<?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-5851949</id><updated>2011-04-21T13:27:52.144-07:00</updated><title type='text'>...........Chelsea...........</title><subtitle type='html'>for all you nosy people out there....this ones for YOU</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chelper.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851949/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chelper.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Chelsea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07612281298728102604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>13</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5851949.post-106654907742249417</id><published>2003-10-19T00:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-10-19T00:37:57.083-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OMGOSH....it's my birthday really really soon, actually now, but not really, errr... *yay boo hiss concur whoop whoop!* tonight I went to the rocky horror picture show at mesker and it ranks in my top 10 things I've ever done in my life. I've been watching that movie since I was a little kid, but man, it was seriously awesome w/ everyone there screaming "slut" or "asshole" everytime Janet or Brad were introduced. And all the cool props were so much fun!!!!!! I got to throw toilet paper, rice, water, confetti, feces, you know the regular. Whoa, flashback quote...."What are feces? Duh, they are baby mice. Oh yea, ewwww."--compliments of Donnie Darko. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night was the most memorable Denny's encounter ever. I was w/ Stephanie, Haley, Aaron, and mandy to name a few people and all the sudden we hear all this racket behind us, and it ends up these ghetto girls got in a fight man. The po po had to come and everything. Then our waitress comes up and asks us if we saw this family leave that was in the corner near us. None of us remembered, but it turns out that the family had ordered all of these huge meals, ate their food, then left w/o paying and took their drink glasses and everything! Po folk man po folk.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5851949-106654907742249417?l=chelper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851949/posts/default/106654907742249417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851949/posts/default/106654907742249417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chelper.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106654907742249417' title=''/><author><name>Chelsea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07612281298728102604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5851949.post-106625370597758796</id><published>2003-10-15T14:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-10-15T14:35:05.676-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So my birthday is this weekend, how about that? Time for the big 1-8 to roll around. There are a bunch of people going out to eat for lunch on Sunday this weekend at Los Bravos on the east side so come out. Yes everyone is invited to come to Los Bravos, but not everyone is invited to sit w/ me..heh. I had this awesome hat for a weekend, but it was stolen by someone who will not be mentioned b/c he is a bitch. he will no longer be mentioned by name in my blog until I get the hat back. speaking of the bitch, he got a blog. way to conform bitch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I went to local close-up and learned one thing: Mike Hassel=funny man, o yes, funny man indeed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Starting yesterday, I moved up in the world. I am no longer a "Master Bear Builder". I am now a "Bear Extraordinaire"(sp?)! That's right, I am going places. And right now I'm going to get some food. One last comment, Weinzapfel (sp?!) is Beetlejuice. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5851949-106625370597758796?l=chelper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851949/posts/default/106625370597758796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851949/posts/default/106625370597758796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chelper.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106625370597758796' title=''/><author><name>Chelsea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07612281298728102604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5851949.post-106580727229356254</id><published>2003-10-10T10:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-10-10T10:34:31.950-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Last night was KAH-RAY-ZEE! Went to the soccer game w/ Cody and it was pouring down rain, we lost too so it was really sad. Afterwards we went to Applebee's w/ Kuester, Ashley, Micah, Haley, Kelli, Jen, Bacon, and I'm forgetting people, but best of all Matt Macken. haha what a funny guy. But the best of the night was yet to come......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cody and Haley got this awesome idea that we should go camping...well, since it was raining we decided to camp under Lynch road by Pigeon Creek. Fair enough. So Cody, Haley, Kuester, Louie, Bacon, Clint, and I packed up our stuff and took a trail to the overpass. Not that it wasn't scary enough, being in the woods and in a place that hobos usually camp out, but to top it off there was graffiti everywhere and a little campfire area which proved that other people really do come to this place.  We stuck out our chest and decided that we weren't scared and set up the tent, well, Haley put up the tent. hah. We played cards for awhile until we decided to walk to Motomart about 600 yards away. On the way back we all split up trying to scare each other and only me, Haley, Kuester, and Cody ended up back at the tent. The rest were off somewhere trying to scare us or themselves. Now for the weather report: it had stopped raining but it was actually hot outside and we had just walked a long way so Haley decides to take off her pants and wait till someone came back to get her shorts out of the car. And then someone came and shined a flashlight at haley, and her response to this was "turn off that flashlight you're blinding me" then she proceeded to tell the person to go get her shorts out of Louie's car. Well, that person just happened to be a cop. You see, someone called into the cops saying that there were two people w/ flashlights on Lynch Rd. So we start to pack up our stuff and see that there are 4 cop cars on Lynch right above us. We still didn't know where Louie, Clint, or Bacon were but it ends up they were caught first on some rocks trying to scare each other. The cops ended up being really cool and told us what a "kick ass spot" we had found but it was private property. So we just went back to my house and slept there! The end!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5851949-106580727229356254?l=chelper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851949/posts/default/106580727229356254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851949/posts/default/106580727229356254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chelper.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106580727229356254' title=''/><author><name>Chelsea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07612281298728102604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5851949.post-106567337351892998</id><published>2003-10-08T21:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-10-08T21:22:53.463-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>School was really stressful today. We the People is stressing me out really bad b/c of all the reports, study guides, news quizzes, tests, sheesh! I almost missed lunch b/c of that stupid class, but luckily I made it just in time except there were no more enchiladas left in the "best food" line, only cheeseburgers, how gross. I fell asleep in Calculus class again for the 3rd day in a row...maybe it's b/c my teacher doesn't actually go over the material, she just talks about college, the taste of chalk, pig fetus, ancient martial arts, and Denny's menus.  OKay the last three I lied about b/c if she did talk about those I would pay attention. I took a nap after school and Aaron, Daniel, and Zach came over and worked on some Sinai Beach flyers which everyone should go that show on Halloween at 1123 First Ave.  I wish I could go to the Figure Four show tomorrow, but I am going to the soccer game which should kick just as much arse.  Then I think I'm going to go camping behind my house w/ Haley and Cody and a few others if we can find people that want to!  I did a mullet count tonight at the fall festival and only got to 17. That's not too shabby though considering I wasn't there for very long. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to meet some boys and some boys need to meet me. I have this void right now of guys that I can just go out on dates w/ and not have anything too serious w/. I'm not looking for anything serious right now, just someone to have fun w/. Must have good sense of humor, some brain matter, a job, a car, a willingness to call me every 3 days, and does not drink/smoke and if they do, then not very often or in front of me. That's it, I'm not that critical. So any takers? You in the red hat? You w/ all the qualities mentioned above? huh huh?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5851949-106567337351892998?l=chelper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851949/posts/default/106567337351892998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851949/posts/default/106567337351892998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chelper.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106567337351892998' title=''/><author><name>Chelsea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07612281298728102604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5851949.post-106558559299472356</id><published>2003-10-07T20:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-10-07T20:59:52.303-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yeah yeah!!!! Monday I went to the fall festival w/ Haley, Stephanie, and Ashley. I really like the fall festival. It makes me happy, and for some reason, anything I eat there tastes 10x better there. I saw many mullets; I should have made a count, but I forgot to. I'll maybe do that tomorrow if I go. I went there again tonight w/ just Haley after the soccer game. North won! yay! we're city champs to no surprise. After the fall festival we went to Scoopers b/c one of my bestest friends in the whole wide world, well, maybe I just said that b/c I know he'll read this, but further more he gave Haley free water and we were off to something new. I am driving this piece of junk rental car. I don't think it goes over 60, which might be a good thing for the moment. I keep getting flashbacks of the wreck and it scares me. In conclusion, I hate deer, please buy more guns to kill them and defend yourself from the government.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5851949-106558559299472356?l=chelper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851949/posts/default/106558559299472356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851949/posts/default/106558559299472356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chelper.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106558559299472356' title=''/><author><name>Chelsea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07612281298728102604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5851949.post-106544915585598765</id><published>2003-10-06T06:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-10-06T07:05:55.993-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>well, I had one heck of a weekend I must say. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday: The North vs. Reitz game was awful. North lost by so many, it was so dissappointing. Plus it rained and my umbrella was broken, I had to hold it open. After the game I went to the homecoming dance for my mandatory 30 minutes, which actually turned out to be a lot of fun. Then I went to Denny's and Bob was working! yay! he's the coolest, very penquin. I was really really tired after that so I just drove around w/ Daniel for awhile then went to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday: I went to the AFI, Bleeding Through, and Hot Water Music show in St. Louis! It was such a good show. There was this bar lady that made some awesome fruit punch so I tipped her fifty cents. What a gal. Bleeding Through played first and they were grrrreat. They are in Chelsea's cool list now. Hot Water Music played next and I didn't really pay attention to them, b/c well, to put it nicely, they f@#$#@$@!#ING suck. Then AFI played and they had the most energy I've seen in a really long time. What a show!............After the show I got in a wreck though. It sucked, really bad. I was going down I-70 (I took the wrong interstate, oops, I was supposed to be on I-64 but back to the story) and a deer started walking across the road so, not knowing what to do in this situation, I tried to swerve into the other lane and lost control of the vehicle. So we went off the road, hit a barbed wire fence, and rolled over at least 4 times. Needless to say, I'm spent. According to the police report, my car was 500 ft. from the road. No one was hurt, thank god. I think the most damage was Aaron's glasses breaking and Daniel getting glass in his leg. There are so many ironic things about this wreck that I don't have enough time to type out, but ask me sometime cause they are really freaky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday: Since I didn't get home until 7am I slept really late until 3pm. I didn't go to work either. I planned on just laying in bed all day, but Stephanie made me get up and go to Smokey Bones w/ her, Haley, Kellina, and Kellina's sisters: Chelsea and Allysa.  The food was really really good. I had the appetizer w/ nachos and barbeque chicken....YUM. I like Kellina, she tells me when boys talk about me and make me happy. haha. Then I went to Walmart w/ Stephanie and we decided to make a Mexican count. In the 30 minutes we were there, we counted 37 Mexicans and one P-I-M-P. He was wearing a baby blue, silk suit. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for my final words of advice, i would just like to say, wear a seatbelt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5851949-106544915585598765?l=chelper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851949/posts/default/106544915585598765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851949/posts/default/106544915585598765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chelper.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106544915585598765' title=''/><author><name>Chelsea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07612281298728102604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5851949.post-106515200218903510</id><published>2003-10-02T20:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-10-02T20:33:22.093-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Whoa today was a busy day. Let's sit back and remember. Today was the homecoming assembly and everything went as planned: no tripping, dropping of flower, boob shots *shucks!*, or fainting.  My mom thinks LaMar is "good looking", and I think my mom needs to not tell me these things because she is double his age. Eww. Speaking of age differences, my manager is "engaged" to this guy who has 2 kids and gray hair, and she's only known him for 2 months....that's right, not just been dating him for 2 months, KNOWN him for 2 months. There is a list in the stockroom of the date we think they're going to get married. I'd like to make a list on how long they will stay together, that's going to be the one to bet money on and I have a pretty penny on 5 months, 10 days.  Work sucked tonight except I got some visitors which sent away my boredom for a little while. I like the cold weather outside b/c sweaters are penquin. I just made up that word, penquin (penguin w/ a 'q'). There just aren't enough words for 'cool' these days.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5851949-106515200218903510?l=chelper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851949/posts/default/106515200218903510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851949/posts/default/106515200218903510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chelper.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106515200218903510' title=''/><author><name>Chelsea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07612281298728102604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5851949.post-106506004285229357</id><published>2003-10-01T19:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-10-01T19:00:43.070-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So yesterday was really boring. I think I slept in at least 5 of my classes. Right when I got home, approximately 5 o'clock, I went to sleep and didn't wake up till this morning. It felt nice, really nice, almost too nice.  Today was a fairly uneventful day. The food fights are getting out of control now in the cafeteria. I hit Andy in the back yesterday w/ a mozarella stick, this was in revenge for the carrot to my head!!! Not only do we have the senior guys throwing stuff at us, when they miss people think we threw stuff and they throw stuff at us! so now was have the table next to us made up of immature, freshmen boys throwing stuff at us. What a bunch of fucktards.  So tomorrow is the homecoming assembly and I'm afraid I'm going to trip. My only comfort is knowing that everyone else on court feels the same way. Everyone come to the football game on Friday. On Tuesday alone they sold 1600 tickets combined at North and Reitz. I went to STAND practice tonight. I get to give a short little speech about STDs (no not a testimonial b/c I don't have an STD thank you, it was just a sunburn....) and then for this skit I get to be a gateway drug.....ooooooooo ahhhhhhhh ooooo ahhhhhhh. and to end this blog I would like to say that mullets are scary, especially for someone who is Chinese.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5851949-106506004285229357?l=chelper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851949/posts/default/106506004285229357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851949/posts/default/106506004285229357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chelper.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106506004285229357' title=''/><author><name>Chelsea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07612281298728102604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5851949.post-106489330106107179</id><published>2003-09-29T20:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-09-29T20:41:40.890-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>School went by so fast today b/c of that 2 hour delay. I had to wear this homecoming sash all day at school and a little freshman said he would vote for me if I gave him a dollar. I told him it wasn't worth it, so his friend suggested I give him a high five for a homecoming vote. I complied but then psyched him out. Hah! After school Ashley and I worked on the banner for the North vs. Reitz game; it's gonna be a good one I'm all pumped!!!!!!!!!! So I went to Cody's tonight before we were supposed to go to bw3's. At this very place I made a vow to myself that I would never be an obsessive girlfriend or ex. I guess I would actually have to have a boyfriend to be an obsessive g/f, but yea, this is a lifelong vow man.  But Cody, man I feel for you. Fight the power, kick the cocktease!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5851949-106489330106107179?l=chelper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851949/posts/default/106489330106107179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851949/posts/default/106489330106107179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chelper.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106489330106107179' title=''/><author><name>Chelsea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07612281298728102604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5851949.post-106481214052284439</id><published>2003-09-28T22:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-09-29T17:01:38.030-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>this is going be a long update since I haven't wrote about my o so cool life in awhile. so put on the reading glasses buddy. that means you! Saturday I worked, surprise. Then I went out to a movie. well, sorta. You see, Rachel saw online that the movie Uptown Girls was playing at 7:10. I was up for a chick flick, so Rachel, Haley, Ashley, and I all decided yay lets go to the movies. Turns out that movie quit playing the day before. So instead we roamed Evansville and found my bathroom, a hotel room, Target, and Pete's house. Good times, good times. I went to Denny's after my escapade (sp? who cares I like that word, reminds me of Janet Jackson) and had a damn good time like always. I took bunches of pictures for my friendster profile, which by the way if you are reading this and aren't my friend there is something wrong w/ you so get on to friendster.com and add me as your friend. Name: Chelsea Perry. Moving on to Sunday. I found someone to work for me Sunday so I could spend quality time w/ Richard. We went to the senior LPGA tournament at Victoria National. It was a nice, quiet, and relaxing bonding experience except for this little old lady. I have no idea why she decided it was me that she wanted to tell all her comments to, I guess maybe it was the red sweater; red stands out you know. But she insisted to comment about every shot someone made. I think my only responses were, "yea that's nice" or "that sucks." I really showed her my knowledge of golf.....uhhhhhh. I hung out w/ Cody afterwards. We went to the random places of Circuit City, Target, and Backyard Burger, and this is what I have to say after this experience.....CODY RULEZ!!!!!!!  Then to top off my random Sunday I tie dyed at 11 o'clock. ta da!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5851949-106481214052284439?l=chelper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851949/posts/default/106481214052284439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851949/posts/default/106481214052284439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chelper.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106481214052284439' title=''/><author><name>Chelsea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07612281298728102604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5851949.post-106463530558802950</id><published>2003-09-26T21:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-09-26T21:01:45.736-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wow this day sucked really bad. I even wrote it in my agenda. That means I'm going to look back on this day and be filled w/ wasp stings and the smell of burnt rubber. Eww. Brighter note: I had fun last night. I went to Denny's w/ Daniel to meet up w/ Aaron and Zack. I was really hyper, possibly b/c of the 3 cokes in a row thing. Whoa and I thought i got a rash from the toilet seat on my butt. I was seriously scared. But it ends up I was just burnt from the tanning bed. And I locked my keys in my car that night. I should have seen the signs that today wasn't going to be very fun. Another brighter note: North beat Memorial by one point in overtime. I didn't get to see the game b/c I worked (stupid f#$!#@ing Build-A-Fag). This leads to even better news that next weeks homecoming game is going to be tubular. Two undefeated teams....YAY! and I actually get to go to this game b/c well, I'm part of the halftime show holla. so everyone needs to come out and see me wave. haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5851949-106463530558802950?l=chelper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851949/posts/default/106463530558802950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851949/posts/default/106463530558802950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chelper.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106463530558802950' title=''/><author><name>Chelsea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07612281298728102604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5851949.post-106453358370655217</id><published>2003-09-25T16:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-09-25T16:46:23.260-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Los Bravos was sooooooo much fun....emphasis on the fun.  Josiah/Micah, Erica/Kyle, and me/Seger each had a thing of cheese dip and we had a contest on who could finish theirs first. Seger took one for the team and poured the whole thing on his meal. Needless to say me and Seger were the winners. Josiah, being the pure devil that he is, flipped the pepper over on the tip money and made it look like it was right side up so when the waiter came to pick up his tip, total chaos. That's right the truth is out on Josiah, he's a meanie head.  Today was a pretty boring day man. I got my picture taken for the yearbook w/ Josh Board. Best Personality holla!!!! We took a picture on the swings at St. Theresa and I gave him a piggy back ride in return for the one he gave me. I wish I didn't have to work tomorrow b/c there is a lot of rad stuff that I could be doing instead.  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5851949-106453358370655217?l=chelper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851949/posts/default/106453358370655217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851949/posts/default/106453358370655217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chelper.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106453358370655217' title=''/><author><name>Chelsea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07612281298728102604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5851949.post-106435982762134820</id><published>2003-09-23T16:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-09-23T16:30:27.510-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>whoa first post....I think I need a "you go girl" or maybe a meal at Los Bravos. yea I think I'm going to choose the latter. Today was an eventful day. I went to school, went bowling w/ Ashley, Stephanie, and Haley for DECA, got my eyebrows waxed (ouch), and later I'm going to Los Bravos for Josiah's birthday. I got him the raddest sunglasses ever. They have gold glitter on them and were 3 dollars at CVS (Chelsea's Very Special).  I realized today how awful I am at bowling too. Ashley and I decided to team up on Haley and Stephanie. Bad idea, b/c now we have to turn in their assignments and get their folders and peel bananas for them in Marketing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5851949-106435982762134820?l=chelper.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851949/posts/default/106435982762134820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5851949/posts/default/106435982762134820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chelper.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106435982762134820' title=''/><author><name>Chelsea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07612281298728102604</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
