8/huJaXf01uZo/s72-c/DSC03139.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7000448034324720098.post-206211385800489630</id><published>2008-09-29T23:29:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T23:35:10.205-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Here</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SOGdLaMuiMI/AAAAAAAAAE0/_to-3EMh6xU/s1600-h/DSC03137.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SOGdLaMuiMI/AAAAAAAAAE0/_to-3EMh6xU/s320/DSC03137.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251651459827534018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up, got to school. I don't know why I start it off like that. It annoys me too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The start of the day went awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, I had Japanese, which was decent. Branden was back, meaning my partner was back, and I didn't have to tag along with Chelsea and Alycia.&lt;br /&gt;Algebra was awesome. The sub let us do anything. It was hectically crazy.&lt;br /&gt;Lunch was alright. Lunch isn't fun anymore, really.&lt;br /&gt;Earht/Space we also had a sub, meaning I wasn't bored the whole time, like usual in that class.&lt;br /&gt;And finally, I had creative writing, where I understand why we're doing what we're doing, but have a great dislike of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;End of the day, we FINALLY had read through for Dinner Theater. My character is pretty awesome, not gonna lie. But don't worry, Chance Heartfelt (my character from last year) will always be awesome to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got home, ate dinner, fell asleep.&lt;br /&gt;Woo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm awake. Wide awake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 Peace&lt;br /&gt;~Zaq&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Postscript: Apparently, I caught Carie mid-laugh, Mrs. Schaffer was weirded out by whatever Carie was laughing out, and Mr. Jacobs was rambling about something. IO looks on...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7000448034324720098-206211385800489630?l=180dayzaq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://180dayzaq.blogspot.com/feeds/206211385800489630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7000448034324720098&amp;postID=206211385800489630' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7000448034324720098/posts/default/206211385800489630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7000448034324720098/posts/default/206211385800489630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://180dayzaq.blogspot.com/2008/09/here.html' title='Here'/><author><name>Zaq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06121481723567276398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SRamXhtW0wI/AAAAAAAAAIg/mU6P5gsnrLY/S220/n587252782_1645613_6072.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SOGdLaMuiMI/AAAAAAAAAE0/_to-3EMh6xU/s72-c/DSC03137.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7000448034324720098.post-4847842493810630704</id><published>2008-09-26T23:43:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T23:53:31.178-04:00</updated><title type='text'>18</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SN2sIW86FmI/AAAAAAAAAEs/7EBF7Ai8P_s/s1600-h/DSC03000.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SN2sIW86FmI/AAAAAAAAAEs/7EBF7Ai8P_s/s320/DSC03000.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250542000183842402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SN2sEsi9ymI/AAAAAAAAAEk/RHdy_ziMlgA/s1600-h/DSC02988.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SN2sEsi9ymI/AAAAAAAAAEk/RHdy_ziMlgA/s320/DSC02988.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250541937261136482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up, and...IT'S MAH BIRTHDAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom kept saying it, taking pictures, gave me money and cookies (which I shared with people, but on certain terms).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got to school, had to wait to hug anyone, because Carie won my text contest to be the first person to be hugged by me as an 18 year old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was excited about the day since it was a halfday, essentially, with a party at the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;W131 was alright. Could've been better, but it doesn't matter. English was alright. Went slowly though. AP Psychology was fun, and I'm getting the hang of evolutionary psychology. And lastly, German just went by quick. MIB German style too, though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we got to leave. Carie snuck out with the seniors, and we got hot dogs, because the hamburgers will disappoint you. We just sat and talked and had a good time. I then snuck back into the building with the sound cart, and worked the sound booth for the volleyball game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seniors lost powderpuff&lt;br /&gt;Seniors didn't make it to the end of the volleyball tournament.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afterwards, I hung with Anthony and Carie, and eventually IO. We painted our hair blue (which ended up failing). We also walked to Dairy Queen with Aaron, Chynna, and Madi. (Nannerz was on her way back, and we turned her around).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The game was alright. We lost, which wasn't a big surprise. Coleman tried to make people be on the bleachers at all times, but failed. You can't control Homecoming like that. It was boring at times, then Carie whipped out her camera. That was fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm home.&lt;br /&gt;Woo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was an awesome day. I loved it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feature 1: Presents&lt;br /&gt;From:&lt;br /&gt;Ellen-Box of snacks and awesomeness&lt;br /&gt;Carie-Memoir + Soundtrack&lt;br /&gt;Kayla- Sour Patch Kids&lt;br /&gt;Sammy-Blue Pen&lt;br /&gt;Mom- Printer/Scanner&lt;br /&gt;Numerous people: Awesome hugs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 Peace&lt;br /&gt;~The Birthday Boy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Postscript:&lt;br /&gt;Needed two because IO didn't make the group shot. So that's the first one. Josh Stillinger, me, Ellen, Madi Bowling, Benji Heffner, Sammy Zamora, Frankie Bolda, Hannah Irvine, Kayla Charbenau, Carie McMichael, and Fred Amstutz for the second one.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7000448034324720098-4847842493810630704?l=180dayzaq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://180dayzaq.blogspot.com/feeds/4847842493810630704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7000448034324720098&amp;postID=4847842493810630704' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7000448034324720098/posts/default/4847842493810630704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7000448034324720098/posts/default/4847842493810630704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://180dayzaq.blogspot.com/2008/09/woke-up-and.html' title='18'/><author><name>Zaq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06121481723567276398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SRamXhtW0wI/AAAAAAAAAIg/mU6P5gsnrLY/S220/n587252782_1645613_6072.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SN2sIW86FmI/AAAAAAAAAEs/7EBF7Ai8P_s/s72-c/DSC03000.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7000448034324720098.post-9218916668508641493</id><published>2008-09-25T22:18:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T22:25:00.148-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Last day as a minor</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SNxGn7xBHcI/AAAAAAAAAEc/H9lLDZgB1GU/s1600-h/DSC02985.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SNxGn7xBHcI/AAAAAAAAAEc/H9lLDZgB1GU/s320/DSC02985.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250148917479284162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woo. My last day as a minor. How'd it go???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was alright...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got to school, and laid down on the floor. Just for the heck of it. The next few people that came did the same. Then they opened the doors and we all got up.&lt;br /&gt;Japanese was pretty cool today, but that's because I was hanging out with cool people like always.&lt;br /&gt;Algebra was cool. Fortuna's handwriting sucks though. Thought it was a 5, but it was a .5, yeesh.&lt;br /&gt;Lunch was normal. I got a free muffin. My favorite lunch lady knew it was my birthday tomorrow, but since we have no real lunch tomorrow, she gave me a free muffin today.&lt;br /&gt;Earth/Space was boring. I retain everything from the directed reading. The tests are going to be easy.&lt;br /&gt;Creative Writing, lastly, was fun. I like my poetry portfolio, and the poet I wrote about was lyricist Trent Reznor from Nine Inch Nails.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school, we had CSz, but I only got to stay for warm-up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to work. Boring. Manual labor. Boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later, went to the powderpuff game, but only just in time to see the bonfire and hang out with people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feature 1: Fact about Zaq:&lt;br /&gt;TOMORROW IS MY B-DAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 Peace&lt;br /&gt;~Zaq&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Postscript: Alycia Knox and Chelsea Scott talking during Japanese. Apparently every time Scotty's picture is taken, her eyes are red.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7000448034324720098-9218916668508641493?l=180dayzaq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://180dayzaq.blogspot.com/feeds/9218916668508641493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7000448034324720098&amp;postID=9218916668508641493' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7000448034324720098/posts/default/9218916668508641493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7000448034324720098/posts/default/9218916668508641493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://180dayzaq.blogspot.com/2008/09/last-day-as-minor.html' title='Last day as a minor'/><author><name>Zaq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06121481723567276398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SRamXhtW0wI/AAAAAAAAAIg/mU6P5gsnrLY/S220/n587252782_1645613_6072.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SNxGn7xBHcI/AAAAAAAAAEc/H9lLDZgB1GU/s72-c/DSC02985.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7000448034324720098.post-7447638748525570392</id><published>2008-09-24T18:47:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T18:53:38.434-04:00</updated><title type='text'>LOOK OUT, IT'S CLOWN JESUS!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SNrDkNmMiSI/AAAAAAAAAEU/4x3cY4Rrx38/s1600-h/DSC02983.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SNrDkNmMiSI/AAAAAAAAAEU/4x3cY4Rrx38/s320/DSC02983.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249723342546307362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was awesome. Woke up and picked up Hannah so she could get to school early and enjoy the quiet peace.&lt;br /&gt;Waited FOREVER for IO to get to school to make our outfits. Will and Peyton came in, and their look was awesome. Getting horror is sa-weet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IO finally came in and we stained up the shirts, and got our full look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;W131 finally rolled around, and during the whole discussion, IO kept randomly putting blood on herself. That was hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;English was alright. Tests, then Crucible discussions. Woo...&lt;br /&gt;AP Psych was just completely awesome. Two discussions. But it was amazing. The whole time.&lt;br /&gt;Lunch was cool too. IO kept putting on blood as well as giving Jamie and I blood pouring out of the top of our head (which dripped down to my nose), and by the ear (my brain kersploded).&lt;br /&gt;German was alright. We had a sub today. We quickly finished a paper, then hung out with friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school, I went home. Waited for mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And nao I has a printer! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Printer/scanner mind you. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feature: Game info&lt;br /&gt;There's this 2D MMORPG, free of charge that you should join. It's amazing, and for those of you who know KoL, it plays like that, but not parody, and even some animated graphics. It's just awesome. It's called magic duels, and you can register &lt;a href="http://magicduel.com/register/register.php?refererID=94756"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 Peace&lt;br /&gt;~Zaq&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Postscript: Will, myself, and IO at the beginning of school in our gear. Will looks cooler on camera.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7000448034324720098-7447638748525570392?l=180dayzaq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://180dayzaq.blogspot.com/feeds/7447638748525570392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7000448034324720098&amp;postID=7447638748525570392' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7000448034324720098/posts/default/7447638748525570392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7000448034324720098/posts/default/7447638748525570392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://180dayzaq.blogspot.com/2008/09/look-out-its-clown-jesus.html' title='LOOK OUT, IT&apos;S CLOWN JESUS!!'/><author><name>Zaq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06121481723567276398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SRamXhtW0wI/AAAAAAAAAIg/mU6P5gsnrLY/S220/n587252782_1645613_6072.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SNrDkNmMiSI/AAAAAAAAAEU/4x3cY4Rrx38/s72-c/DSC02983.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7000448034324720098.post-4467594974717803522</id><published>2008-09-24T18:42:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T18:47:16.350-04:00</updated><title type='text'>09/23/08</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SNrCgiBs9KI/AAAAAAAAAEM/7_RSIHOg6l8/s1600-h/DSC02982.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SNrCgiBs9KI/AAAAAAAAAEM/7_RSIHOg6l8/s320/DSC02982.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249722179799282850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a day late, but that's because I accidentally stole Carie's camera. However, if I didn't steal it, I wouldn't have that awesome picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywho, yesterday was alright. Everything was way to mellow. Japanese was mellow. Algebra 2 was mellow. Earth/Space was boring. Creative Writing was fun. Lights turned out, we read entries from our journals. I got mine back, and all her comments were positive. That was sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Earlier in the day, we found out Jacobs' wasn't there, so we didn't have rehearsal. So...IO, Anthony, and Myself went to Quiznos (for subs and job application). Then we went to Walmart and Goodwill for stuff for Wednesday's homecoming spirit day.&lt;br /&gt;Overall, the afternoon was awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for the short post (which is also late).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 Peace&lt;br /&gt;~Zaq&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Postscript: IO looks sad, yet about to laugh as she holds seven dollars in her mouth at goodwill.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7000448034324720098-4467594974717803522?l=180dayzaq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://180dayzaq.blogspot.com/feeds/4467594974717803522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7000448034324720098&amp;postID=4467594974717803522' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7000448034324720098/posts/default/4467594974717803522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7000448034324720098/posts/default/4467594974717803522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://180dayzaq.blogspot.com/2008/09/092308.html' title='09/23/08'/><author><name>Zaq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06121481723567276398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SRamXhtW0wI/AAAAAAAAAIg/mU6P5gsnrLY/S220/n587252782_1645613_6072.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SNrCgiBs9KI/AAAAAAAAAEM/7_RSIHOg6l8/s72-c/DSC02982.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7000448034324720098.post-7250243344705616130</id><published>2008-09-22T19:02:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T19:08:05.117-04:00</updated><title type='text'>ɔıbɐɯ</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SNgkGuNk1HI/AAAAAAAAAEE/mWQYK6PqeV4/s1600-h/DSC02981.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SNgkGuNk1HI/AAAAAAAAAEE/mWQYK6PqeV4/s320/DSC02981.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248985063603098738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up. Friggin' fog on my window that makes it necessary to turn on the heat in my car. Got to school, hung out in boredom.&lt;br /&gt;W131 was great in the simple fact that all we did was watch the first episode of the new season of Biggest Loser.&lt;br /&gt;English, all I know is that we're finally starting the Crucible.&lt;br /&gt;Ap Psych was great. The entire class was a survey and the meaning behind it. And next time, we're going more depth into it.&lt;br /&gt;Lunch was great, an I got to hang out with people.&lt;br /&gt;German was also great, but only because for most of it,we got to hang around friends.&lt;br /&gt;Then, IO got home, and then so did I.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's short. Which is sad. Drama adds to my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feature: Newspost:&lt;br /&gt;The Free Hugs Guy is donated a kidney to a complete stranger. &lt;a href="http://news.yahoo.com/s/afp/20080921/lf_afp/lifestyleaustraliahugsoffbeat_080921082857"&gt;link&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 Peace&lt;br /&gt;~Zaq&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Postscript: Saw Carie. I needed a pic. She handed me camera. I had to go to class. I took pic real quick. She doesn't like it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7000448034324720098-7250243344705616130?l=180dayzaq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://180dayzaq.blogspot.com/feeds/7250243344705616130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7000448034324720098&amp;postID=7250243344705616130' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7000448034324720098/posts/default/7250243344705616130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7000448034324720098/posts/default/7250243344705616130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://180dayzaq.blogspot.com/2008/09/b.html' title='ɔıbɐɯ'/><author><name>Zaq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06121481723567276398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SRamXhtW0wI/AAAAAAAAAIg/mU6P5gsnrLY/S220/n587252782_1645613_6072.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SNgkGuNk1HI/AAAAAAAAAEE/mWQYK6PqeV4/s72-c/DSC02981.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7000448034324720098.post-925653498490426146</id><published>2008-09-21T02:10:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T02:21:27.245-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I feel sorry for most of Friday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SNXlgID_S2I/AAAAAAAAAD8/0uP17hKKTVw/s1600-h/DSC02847.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SNXlgID_S2I/AAAAAAAAAD8/0uP17hKKTVw/s320/DSC02847.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248353280852970338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel sorry for Friday, because I hardly remember it. You'll also find out why, even though it's late, I gave this post a title..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday(Friday), I got to school and was worn out. Dead tired. But I finished WEEDS, so that's all good.&lt;br /&gt;Japanese first, did nothing. Branden is failing me, so we didn't do our dialogue.&lt;br /&gt;After that, I had Algebra 2, which I don't remember much of, other than the fact that the homework was easy.&lt;br /&gt;Lunch was alright.&lt;br /&gt;Earth/Space added on the boring, and we surely did nothing in there. Gold days are starting to fail me.&lt;br /&gt;I had a decent time in Creative Writing though. Haikus, man. I need to make my poetry portfolio though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quick rehearsal, got myself, Anthony, Skomp, and Madi Arby's. The show went good. I liked it. I hated the fact that my show was good, my cast was amazing, yet the only thing people could say about it was that it was long. That's not constructive criticism, move on.&lt;br /&gt;I then went home and slept. And it was nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feature: SATURDAY:&lt;br /&gt;Yep, this one got a title because I PURPOSELY didn't write it until Sunday morning (after cast party). Woke up, got bored, went to Anthonys. Got to school, walked around in the dark until someone turned on lights, got people ready for the show. The matinee went awesomely, but the crowd was dead (almost all matinee crowds are).&lt;br /&gt;We then packed into Allison's car (Aaron and Matt in Matt's car), and we went to Dairy Queen for some quick food. 'Twas good.&lt;br /&gt;The last show was amazing, and at tthe end, my cast brought me up, giving me a balloon, two flowers, and a note from them. It was great. However, I realized that since I was up there, no one was in the sound booth to talk the audience out, so on stage, I did. That was just hilarious to me for some reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tear down was fun. Except, I ended up getting a nail through my finger and it bled for a great deal of time. Pretty quickly too. It's all better now.&lt;br /&gt;Cast party was alright. It's the same as always. Truth and dare with drama kids is fun, sure, but a bit repetative. Stole a bottle of Dr. Pepper, came home. It was cool. Everything went great. And now I get to go back to acting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 Peace&lt;br /&gt;~Zaq&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Postscript: Taken before the show on Friday. Mrs. Batka took my hat, but on her sunglasses, and I took her picture. Madi is in the background, looking at god-knows-what.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7000448034324720098-925653498490426146?l=180dayzaq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://180dayzaq.blogspot.com/feeds/925653498490426146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7000448034324720098&amp;postID=925653498490426146' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7000448034324720098/posts/default/925653498490426146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7000448034324720098/posts/default/925653498490426146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://180dayzaq.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-feel-sorry-for-most-of-friday.html' title='I feel sorry for most of Friday'/><author><name>Zaq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06121481723567276398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SRamXhtW0wI/AAAAAAAAAIg/mU6P5gsnrLY/S220/n587252782_1645613_6072.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SNXlgID_S2I/AAAAAAAAAD8/0uP17hKKTVw/s72-c/DSC02847.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7000448034324720098.post-2082772218097238437</id><published>2008-09-19T00:12:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T00:20:45.854-04:00</updated><title type='text'>9/18/08</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SNMms0OPdQI/AAAAAAAAAD0/Mj4vTc42yS0/s1600-h/DSC02819.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SNMms0OPdQI/AAAAAAAAAD0/Mj4vTc42yS0/s320/DSC02819.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247580542191236354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up, and went to school. Simple enough. I love starting off with that. You know I do it, yet I still tell you.&lt;br /&gt;For the movie, we watched Disturbia, a movie based loosely on an Alfred Hitchcock movie, that I've never seen before. I have to say, it was amazing. I wasn't expecting it, but it held my attention the entire time, was funny, and gave the right feeling to it.&lt;br /&gt;After that, we went to fourth period, which for me, was German. In there, we played Battleship. I won my first ever game of German Battleship against my buddy Sammy, and won a sticker. Ha!&lt;br /&gt;After that, we went to third. Leswing made today a work day, and I spent most of it asking Eli questions from the Riley Queen Pageant  question list.&lt;br /&gt;Lunch was cool. Sat outside, talked to Jake and Schyler. Talked to Elise from across the table, as well.&lt;br /&gt;First period was next, and having W131, all we did was exchange critique papers, something we do all the time. Peer review bores me, but I do it anyway. It's helpful.&lt;br /&gt;And lastly, in English, we watched a documentary on the Salem Witch Trials.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rehearsal was fun, sorta hectic, amazing, whatever you want to call it. They are getting loads better, and I'm expecting three great shows from them. At one point, Skomp started walking in a circle while line blitzing, then someone else joined, then everyone else. They just went around in that circle, running lines, all the way until like, four pages left in the script, when they crashed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;INFO: This is late, due to Carie getting me the pic a bit late, and me falling asleep. So, it's a tie. Woo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 Peace&lt;br /&gt;~Zaq&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Postscript: This is a picture that destroys mom's perfect world vision. Sorry mom. No, it doesn't exist. Look away.&lt;br /&gt;For everyone else, that's me on the Left, Ellen on the right. She smiles when she kisses...that's so cute...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7000448034324720098-2082772218097238437?l=180dayzaq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://180dayzaq.blogspot.com/feeds/2082772218097238437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7000448034324720098&amp;postID=2082772218097238437' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7000448034324720098/posts/default/2082772218097238437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7000448034324720098/posts/default/2082772218097238437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://180dayzaq.blogspot.com/2008/09/91808.html' title='9/18/08'/><author><name>Zaq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06121481723567276398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SRamXhtW0wI/AAAAAAAAAIg/mU6P5gsnrLY/S220/n587252782_1645613_6072.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SNMms0OPdQI/AAAAAAAAAD0/Mj4vTc42yS0/s72-c/DSC02819.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7000448034324720098.post-1402842181466315201</id><published>2008-09-17T21:36:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T21:41:58.091-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Lucia's such a loser.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SNGwt1gjUcI/AAAAAAAAADs/_OaOg30CgdU/s1600-h/DSC02482.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SNGwt1gjUcI/AAAAAAAAADs/_OaOg30CgdU/s320/DSC02482.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247169342367551938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joking, Lucia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywho, today was alright.&lt;br /&gt;Japanese club donut breakfast in the morning. That was fun. Talked about some random stuff with John.&lt;br /&gt;Transformers for movie. I fell asleep. Woo! Sleep!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up, went to fourth period. That was cool. Creative Writing is fun from different perspective, and I'm looking forward to the poetry portfolio.&lt;br /&gt;Then we went to fourth period, which was Earth/Space, where we did nothing. Yay. Nothing.&lt;br /&gt;Lunch was alright, btw.&lt;br /&gt;Then we went to first period. For me, Japanese. Test, then talked. Forty minute classes are the best.&lt;br /&gt;Last, we went to second period, which was Algebra. That was fun as well. Mr. Fortuna doing all that work in that little period of time was hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After this, we had rehearsal. They're getting faster, and if they get the rest of their lines memorized and stay confident, they'll be absolutely perfect, and all bad things will fall on me instead. YAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I'm home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't really know what to do after I finish my critique. I feel like writing. Creatively. Swank.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 Peace&lt;br /&gt;~Zaq&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Postscript: I was trying to get a picture of a bunch of random people, then Lucia got in the way. I moved, took the shot, and she moved in front just in time. It was great&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7000448034324720098-1402842181466315201?l=180dayzaq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://180dayzaq.blogspot.com/feeds/1402842181466315201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7000448034324720098&amp;postID=1402842181466315201' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7000448034324720098/posts/default/1402842181466315201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7000448034324720098/posts/default/1402842181466315201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://180dayzaq.blogspot.com/2008/09/lucias-such-loser.html' title='Lucia&apos;s such a loser.'/><author><name>Zaq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06121481723567276398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SRamXhtW0wI/AAAAAAAAAIg/mU6P5gsnrLY/S220/n587252782_1645613_6072.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SNGwt1gjUcI/AAAAAAAAADs/_OaOg30CgdU/s72-c/DSC02482.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7000448034324720098.post-347555674300879375</id><published>2008-09-16T21:03:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T21:11:44.975-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Hell Week (One Acts Style) Day 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SNBXb1Ou7OI/AAAAAAAAADk/wwwn414w4p0/s1600-h/DSC02417.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SNBXb1Ou7OI/AAAAAAAAADk/wwwn414w4p0/s320/DSC02417.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246789701543587042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, most of all day, I was wearing this hoodie I bought about two to three months ago. Black hoodie, AC(lightning bolt)DC logos on it.&lt;br /&gt;It was one of the most comfortable hoodie's I've ever worn. It's right up there with my coat.&lt;br /&gt;Anywho....&lt;br /&gt;Got to school. Talk to some people. Walked around a bit. Today was going to be boring.&lt;br /&gt;I passed my ISTEP/GQE two years ago, so once again I got to sit in the auditorium watching movies for most of the day. Woo!&lt;br /&gt;It was great though. I was never focused on the movie. First was College Road Trip. Then they put in Camp Rock. Everyone in the auditorium booed all at once. It was amazing. So they took it out and we watched Fun with Dick and Jane. That was awesome. Watched most of it. We then started on The Family Man, but I didn't pay attention.&lt;br /&gt;After that, we got to go to our third period class + lunch. AP Psych was fine. He let people catch up on any work plus the test. Lunch was awesome. We sat outside and just talked randomly about crap. Gotta love my friends. They changed the tables around a bit, so you can't sit on them fun-wise anymore.&lt;br /&gt;We then had fifteen minutes of all of our other classes. Gotta bring Battleship to school for German. Nothing with W131 ('cept do homework), and nothing for English.&lt;br /&gt;Rehearsal was fine, definitely better, but we need to speed things up. So, for rehearsal tomorrow, I'm timing it. As soon as we go past 45 minutes, I'm starting over. This will also get them to memorize lines so they don't stall. Show's this Friday...we don't have the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feature 1: Stuff I wanna tell you:&lt;br /&gt;It's mine and Ellen's ten month anniversary. Woot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 Love&lt;br /&gt;~Zaq&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Postscript: Lunch! I was trying to get a picture of Kevin while he was telling a story, so that I wouldn't forget the story, but then Eli and IO jumped in, they didn't like the pic, so I had to take it over. I now forget the story.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7000448034324720098-347555674300879375?l=180dayzaq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://180dayzaq.blogspot.com/feeds/347555674300879375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7000448034324720098&amp;postID=347555674300879375' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7000448034324720098/posts/default/347555674300879375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7000448034324720098/posts/default/347555674300879375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://180dayzaq.blogspot.com/2008/09/hell-week-one-acts-style-day-2.html' title='Hell Week (One Acts Style) Day 2'/><author><name>Zaq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06121481723567276398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SRamXhtW0wI/AAAAAAAAAIg/mU6P5gsnrLY/S220/n587252782_1645613_6072.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SNBXb1Ou7OI/AAAAAAAAADk/wwwn414w4p0/s72-c/DSC02417.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7000448034324720098.post-4061970553300889671</id><published>2008-09-15T21:10:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T21:19:50.299-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Hell Week (One Acts Style) Day 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SM8HuQKOiWI/AAAAAAAAADU/kqmzAtNjuDM/s1600-h/DSC04354.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SM8HuQKOiWI/AAAAAAAAADU/kqmzAtNjuDM/s320/DSC04354.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246420582103157090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Came into school this morning to ind out that Carie had saved the wall. Yup. they swapped it out with another one, so we should each get a piece of classic "Cold Day in Hell" set.&lt;br /&gt;Japanese was alright. I could feel myself, at the beginning, but not feeling into it. I switched my mindset and it was fixed. That was great.&lt;br /&gt;Algebra was alright.&lt;br /&gt;Lunch just reminded me that people are idiots. Seriously, throwing sour cream across the cafeteria.&lt;br /&gt;Earth/Space was boring too. Work is so easy to finish in high school science classes.&lt;br /&gt;Creative Writing was ok too. I'm waiting for her to realize she's contradicting herself when it comes to censorship and creativity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got out a little bit early, but it was to go to the auditorium to listen to people tell us what we've known.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there was rehearsal. It was fun-ish. It was alright. But in the long run, it was a tad bit counter-productive. We need to work on that. I need to work on that. And I expect to work on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After rehearsal was cool too. 'Nuff said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feature: Recommendation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, over the last week, I believe, I've watched a few movies where either someone told me they sucked, or they looked like they were going to. I ended up loving all of them.&lt;br /&gt;1) 100 Girls&lt;br /&gt;2) Knocked Up&lt;br /&gt;3) Forgetting Sarah Marshall&lt;br /&gt;4) After Sex&lt;br /&gt;5) Sex and Death 101 (Currently watching)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are hilarious. Check 'em out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 Peace&lt;br /&gt;~Zaq&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Postscript: Mom worked dinner for Hell Week Day 1.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7000448034324720098-4061970553300889671?l=180dayzaq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://180dayzaq.blogspot.com/feeds/4061970553300889671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7000448034324720098&amp;postID=4061970553300889671' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7000448034324720098/posts/default/4061970553300889671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7000448034324720098/posts/default/4061970553300889671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://180dayzaq.blogspot.com/2008/09/hell-week-one-acts-style-day-1.html' title='Hell Week (One Acts Style) Day 1'/><author><name>Zaq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06121481723567276398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SRamXhtW0wI/AAAAAAAAAIg/mU6P5gsnrLY/S220/n587252782_1645613_6072.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SM8HuQKOiWI/AAAAAAAAADU/kqmzAtNjuDM/s72-c/DSC04354.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7000448034324720098.post-6978978709247130520</id><published>2008-09-12T23:16:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T23:25:11.284-04:00</updated><title type='text'>These are not the droids you are looking for</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SMswvtkTMJI/AAAAAAAAADE/wxA4J2EBAUQ/s1600-h/DSC04318.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SMswvtkTMJI/AAAAAAAAADE/wxA4J2EBAUQ/s320/DSC04318.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245339787246907538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was another one of those days, but I had some mild distractions.&lt;br /&gt;Woke up at a decent time, drove to school. The sprinkles this morning were awesome, not going to lie.&lt;br /&gt;It was hot though.&lt;br /&gt;Got to school. Anthony wanted to audition for dinner theater, so we got a few other people so that he could.&lt;br /&gt;W131 bored me today. I don't know why. I could tell I would have normally enjoyed it, but the enjoyment wasn't there.&lt;br /&gt;English was also boring. Test, then another test, then I sat there. We did nothing for the rest of class, so I slept a bit. Didn't matter.&lt;br /&gt;AP Psychology was alright. Brains. Some were edible. That was a fun part of class. Definitely the class I enjoyed most today.&lt;br /&gt;Lunch was alright. Food. IO actually bought lunch, and even went into line by herself. The power of Bosco sticks.&lt;br /&gt;German was alright. Still haven't won bingo. Easy test. Got to hang out with friends. It was an alright class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Found out that I got cast in the role that I had wanted, so that's cool. Rehearsal was purely looking for clothes. It might've bored people, but I believe we formed a tighter bond as a cast, and that they should realize, I've given them extra days to memorize their lines.&lt;br /&gt;Went home, ate, got dressed up, went to go usher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got to hang out with Haley and Carie at the most, also Anthony, Mariah, Taylor, and Jamie. People I don't know all that much, but cool people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna go. Don't feel like a feature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 Peace&lt;br /&gt;~Zaq&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Postscript: I took a quick pic of people I saw. Logan, Becca, Fred, Kortney, and that one kid. Woo! Morning drama box office pic!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7000448034324720098-6978978709247130520?l=180dayzaq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://180dayzaq.blogspot.com/feeds/6978978709247130520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7000448034324720098&amp;postID=6978978709247130520' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7000448034324720098/posts/default/6978978709247130520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7000448034324720098/posts/default/6978978709247130520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://180dayzaq.blogspot.com/2008/09/these-are-not-droids-you-are-looking.html' title='These are not the droids you are looking for'/><author><name>Zaq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06121481723567276398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SRamXhtW0wI/AAAAAAAAAIg/mU6P5gsnrLY/S220/n587252782_1645613_6072.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SMswvtkTMJI/AAAAAAAAADE/wxA4J2EBAUQ/s72-c/DSC04318.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7000448034324720098.post-3354964840870077552</id><published>2008-09-11T23:38:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T23:47:31.643-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A Cold Day in Hell</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SMnkZz4r0rI/AAAAAAAAAC8/54CL7NlP41o/s1600-h/DSC04317.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SMnkZz4r0rI/AAAAAAAAAC8/54CL7NlP41o/s320/DSC04317.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244974373125477042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got to school this morning. Woo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Japanese was alright, except for the fact that I wasn't into it. I wasn't really into any of my classes today. Still payed attention, did what I was suppose to, but I wasn't into them.&lt;br /&gt;Algebra 2 was the class that I was the least not into, but only because I was on a roll. I'm good at Algebra, especially linear equations, and functions, and that's what today was.&lt;br /&gt;Lunch was alright. Probably the high point of my day because Ellen is in there with us.&lt;br /&gt;Ryan got hurt on Wednesday. Something hit him in the eye. Turns out it scratched his cornea or something. You could tell that.&lt;br /&gt;Earth/Space was easy. Chapter test. That's it. That's all we did. A chapter test.&lt;br /&gt;Creative writing was fine, but writing a poem with three people who keep wanting to put the word 'feet' in it...not good.&lt;br /&gt;Auditions after school, and I feel I personally did good enough to get Cliff in the dinner theater production. IO's group got jipped, which sucked, but she still did great. Frankie being a kindergartner and right off the bat picking up "I'm just a sweet transvestite" was priceless.&lt;br /&gt;Helped out at tech. Ryan's eye was getting better. He could finally open it. I would say I was helping tech, but mostly I was talking to people to get their hopes up.&lt;br /&gt;Tucker found out that they were using the very last flat left from A cold day in hell for Hannah's set, and we tried to save it, but to no avail. That was saddening. So, we took pictures. Carie signed the back of it with a sharpie. Tucker and I, being the American Cowboys that we are, spray painted our names on it. Swank.&lt;br /&gt;Came home, did W131, wiped out, woke up about 10 something. Decided to write this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No feature today, sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 Peace&lt;br /&gt;~Zaq&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Postscript: IN the background, the last flat piece from a Cold Day in Hell, a play that was directed by IO Batka, that Carie, Tucker, and myself were involved in. This one goes back to the fact that Tucker's character was afraid of Carie's (she is satan you know).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7000448034324720098-3354964840870077552?l=180dayzaq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://180dayzaq.blogspot.com/feeds/3354964840870077552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7000448034324720098&amp;postID=3354964840870077552' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7000448034324720098/posts/default/3354964840870077552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7000448034324720098/posts/default/3354964840870077552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://180dayzaq.blogspot.com/2008/09/cold-day-in-hell.html' title='A Cold Day in Hell'/><author><name>Zaq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06121481723567276398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SRamXhtW0wI/AAAAAAAAAIg/mU6P5gsnrLY/S220/n587252782_1645613_6072.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SMnkZz4r0rI/AAAAAAAAAC8/54CL7NlP41o/s72-c/DSC04317.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7000448034324720098.post-5607819157974919114</id><published>2008-09-10T21:34:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T21:40:23.238-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Title</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SMh1rXJuUkI/AAAAAAAAAC0/cHkSohckDb8/s1600-h/n518800588_1756560_1219.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SMh1rXJuUkI/AAAAAAAAAC0/cHkSohckDb8/s320/n518800588_1756560_1219.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244571153882567234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up...on time today, I'd guess. Got to school around the same time, didn't have much to do but read. Hung out with people. Went to W131.&lt;br /&gt;W131 was great, though. The previous class, we were assigned to read this article about gender bending in online video games, and only about six of us knew some of the terms in the article. I felt special.&lt;br /&gt;English was just boring. Just not all there for it either. Don't know why.&lt;br /&gt;Ap Psych was alright. I enjoyed what we learned about today. Apparently, and this is scientifically proven, men have more seratonin in their brains, thus making them happier. This shows why women are more moody. Someone goes, "At least we're right most of the time." I just said, "I'd rather be happier."&lt;br /&gt;Lunch was great. Hanging out, not really sitting down at the table, but rather on it. Lunch is fun outside.&lt;br /&gt;SSR, I got to read more of People of Sparks. WOO!&lt;br /&gt;German was also awesome. We basically just went over numbers and "Where are you from" but it was still great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wasn't feeling rehearsal today, but we got through it. No one else was up for it either. No rehearsal tomorrow, so they should enjoy the break, however, they need to know their lines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched Knocked Up. That was great. Just great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feature: Stuff about Zaq&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, even though I'm just going to look like a loser to some of you, I got to admit it. I'm addicted to "The Secret Life of the American Teenager". I'm only three episodes in too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 Peace&lt;br /&gt;~Zaq&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Postscript: IO was sad because her V8 wasn't spicy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7000448034324720098-5607819157974919114?l=180dayzaq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://180dayzaq.blogspot.com/feeds/5607819157974919114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7000448034324720098&amp;postID=5607819157974919114' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7000448034324720098/posts/default/5607819157974919114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7000448034324720098/posts/default/5607819157974919114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://180dayzaq.blogspot.com/2008/09/title.html' title='Title'/><author><name>Zaq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06121481723567276398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SRamXhtW0wI/AAAAAAAAAIg/mU6P5gsnrLY/S220/n587252782_1645613_6072.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SMh1rXJuUkI/AAAAAAAAAC0/cHkSohckDb8/s72-c/n518800588_1756560_1219.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7000448034324720098.post-6969721465548337114</id><published>2008-09-09T22:02:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T23:35:55.594-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Edit, crap</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SMdAbRKcv_I/AAAAAAAAACs/Ul-140IGckw/s1600-h/HPIM0261.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SMdAbRKcv_I/AAAAAAAAACs/Ul-140IGckw/s320/HPIM0261.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244231128304107506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up late. Or the usual time I wake up. Depends on who you ask, I guess. Got to school. Eventually Beth came in and said something about donuts. Mr. Jacobs came in actually holding donuts. They were for the English department though, and I'm not a part of them...yet.&lt;br /&gt;Japanese first period. It was kind of negative for me. Not sure why. Just was. Just a...empty sort of feeling, y'know?&lt;br /&gt;Algebra was alright. I got a 102% on the test, which is awesome. Just a reason why I like Algebra and Mr. Fortuna's class.&lt;br /&gt;Lunch was alright. However, I'm tired of the Big Bang remake thing. Everyone is all negative about it. Seriously, hope for it to not kill us all. Be positive about it. The next person who says it's going to kill us all...I won't talk to for awhile.&lt;br /&gt;Earth/Space was boring as well. And easy. Even though at first, I thought we had to make a bar graph. About halfway through, realized it said line graph, and had to start over. Fun fun.&lt;br /&gt;Creative writing was decent. Had fun with what I got to write.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like my cast. Each person has different things I like about them acting-wise. (Even Matt). I feel bad though, because Skomp, Addi, and Anthony don't get much time. Matt's is enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was fun though.&lt;br /&gt;Hung out with people after.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Jacobs later in the day. First time I've gotten to hang out with him in a long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not much else to say. You don't get a feature, cuz I had to edit this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 Peace&lt;br /&gt;~Zaq&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Postscript: Fred watches Anthony run away with Becca's hat. Becca is sad due to broken sword&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7000448034324720098-6969721465548337114?l=180dayzaq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://180dayzaq.blogspot.com/feeds/6969721465548337114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7000448034324720098&amp;postID=6969721465548337114' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7000448034324720098/posts/default/6969721465548337114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7000448034324720098/posts/default/6969721465548337114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://180dayzaq.blogspot.com/2008/09/thanks-lot-anthonys-laptop.html' title='Edit, crap'/><author><name>Zaq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06121481723567276398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SRamXhtW0wI/AAAAAAAAAIg/mU6P5gsnrLY/S220/n587252782_1645613_6072.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SMdAbRKcv_I/AAAAAAAAACs/Ul-140IGckw/s72-c/HPIM0261.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7000448034324720098.post-6680317950241638899</id><published>2008-09-08T20:09:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T20:21:06.785-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Marijuana</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SMW-v_ViNsI/AAAAAAAAACc/CokqsAuoyyE/s1600-h/HPIM0258.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SMW-v_ViNsI/AAAAAAAAACc/CokqsAuoyyE/s320/HPIM0258.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243807072807696066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up at a time today. Drove to school. Found out there wouldn't be drama. Sat at box office. Waited. Snuggled. Went to class.&lt;br /&gt;W131 was alright, work assigned, etc. Boring for the most part.&lt;br /&gt;English was slightly better. Watched a bunch of random clips from random movies in a classroom that wasn't ours. It was great.&lt;br /&gt;AP Psychology was good. First half hour, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Leswing&lt;/span&gt; talked about his life, telling about his past and some stuff at the present. Second half hour I finished our work that we had, so that's cool.&lt;br /&gt;Lunch was fun too. Sat outside with IO, talked about random stuff.&lt;br /&gt;Last half hour of Psych was just going to the computer lab and working on a handout.&lt;br /&gt;German was fun, though, to make you feel better about it. Mostly about numbers today, but a lot of partner work. Woo!&lt;br /&gt;After that, I went to hang out with Anthony and Brandon, watching videos Anthony is making, and just generally hanging out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went home. Rachel came over with her new &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;hubbie&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I'm doing nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feature 1: News&lt;br /&gt;First off, I have to give &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;propz&lt;/span&gt; to Frankie, since she was the one who said I should have &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;newsposts&lt;/span&gt;. However, I believe she is the one who posted anonymously and I frown upon that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A SUMO &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;CHIEF&lt;/span&gt; resigned after one of his students was caught smoking &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;mary&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;jane&lt;/span&gt;. Wow. &lt;a href="http://www.reuters.com/article/oddlyEnoughNews/idUSSP30150820080908"&gt;Link&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feature 2: Stuff about &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Zaq&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Political Status is now Roy-Communist Resistance due to the Roy-Communist &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Coalition&lt;/span&gt; joining forces with La Resistance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 Peace&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Zaq&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Postscript: Due to lack of Drama, I went to hang out with Anthony and Brandon who were just sitting there watching television. This is the second pic, due to the fact that the first one featured Anthony looking stupid.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7000448034324720098-6680317950241638899?l=180dayzaq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://180dayzaq.blogspot.com/feeds/6680317950241638899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7000448034324720098&amp;postID=6680317950241638899' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7000448034324720098/posts/default/6680317950241638899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7000448034324720098/posts/default/6680317950241638899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://180dayzaq.blogspot.com/2008/09/marijuana.html' title='Marijuana'/><author><name>Zaq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06121481723567276398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SRamXhtW0wI/AAAAAAAAAIg/mU6P5gsnrLY/S220/n587252782_1645613_6072.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SMW-v_ViNsI/AAAAAAAAACc/CokqsAuoyyE/s72-c/HPIM0258.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7000448034324720098.post-86851428495320543</id><published>2008-09-05T21:42:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-05T21:49:05.595-04:00</updated><title type='text'>No features today</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SMHgEj1M0mI/AAAAAAAAACU/nhxfm_BjLmk/s1600-h/n518800588_1732982_7074.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SMHgEj1M0mI/AAAAAAAAACU/nhxfm_BjLmk/s320/n518800588_1732982_7074.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242717810178445922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning sucked. "Nuff said. Just did.&lt;br /&gt;Japanese, however, was awesome. Branden and I already have our dialogue finished, so I just sat and talked with Chelsea. Also found out that Andy Smith has the first three City of Ember books. Lucky dude... But yea, Japanese rocked and was the relaxing atmosphere I needed.&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Fortuna wasn't here today, so we had a sub in Algebra. Cool enough, and the test was easy. After the test, we were left up to do whatever we wanted, so myself, Chris, Connor, and Josh played hangman. I guessed "checkers" before a letter was picked.&lt;br /&gt;Lunch was mellow. Sat, ate, talked. It was good.&lt;br /&gt;Earth/Space was boring, but the work got done.&lt;br /&gt;Creative writing was cool. For SSR, I'm finally into the second book of the Book of Ember "The people of sparks". It's good so far, and I can't wait to finish this series.&lt;br /&gt;Mrs. Heck is a really vague person, and I simply asked her about certain details on something we were writing. Nicely asked. And she said "Yes, but you need to drop the attitude."&lt;br /&gt;What the-? Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shoved my locker into a bag and brought it home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rehearsal was good. I know what I want to do next week, and I feel as if I've let some people down this week. Hopefully it goes good next.&lt;br /&gt;Hung out with people after school. Went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 Peace&lt;br /&gt;~Zaq&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Postscript: Carie forgot her memory stick, so I used her camera phone and super zoomed. It's Anthony and Roger standing in the back of the auditorium. I was on the stage.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7000448034324720098-86851428495320543?l=180dayzaq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://180dayzaq.blogspot.com/feeds/86851428495320543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7000448034324720098&amp;postID=86851428495320543' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7000448034324720098/posts/default/86851428495320543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7000448034324720098/posts/default/86851428495320543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://180dayzaq.blogspot.com/2008/09/no-features-today.html' title='No features today'/><author><name>Zaq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06121481723567276398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SRamXhtW0wI/AAAAAAAAAIg/mU6P5gsnrLY/S220/n587252782_1645613_6072.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SMHgEj1M0mI/AAAAAAAAACU/nhxfm_BjLmk/s72-c/n518800588_1732982_7074.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7000448034324720098.post-5912355809761734277</id><published>2008-09-04T19:15:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T19:28:24.825-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Ryan, the school Ghost</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SMBsFhiDMAI/AAAAAAAAACM/gJnNJpycVus/s1600-h/n518800588_1728411_515.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SMBsFhiDMAI/AAAAAAAAACM/gJnNJpycVus/s320/n518800588_1728411_515.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242308808415588354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SMBsDah0t_I/AAAAAAAAACE/_CvTCJH_yI4/s1600-h/n518800588_1728410_177.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SMBsDah0t_I/AAAAAAAAACE/_CvTCJH_yI4/s320/n518800588_1728410_177.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242308772175853554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was an awesome day all around. I was tired and it dragged on a bit, but it was still awesome. Woke up late again, drove to school, listened to avenue q before trudging inside, found people I knew and hung out. Eventually, we had to go to class, and that leads to W131.&lt;br /&gt;Oliver had to leave and we ended up doing the same thing that we did last time. Boring.&lt;br /&gt;I hope Allison can do both Drama and Riley Pageant. I don't want her to have to drop out of either.&lt;br /&gt;Second up, English. Test, talk, nothingness.&lt;br /&gt;Ap Psychology sadly dragged on today as well. It was interesting, but I wasn't into it.&lt;br /&gt;Lunch was alright. Sat with Jake and everyone else.&lt;br /&gt;German, I finally got some energy, which was good. Freshmen had to leave, so we got to hang out with our friends at the end, which woke me up.&lt;br /&gt;After school, a bunch of us hung out. We goofed off a bit, then took it outside in the sprinkles. Talked, played soccer a bit, laughed, sung, joke, 'twas all a good time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I'm here. Room is re-cleaned, dinner ate, and homework about to be done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feature #1: Newsclip&lt;br /&gt;I did rip this off of Sxephil from youtube, but I agree that the following douchebag is the biggest douchebag ever.&lt;br /&gt;The man at &lt;a href="http://www.myeyewitnessnews.com/news/local/story.aspx?content_id=92236b81-c49b-4401-9678-3692c287ca44&amp;amp;rss=59"&gt;this link&lt;/a&gt; raped his 8 DAY OLD daughter. Yea. Bet you agree now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feature #2: More about Zaq&lt;br /&gt;The first thing I ever wanted to be when I grew up was a garbage man. Why? Because the got to ride on the back of the cool truck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 Peace&lt;br /&gt;~Zaq&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Postscript: The pic on the right does have 5 people (Aaron, Sammy, Anthony, Wilson, Carie), but the one on the left has 6. Ryan jumped in front of it, and because of his awesome Communist movements, you can only barely make out his outline.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7000448034324720098-5912355809761734277?l=180dayzaq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://180dayzaq.blogspot.com/feeds/5912355809761734277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7000448034324720098&amp;postID=5912355809761734277' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7000448034324720098/posts/default/5912355809761734277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7000448034324720098/posts/default/5912355809761734277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://180dayzaq.blogspot.com/2008/09/ryan-school-ghost.html' title='Ryan, the school Ghost'/><author><name>Zaq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06121481723567276398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SRamXhtW0wI/AAAAAAAAAIg/mU6P5gsnrLY/S220/n587252782_1645613_6072.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SMBsFhiDMAI/AAAAAAAAACM/gJnNJpycVus/s72-c/n518800588_1728411_515.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7000448034324720098.post-3928415976097503439</id><published>2008-09-03T20:04:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T20:12:57.705-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Now with features</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SL8l_ctxswI/AAAAAAAAAB8/6shvtFBgFgM/s1600-h/n518800588_1723901_5545.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SL8l_ctxswI/AAAAAAAAAB8/6shvtFBgFgM/s320/n518800588_1723901_5545.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241950263252726530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got to school this morning, realized I didn't have my proper script. That was great.&lt;br /&gt;Anywho, nothing was all that exciting in the morning. Gotta see and hang out with those I wanted to. Swell time. :D&lt;br /&gt;Japanese was alright. It was one of those days where it is pure work, and I was sitting there scribbling down characters for the assignment.&lt;br /&gt;Algebra was cool. The whole time, I was willing to take the test. Others agreed as well, but not enough. Instead, we played review games, and I earned 8 bonus points.&lt;br /&gt;Lunch lacked playing cards. Random talks about random things, confusion in some areas, and pickles...lots of pickle on t3h sandwich.&lt;br /&gt;Earth/Space was boring. So boring. Measurements. Uggh.&lt;br /&gt;Last but not least, Creative Writing. We get a decent homework assignment, w00t. Poetry unit is getting better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rehearsal was sweet. A little lacking enthusiastically, but it's getting good. They know what to say, and will know how to say it. I love the actors.actresses I have, and the only problem I have is getting Matt to pay attention sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;Hung out with some people for a little bit before going home. That was fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feature 1: Random News Story&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently, Vladimir Putin saved an entire television crew from a tiger. He saw it coming and shot it with a tranq. &lt;a href="http://www.reuters.com/article/oddlyEnoughNews/idUSLV19939720080902"&gt;Check it out.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feature 2: Know stuff about Zaq&lt;br /&gt;When I was 3, someone in my family didn't have a railing on their porch. I fell stomach first into a cacti patch. Fun fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 Peace&lt;br /&gt;~Zaq&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Becca took this using Carie's camera. It was earlier today, but I've shaved since then. This was during rehearsal when I was watching my cast.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7000448034324720098-3928415976097503439?l=180dayzaq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://180dayzaq.blogspot.com/feeds/3928415976097503439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7000448034324720098&amp;postID=3928415976097503439' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7000448034324720098/posts/default/3928415976097503439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7000448034324720098/posts/default/3928415976097503439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://180dayzaq.blogspot.com/2008/09/now-with-features.html' title='Now with features'/><author><name>Zaq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06121481723567276398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SRamXhtW0wI/AAAAAAAAAIg/mU6P5gsnrLY/S220/n587252782_1645613_6072.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SL8l_ctxswI/AAAAAAAAAB8/6shvtFBgFgM/s72-c/n518800588_1723901_5545.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7000448034324720098.post-976445174874064842</id><published>2008-09-03T19:55:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T20:04:01.684-04:00</updated><title type='text'>9/02/2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SL8kFRlErBI/AAAAAAAAAB0/8fDkxHZ-MqQ/s1600-h/n518800588_1723899_5008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SL8kFRlErBI/AAAAAAAAAB0/8fDkxHZ-MqQ/s320/n518800588_1723899_5008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241948164319390738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this time, I have a somewhat valid excuse to why I'm late on this blog post. The cable that connects my camera to my computer is...broken? I want to say. Yea. I don't really know why, and I'm tired of figuring out why.&lt;br /&gt;Needless to say, the picture you see was not taken on 9/2/2008, however it has the same people who were in the one I took for that day, so I'm counting it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;W131 was odd. I just wasn't really into it. What we did was cool, and I like the overall concept of the peer review he uses, but I just wasn't into it.&lt;br /&gt;For English, Cress came in to talk to the students about college and next year, so I read. Woo...&lt;br /&gt;THIRD PERIOD! PSYCHOLOGY! It was cool, for a note day. Mr. Leswing is always awesome to listen to, and out homework assignment is great. "Go to the bathroom." However, there is a paper to go with it.&lt;br /&gt;Lunch was fun. Outside, kinda brought two tables together. It was fun.&lt;br /&gt;German was cool. We went crazy sticker-wise. I also know most of my German numbers 0-100.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rehearsal was good. We didn't get the stage, but it went well. I have to write in a part now, but rehearsal is still good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, every now and then, I go back to a random nostalgia of my childhood, latch on, and enjoy it until I become apathetic. Here's why I tell you this. I found my copy of Pokemon:Red. Hellz yea. Sammy/Ryan also has a copy. One of them will completely start over from the beginning, as will I. At the end of the month, we battle. The only problem is that they've yet to decide which of them will do it. In that time, I've developed an awesome team.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 Peace&lt;br /&gt;~Zaq&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Postscript: Allison on the left, Aaron on the right. He looks sorta stoned, and kinda mexican-ish, and her smile came out of nowhere. It was great.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7000448034324720098-976445174874064842?l=180dayzaq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://180dayzaq.blogspot.com/feeds/976445174874064842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7000448034324720098&amp;postID=976445174874064842' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7000448034324720098/posts/default/976445174874064842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7000448034324720098/posts/default/976445174874064842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://180dayzaq.blogspot.com/2008/09/9022008.html' title='9/02/2008'/><author><name>Zaq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06121481723567276398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SRamXhtW0wI/AAAAAAAAAIg/mU6P5gsnrLY/S220/n587252782_1645613_6072.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SL8kFRlErBI/AAAAAAAAAB0/8fDkxHZ-MqQ/s72-c/n518800588_1723899_5008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7000448034324720098.post-2615928579325078337</id><published>2008-08-29T20:26:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T20:34:04.514-04:00</updated><title type='text'>No seriously, the school is on a hill</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SLiTzcd4tZI/AAAAAAAAABs/dtCXqcEbnag/s1600-h/100_0393.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SLiTzcd4tZI/AAAAAAAAABs/dtCXqcEbnag/s320/100_0393.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240100678469727634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drove my car for the first time since I got it this morning. I was happy. For the whole, what, 2 minutes it takes to get to school from home?&lt;br /&gt;Anywho, talked to Jake for the first time in forever. He agrees with me that these are getting less detailed, but thinks it's because I don't remember my day.&lt;br /&gt;He said I should have just a picture and a caption for it.&lt;br /&gt;I'm good with the blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That being said, I'm seriously seriously asking you for any additions you would like to see added to this. I want to make it more interesting for you and for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywho, Japanese was fun. We kept making fun of Kenshin and I ended up getting two more people into the Roy-Communist Coalition. Hopefully we'll be in the dodgeball tourney.&lt;br /&gt;Math was great. I don't know why, but it was. The work is easy yet still tests your brains, and Mr. Fortuna is an awesome teacher. Apparently a great person too, but I didn't get to help out on Ryan's house this summer or now, so I'm not in the circle.&lt;br /&gt;Lunch was fun. Card games were less intense. Ellen joined the Roy-Communist Coalition. Matt owed me a pickle. The cough drop fixed everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Earth/Space was boring. The only thing decent coming out of it was getting to talk to Rachel Irvine. I like meeting new people, and right now, she, Madi, and Allsion are the closest to that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Creative Writing, they talked about senior stuff with the conselours again. So, waste of time, no more classes until Tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;Labor day weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No rehearsal, instead went to actual job. Still looking for different job. Arby's is messed up. Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Broke the apartment key. Need to get a new one. Until then, I have to bug the ladies downstairs to let me in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing else.&lt;br /&gt;But that's because you haven't suggested anything yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 Peace&lt;br /&gt;~Zaq&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Postscript: Took early this morning so I wouldn't have to carry my camera around. Jake and Brandon. It's all tilted and such.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7000448034324720098-2615928579325078337?l=180dayzaq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://180dayzaq.blogspot.com/feeds/2615928579325078337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7000448034324720098&amp;postID=2615928579325078337' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7000448034324720098/posts/default/2615928579325078337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7000448034324720098/posts/default/2615928579325078337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://180dayzaq.blogspot.com/2008/08/no-seriously-school-is-on-hill.html' title='No seriously, the school is on a hill'/><author><name>Zaq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06121481723567276398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SRamXhtW0wI/AAAAAAAAAIg/mU6P5gsnrLY/S220/n587252782_1645613_6072.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SLiTzcd4tZI/AAAAAAAAABs/dtCXqcEbnag/s72-c/100_0393.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7000448034324720098.post-4499539597977040530</id><published>2008-08-28T22:32:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-28T22:41:19.903-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Roger is watching intently in the background</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SLdfzRpMMCI/AAAAAAAAABk/-4O5R5a4N-0/s1600-h/n518800588_1689016_8334.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SLdfzRpMMCI/AAAAAAAAABk/-4O5R5a4N-0/s320/n518800588_1689016_8334.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239762025982996514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tell you now, email me at haisocass@comcast.net for anything you'd like to see added to the blog. I'm starting to grow weary of telling about my day, and as you've noticed, the detail in it is fading.&lt;br /&gt;Keep me interested, we're not even done with the first nine weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Started off today waking up a half hour late, due to exhaustion. Don't know why. I ended up being tired most of the day.&lt;br /&gt;Got to school, talked to random people, didn't do much else.&lt;br /&gt;W131 first. Instead of a class, the counselors came in and we discussed stuff that I already new from either my own applications or hearing them in 21st century scholars meetings.&lt;br /&gt;Eventually, it ended, and I went to English. I think the tiredness makes the day slower for me. English was just sorta boring. I don't remember much, think I did good on a simple test, and left for psychology.&lt;br /&gt;Psychology was great. For the first hour, we took the test over chapter one and the prologue. I think I did fairly well, and I'll find out when the time comes.&lt;br /&gt;Sat outside for lunch today. Nothing really interesting happened.&lt;br /&gt;German was just all around fun. Even the test. The alphabet is too similar and it's so simple figuring out which is which. Also learned more numbers (that I've apparently memorized), and got on with it.&lt;br /&gt;Also, there was a homeroom thrown somewhere between Psych and German. It was pointless. Even more pointless than I first believed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First rehearsal was today. My cast and I found out that they're missing four pages. So I gotta find Jacobs tomorrow to get new copies.&lt;br /&gt;I like my cast. A few people are a little nervous, plus the editors sucked on some of the dialogue, but they get the gist of it, and I'm confident in their abilities. I hope it goes well. Can't wait to see the others as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got my car back. 'Nuff said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 Peace&lt;br /&gt;~Zaq&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Postscript: I didn't feel like taking a picture (even though I had my camera), so I took one of the ones Carie took when she walked in near the end of rehearsal. When we were on one of the four pages we were missing, I had to share my script. The pic was taken near the end when Madi (far left), who plays Christine, and Allison (Far right), who plays Anonymous, ( I was filling in as doctor) wrap up the play. Gotta love it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7000448034324720098-4499539597977040530?l=180dayzaq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://180dayzaq.blogspot.com/feeds/4499539597977040530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7000448034324720098&amp;postID=4499539597977040530' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7000448034324720098/posts/default/4499539597977040530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7000448034324720098/posts/default/4499539597977040530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://180dayzaq.blogspot.com/2008/08/roger-is-watching-intently-in.html' title='Roger is watching intently in the background'/><author><name>Zaq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06121481723567276398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SRamXhtW0wI/AAAAAAAAAIg/mU6P5gsnrLY/S220/n587252782_1645613_6072.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SLdfzRpMMCI/AAAAAAAAABk/-4O5R5a4N-0/s72-c/n518800588_1689016_8334.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7000448034324720098.post-1075262663629343098</id><published>2008-08-27T23:04:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T23:11:12.225-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Meet My Teachers</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SLYVzYscXTI/AAAAAAAAABc/Vb1Nw1TzSc8/s1600-h/100_0392.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SLYVzYscXTI/AAAAAAAAABc/Vb1Nw1TzSc8/s320/100_0392.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239399189038521650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, don't forget to read the one titled "8/26/08". I wrote it today, and it tells you why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anxiousness wasn't up yet. Not only did I have to wait until 3:15  to discuss anything with any cast members, but I had Comedy Sportz Auditions too. But all's fair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Japanese was passive for me. I was still wore out from casting, so the class was apathetic.&lt;br /&gt;Fortuna's class woke me up a bit, like no other. Dude is no energetic, you've got to keep up. Graded our tests from last time. 46/50. I liked it, don't feel like retaking.&lt;br /&gt;Lunch was cool. We had another intense battle of B.S. It was so intense, that it took a couple of minutes for people to realize that Ellen had won.&lt;br /&gt;Earth/Space made me apathetic and tired again. Yeesh...&lt;br /&gt;Creative Writing was fun, but it was still blah.&lt;br /&gt;My book is getting interesting, but it's almost over. Gotta get the sequel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comedy Sportz went awesome. I loved it, and casting took all of five minutes. Beautiful&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went home, ate steak, went back to school for meet the parents night. It was cool. A few were pointless, but the teachers that could keep it interesting definently did.&lt;br /&gt;Mom got a cookie.&lt;br /&gt;And IO, not only did I get a sticker from Clements, it's one of the coveted shiny smiley face ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 Peace&lt;br /&gt;~Zaq&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Postscript: Picture taken during auditions for Csz. That's Ed. Hi, Ref Ed!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7000448034324720098-1075262663629343098?l=180dayzaq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://180dayzaq.blogspot.com/feeds/1075262663629343098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7000448034324720098&amp;postID=1075262663629343098' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7000448034324720098/posts/default/1075262663629343098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7000448034324720098/posts/default/1075262663629343098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://180dayzaq.blogspot.com/2008/08/meet-my-teachers.html' title='Meet My Teachers'/><author><name>Zaq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06121481723567276398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SRamXhtW0wI/AAAAAAAAAIg/mU6P5gsnrLY/S220/n587252782_1645613_6072.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SLYVzYscXTI/AAAAAAAAABc/Vb1Nw1TzSc8/s72-c/100_0392.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7000448034324720098.post-8664241878503055614</id><published>2008-08-27T22:56:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T23:04:16.272-04:00</updated><title type='text'>8/26/08</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SLYUDsaDO_I/AAAAAAAAABU/mi7-P7u97hg/s1600-h/100_0390.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SLYUDsaDO_I/AAAAAAAAABU/mi7-P7u97hg/s320/100_0390.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239397270184737778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry that I'm late on this one, but I crashed like no other after everything was finished.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, so all day (8/26) was one big block of anxious that just increased as the day went on. In W131, I was pretty distracted with all the work we were doing, as excited about the upcoming assignment. I've always wanted to read about the Stanford Prison Experiment.&lt;br /&gt;English was alright. It want by faster. I don't think I will really be that into it until we get to the Crucible or the Gothic Horror section.&lt;br /&gt;Psychology was amazing as usual. Actually, it was just decent. However, Mr. Leswing just has that charisma to hold my attention, which is awesome.&lt;br /&gt;Lunch with the Japanese students seemed pointless to me. In retrospect, I probably should've just went outside with my friends. But hey, past is past.&lt;br /&gt;Last but not least is German. It was awesome, but I felt so anxious during the class and kept glancing at the clock. It seemed pretty much review-ish anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And finally, One Acts Auditions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So about halfway through, Taylor, Tucker, and I all had to use the restroom. Yet, we waited and watched. And it was worth it. We've got some nice talent coming in and the old talent as always. Casting was stressful as no other, but we got through it, and I love my cast. I just hope I stay in that mindset for awhile, because we're now stuck with each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 Peace&lt;br /&gt;~Zaq&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Postscript: The lovely Carie McMichael took this picture. Mr. Jacobs is intently watching the auditions, Ashton (non-director) is reading papers. Hannah Irvine is laughing. Michael Tucker is writing, as am I. And Taylor is watching. I made all directors wear hats. Tucker's is off because he couldn't see.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7000448034324720098-8664241878503055614?l=180dayzaq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://180dayzaq.blogspot.com/feeds/8664241878503055614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7000448034324720098&amp;postID=8664241878503055614' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7000448034324720098/posts/default/8664241878503055614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7000448034324720098/posts/default/8664241878503055614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://180dayzaq.blogspot.com/2008/08/82608.html' title='8/26/08'/><author><name>Zaq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06121481723567276398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SRamXhtW0wI/AAAAAAAAAIg/mU6P5gsnrLY/S220/n587252782_1645613_6072.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SLYUDsaDO_I/AAAAAAAAABU/mi7-P7u97hg/s72-c/100_0390.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7000448034324720098.post-3260300217264638825</id><published>2008-08-25T19:56:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T20:07:16.728-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I want a fox named Nightbeak</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SLNG7404hOI/AAAAAAAAABM/wzFk_Q4Zkl8/s1600-h/100_0383.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SLNG7404hOI/AAAAAAAAABM/wzFk_Q4Zkl8/s320/100_0383.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238608786242438370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Concept time. Drop me a line at haisocass@comcast.net, and give me a little info about you. I'd like to know who all is reading this. Also, if you want me to add anything (almost anything) to these blogs on a weekly/daily/monthly basis or one time only, I'm open to suggestions. Until One Acts and Csz get more in depth, these will be primarily about classes.&lt;br /&gt;Japanese was alright. Normal blah blah blah stuff since we have lunch with the Japanese kids tomorrow. Cut up some meishi, spoke some "What is your favorite" and left. Woo...&lt;br /&gt;Algebra 2 was boring. Easy work. Easy quiz. 'Nuff said.&lt;br /&gt;At lunch, we had the most intense game of B.S. ever. EVER. EVER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Having Earth/Space with Taylor is hilarious. Just great.&lt;br /&gt;Creative writing just made me realize something.&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry for everyone who is having a shitty year, but it's been great for me. Sure, I have a shitload of homework on a nightly basis, I have to deal with work, csz and drama, and somehow find time to stay sane, but it's still my favorite year so far. Sure, I miss last year's seniors, but they didn't effect my life any. They were just awesome people I got to hang out with. Most of the people that effect my life were younger than me or my age.&lt;br /&gt;After school, I helped jump start a couple of cars. In a row.&lt;br /&gt;Twas great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finishing up "The City of Ember". It's amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 Peace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Postscript: Japanese. People pretending to work. Sensei trying to get people to work. Hermes being moronic. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7000448034324720098-3260300217264638825?l=180dayzaq.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://180dayzaq.blogspot.com/feeds/3260300217264638825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7000448034324720098&amp;postID=3260300217264638825' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7000448034324720098/posts/default/3260300217264638825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7000448034324720098/posts/default/3260300217264638825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://180dayzaq.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-want-fox-named-nightbeak.html' title='I want a fox named Nightbeak'/><author><name>Zaq</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06121481723567276398</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SRamXhtW0wI/AAAAAAAAAIg/mU6P5gsnrLY/S220/n587252782_1645613_6072.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SLNG7404hOI/AAAAAAAAABM/wzFk_Q4Zkl8/s72-c/100_0383.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7000448034324720098.post-3391684043978226757</id><published>2008-08-22T17:44:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T17:53:54.744-04:00</updated><title type='text'>TERRORISM!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SK8zZzomdEI/AAAAAAAAABE/op4Nj0yJ9UM/s1600-h/100_0317.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p2j-lHWBpbM/SK8zZzomdEI/AAAAAAAAABE/op4Nj0yJ9UM/s320/100_0317.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237461410105422914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to go ahead and not have a postscript, and tell you now. Christian Barnes was also suppose to be in this picture, but backed out right when I hit the button, making me say, "Great, now people will think I'm taking pictures of random guys."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, hey, I'm caught up now and get to right about a day that I actually remember. Sweet.&lt;br /&gt;Well, last night, I forgot to bring my W131 book home, so first thing in the morning, I attempted to complete it. Luckily, Oliver wasn't here, so I was able to finish the last bit of it in class.&lt;br /&gt;During our group talk about the papers, Michael and I kept talking about the episode of Robot Chicken where the little kid pledges allegiance to "fart", and then the whole TERRORISM thing after it. It was great.&lt;br /&gt;English was better again, after we got through reviewing our homework. We went into the computer lab and set up &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;moodle&lt;/span&gt; and an account on the textbook site. For homework, we have to read Sinners in the Hands of an Angry God by Jonathan Edwards. I like looking into religions, so I think I'll like his blatant description of hell, even if I may not agree with the dude. I mean, who wants to be yell-preached at for two hours?&lt;br /&gt;AP Psych was cool, but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Pebz&lt;/span&gt; was all sad. It was Lindsey's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;bday&lt;/span&gt;, and Elise was being Elise. There was nothing extra about today's Psych class, but that was cool with me, I didn't feel that well. For lunch, IO helped Haley sneak out to sit with us. Elise and I got interviewed by the cougar news, but apparently &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;McKenna&lt;/span&gt; had the mic hooked up wrong, so we won't be on it.&lt;br /&gt;German was hilarious. Thanks to mom, I already know a bunch of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;German&lt;/span&gt; phrases, so die Frau and I will discuss stuff like what I know and such. IO has one more sticker than me, and I must defeat that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Anywho&lt;/span&gt;, I'm out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 Peace&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Zaq&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Postscript: My P.S. is about something else! I'm starting to read a book called 'The City of Ember' and a prologue and one chapter in, it's amazing. I'm going to love it and its sequels. 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