<?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-13336420</id><updated>2011-04-21T16:34:48.341-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kaylee's English 8 Blog</title><subtitle type='html'>Stuff I have read, written and done throughout my Grade 8 Englih class</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayleeeng8.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13336420/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayleeeng8.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Pink Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06311944717188860639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.parrotrepublic.com/productimages/024.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>5</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13336420.post-111902724842173821</id><published>2005-06-17T09:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-21T22:54:39.516-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Favorite Assignment</title><content type='html'>My favorite assignment was probably the Myth cause even though Chelsea and Sydney would not STOP fighting, it was still humourous to walk around the school in our costumes and have people look at us...I especially liked the part where we put pink capris on Kevin and they looked like pants on him!!!It was fun to show the final  show but I think it would have been funnier if Sydney didn't show those stupid clips!!!Evil little Sydney...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.hollywoodjesus.com/movie/disney/apple.jpg"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13336420-111902724842173821?l=kayleeeng8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayleeeng8.blogspot.com/feeds/111902724842173821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13336420&amp;postID=111902724842173821' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13336420/posts/default/111902724842173821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13336420/posts/default/111902724842173821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayleeeng8.blogspot.com/2005/06/favorite-assignment.html' title='Favorite Assignment'/><author><name>Pink Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06311944717188860639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.parrotrepublic.com/productimages/024.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13336420.post-111902490951257286</id><published>2005-06-17T09:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-17T09:15:09.513-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Princess and the Pea</title><content type='html'>The Princess and the Pea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By Hans Christian Andersen&lt;br /&gt;Illustrated by Edmund Dulac&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.surlalunefairytales.com/illustrations/princesspea/images/tarrant_pea1.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once upon a time there was a prince who wanted to marry a real princess. He traveled around the whole world in search of his real princess; but never found her. There was always something wrong with the princesses he found. None were to his taste. They simply weren't real princesses. The prince returned home very sad and weary, for he had set his heart on marrying a real princess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One evening a storm settled over the land. Lightning flashed and thunder roared. Rain came down by the bucket. When the storm raged at its worst, someone knocked on the casle gate and the king himself went down to open it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other side of the gate stood a wet and ragged princess. Water ran down her hair and mud caked her sopping clothes. It flowed in through the heels of her shoes and out through the toes. She said she was a princess and would like to get warm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"We shall see if indeed she is a princess," thought the queen without uttering a word. She hurried off to the guest room and took all the bedclothes off the bed. Then on the bare bedstead she put a tiny pea. On top of this pea she piled twenty mattresses and twenty feather quilts. That was to be the bed upon which the princess would sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next morning a servant asked her how she had slept. She replied, "Oh, just wretchedly! I did not close my eyes even once the whole night through. God knows what was in that bed turning me black and blue!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now everyone knew that she was certainly a real princess, since she had felt the little pea through all the twenty mattresses and twenty feather quilts. Only a real princess would be so sensitive!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The happy prince married her. The pea was put on exhibition at the royal museum where you can go see it, if it hasn't been stolen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was a real story!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13336420-111902490951257286?l=kayleeeng8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayleeeng8.blogspot.com/feeds/111902490951257286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13336420&amp;postID=111902490951257286' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13336420/posts/default/111902490951257286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13336420/posts/default/111902490951257286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayleeeng8.blogspot.com/2005/06/princess-and-pea_17.html' title='The Princess and the Pea'/><author><name>Pink Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06311944717188860639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.parrotrepublic.com/productimages/024.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13336420.post-111902484648892996</id><published>2005-06-17T09:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-17T09:14:06.493-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Outsiders</title><content type='html'>The Outsiders&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://mc.clintock.com/second_floor/bookcase_2/ICON-images/the_outsiders.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.lowe-impact.com/images/SodapopAgain.jpg"&gt;Sodapop Curtis- The "middleman" of the family and is 17 years old and is a school drop-out and works at a gas station.Like his brothers,he is known as a greaser.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.fast-rewind.com/outsiders3.jpg"&gt;Ponyboy Curtis-14 years old and the youngest of the Curtis brothers who's parents died in a car crash and now lives with his two brothers Darry and Sodapop and is known as a greaser.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.patrickswayze.net/outsiders8.jpg"&gt;Darry Curtis-The oldest of the house,Darry is 20 and is responsible for Ponyboy and Sodapop. He takes care of them and if it weren't for "the gang" he would be a Soc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.bgsu.edu/colleges/library/crc/webquest/OutsidersWebQuest/pictures/outsiders2.jpg"&gt; &lt;---The one in the middle...Dallas Winston-One of the Brumley brothers and a JD who doesn't follow anyone or anyones rules. He parties and doesn't listen to his parents and helped Ponyboy and Johnny escape to Windrixville after they killed Bob. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.patrickswayze.net/outsiders6.jpg"&gt;&lt;-------The Red Head!&lt;br /&gt;Cherry Valance-A Soc and one of Ponyboy's friends.Her boyfriend was Bob Sheldon,the Soc that Ponyboy killed when he was being drowned. People call Cherry because of her red hair and she's a cheerleader at Ponyboys school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.oandp.com/edge/issues/articles/images/2004-02_12/Teenage-Football.jpg"&gt;Randy Adderson-Cherry Valance's friend's Boyfriend.He is a Soc,but not a bad one really.He was Bobs best friend and was there when Bob was killed.He is a friend of Ponyboy's and he's from the West Side along with all the other Socs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13336420-111902484648892996?l=kayleeeng8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayleeeng8.blogspot.com/feeds/111902484648892996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13336420&amp;postID=111902484648892996' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13336420/posts/default/111902484648892996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13336420/posts/default/111902484648892996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayleeeng8.blogspot.com/2005/06/outsiders.html' title='The Outsiders'/><author><name>Pink Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06311944717188860639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.parrotrepublic.com/productimages/024.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13336420.post-111902402025641978</id><published>2005-06-17T09:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-17T09:22:53.003-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My  Spring Break</title><content type='html'>My Spring Break&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.neflin.org/leadership/images/sunshine.GIF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://cdn.channel.aol.com/amgvideo/dvd/cov150/drt500/t508/t50861i4xhf.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          &lt;br /&gt;       On Spring Break I did lotsa stuff. I went to my cousins house for 2 nights and her and her friend were totally drunk! I wasn't but I was REALLY,REALLY HYPER!! It was so much fun cause her friend ate a whole box of Honey Nut Cheerios and then coated her hair in hair gel and ran around the kitchen and phoned this guy and it was really great! Then we watched The Notebook. It was sad. Then we bugged her dog and drove it ABSOLUTALY NUTS! It was great. Ya...then I went home in the morning and ya I watched TV and ate Fruit Loops cause I was bored. Ya.....then I played The Sims 2 University and it was fun cause I like to control other people that can't hurt me when I do!! Ya,and I watched Spanglish and it was funny. Then I phoned Rebecca when she got back from California and then she came over and showed me her pictures from Disneyland and LA and then she had to go home at 10:30pm cause I got sick and had to go home. Then I went shopping and I pretty much played on the computer and that was pretty much my Spring Break.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13336420-111902402025641978?l=kayleeeng8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayleeeng8.blogspot.com/feeds/111902402025641978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13336420&amp;postID=111902402025641978' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13336420/posts/default/111902402025641978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13336420/posts/default/111902402025641978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayleeeng8.blogspot.com/2005/06/my-spring-break.html' title='My  Spring Break'/><author><name>Pink Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06311944717188860639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.parrotrepublic.com/productimages/024.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13336420.post-111764294614478117</id><published>2005-06-01T09:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-17T09:18:40.593-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Image Wheel</title><content type='html'>Image Wheel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.designedtoat.com/clipart4/val15.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finding roses of red and teddy bears. Sending chocolates and love to your sweetheart.Happily smiling and looking hot while etting ready to go out. Recieve a card thats lovely,soft laughs and tiny giggles in the hallway.Hugs of paission pink and white roses that are smooth as a kiss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya, kinda old,but it's all good!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13336420-111764294614478117?l=kayleeeng8.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayleeeng8.blogspot.com/feeds/111764294614478117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13336420&amp;postID=111764294614478117' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13336420/posts/default/111764294614478117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13336420/posts/default/111764294614478117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayleeeng8.blogspot.com/2005/06/image-wheel.html' title='Image Wheel'/><author><name>Pink Princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06311944717188860639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.parrotrepublic.com/productimages/024.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
