<?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-7185666033959798572</id><updated>2012-01-29T03:18:56.684-08:00</updated><category term='Bizarre'/><category term='Friends'/><category term='Random'/><category term='Fun Stuff'/><category term='Church'/><category term='Daily Occurrences'/><category term='Family'/><category term='SFS'/><title type='text'>someday,</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heathdoggy.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3T2MzS_kdAg/Tr9lOxffPzI/AAAAAAAAECg/dhlD1S6LJIA/s220/heather_085.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7185666033959798572.post-7640611847633898691</id><published>2011-07-09T14:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-09T14:19:51.724-07:00</updated><title type='text'>college is coming.</title><content type='html'>i'm not ready!&lt;div&gt;i have to read 2 books for the honors program before school starts,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;buy all my dorm stuff and somehow create a coherent design that my hallmates will envy (very important), &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;bid farewell to all of my friends (my best friend since 3rd grade leaves tomorrow...what?),&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;quit my job,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;pack up my life,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and move in.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and make new friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and balance the thousands of pages of reading i will be doing with hanging out with friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;how will i do this?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;uh...good question.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7185666033959798572-7640611847633898691?l=heathdoggy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heathdoggy.blogspot.com/feeds/7640611847633898691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7185666033959798572&amp;postID=7640611847633898691&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7185666033959798572/posts/default/7640611847633898691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7185666033959798572/posts/default/7640611847633898691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heathdoggy.blogspot.com/2011/07/college-is-coming.html' title='college is coming.'/><author><name>Heather Leith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04277757576455317895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3T2MzS_kdAg/Tr9lOxffPzI/AAAAAAAAECg/dhlD1S6LJIA/s220/heather_085.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7185666033959798572.post-3294035561229168032</id><published>2011-06-14T20:33:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-14T20:33:40.053-07:00</updated><title type='text'>such a nice day.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="post_content"&gt;                                                                         &lt;div class="post_title"&gt;I had a really bad night/morning and it was  turned around after school when Melissa and Jessica took me to the  beach. And we ate our feelings and they let me unload on them and  comforted me but then just took my mind off of things for a few hours.  Those are what I call good friends!&lt;/div&gt;                                                                                                        &lt;p&gt;And also, last night when it was worse than ever I loved having  someone to call and cry to. Haily I can’t thank you enough for making it  all better. Love you.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;God is good. All the time. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;All the time.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                                                     &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7185666033959798572-3294035561229168032?l=heathdoggy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heathdoggy.blogspot.com/feeds/3294035561229168032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7185666033959798572&amp;postID=3294035561229168032&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7185666033959798572/posts/default/3294035561229168032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7185666033959798572/posts/default/3294035561229168032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heathdoggy.blogspot.com/2011/06/such-nice-day.html' title='such a nice day.'/><author><name>Heather Leith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04277757576455317895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3T2MzS_kdAg/Tr9lOxffPzI/AAAAAAAAECg/dhlD1S6LJIA/s220/heather_085.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7185666033959798572.post-3724804653859379229</id><published>2011-06-13T21:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-13T21:48:43.836-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Senior awards banquets....</title><content type='html'>where I sit through two hours of a ceremony to be announced as receiving a scholarship i already know i received. SO FUN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i only have three more days of classes. this is weirdtown.&lt;br /&gt;summer, get at me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7185666033959798572-3724804653859379229?l=heathdoggy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heathdoggy.blogspot.com/feeds/3724804653859379229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7185666033959798572&amp;postID=3724804653859379229&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7185666033959798572/posts/default/3724804653859379229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7185666033959798572/posts/default/3724804653859379229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heathdoggy.blogspot.com/2011/06/senior-awards-banquets.html' title='Senior awards banquets....'/><author><name>Heather Leith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04277757576455317895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3T2MzS_kdAg/Tr9lOxffPzI/AAAAAAAAECg/dhlD1S6LJIA/s220/heather_085.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7185666033959798572.post-829626184153012395</id><published>2011-06-09T23:31:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-09T23:31:47.097-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sentimental time--</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FAd9IHt3P80/TfG6TZyj2OI/AAAAAAAAECA/ADT7G7Dt_O8/s1600/253807_1762240456274_1246977158_31552797_2969322_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FAd9IHt3P80/TfG6TZyj2OI/AAAAAAAAECA/ADT7G7Dt_O8/s400/253807_1762240456274_1246977158_31552797_2969322_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616475052810950882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="caption" style="margin-top:0px;"&gt;                                         &lt;p&gt;I’m down to the last week and a half of high school. What in the world. Where did the year go? Where did high school go?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I am getting so SO sentimental as each day passes and everything has  the word “last” in front of it. Last finals. Last full day of school.  Last day aiding my Drama 1 kids. Last makeup test. Last sports rally.  Last film banquet. Last week with the film class all together. AHHH it  is so weird, because for a majority of this year I was completely  detached from my school friends. I thought that they weren’t worth my  time because they didn’t want the same things out of life that I did and  weren’t going to call me during the summer to hang out. So I thought  I’d just invest my time with my friends who I knew were going to stick  around.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;But recent events made me realize how dumb and self-righteous that  decision was. Why didn’t I open myself up to them and love them for who  they are? Why did I waste so many days isolating myself when I could  have lived in the moment and enjoyed the people right inf front of me?  My friends now know (I hope) that I am completely okay with who they are  and the decisions they’re making, and they know I want to hang out with  them. So it’s going to happen. And it’s going to be so much fun because  the girls above have been my best friends since 3rd grade and it sucked  losing them. SUCKED. But now I feel like I have at least one back, and I  could not be more excited (Holla Melissa, I know you’re reading this)  to spend my summer hanging out with her and the rest of my film friends.  Because they are beautiful people who make me laugh and make me think. I  feel a great summer coming my way, and a great first year of college.&lt;/p&gt;                                    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7185666033959798572-829626184153012395?l=heathdoggy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heathdoggy.blogspot.com/feeds/829626184153012395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7185666033959798572&amp;postID=829626184153012395&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7185666033959798572/posts/default/829626184153012395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7185666033959798572/posts/default/829626184153012395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heathdoggy.blogspot.com/2011/06/sentimental-time.html' title='Sentimental time--'/><author><name>Heather Leith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04277757576455317895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3T2MzS_kdAg/Tr9lOxffPzI/AAAAAAAAECg/dhlD1S6LJIA/s220/heather_085.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FAd9IHt3P80/TfG6TZyj2OI/AAAAAAAAECA/ADT7G7Dt_O8/s72-c/253807_1762240456274_1246977158_31552797_2969322_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7185666033959798572.post-7767142621059747478</id><published>2011-06-08T16:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-08T16:14:50.593-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I decided today that I miss rambling.</title><content type='html'>I miss cataloging my everyday life in paragraph and list form.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, reblogging pictures with cool lighting is fun....but....I like this better.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, there are more people I know on Tumblr now and I am unsure that anyone will read this....but....I don't care.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I have a lot I want to write about.&lt;br /&gt;Join me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7185666033959798572-7767142621059747478?l=heathdoggy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heathdoggy.blogspot.com/feeds/7767142621059747478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7185666033959798572&amp;postID=7767142621059747478&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7185666033959798572/posts/default/7767142621059747478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7185666033959798572/posts/default/7767142621059747478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heathdoggy.blogspot.com/2011/06/i-decided-today-that-i-miss-rambling.html' title='I decided today that I miss rambling.'/><author><name>Heather Leith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04277757576455317895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3T2MzS_kdAg/Tr9lOxffPzI/AAAAAAAAECg/dhlD1S6LJIA/s220/heather_085.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7185666033959798572.post-4470061085514856174</id><published>2010-04-11T00:28:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-11T00:28:56.937-07:00</updated><title type='text'>well. the day has come.</title><content type='html'>you can now find me&lt;a href="http://heatherleithal.tumblr.com"&gt; here&lt;/a&gt;. ah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodbye blog of four years! i loved you so so much. i hope you like your new home.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7185666033959798572-4470061085514856174?l=heathdoggy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heathdoggy.blogspot.com/feeds/4470061085514856174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7185666033959798572&amp;postID=4470061085514856174&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7185666033959798572/posts/default/4470061085514856174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7185666033959798572/posts/default/4470061085514856174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heathdoggy.blogspot.com/2010/04/well-day-has-come.html' title='well. the day has come.'/><author><name>Heather Leith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04277757576455317895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3T2MzS_kdAg/Tr9lOxffPzI/AAAAAAAAECg/dhlD1S6LJIA/s220/heather_085.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7185666033959798572.post-5162701767977875108</id><published>2010-04-04T21:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-04T21:58:25.514-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Jonas Day! I mean...Easter</title><content type='html'>fact: i went through a JoBro phase in ninth grade. i was OBSESSED. i kept it a secret, though, so it's kind of a little known fact. because i realized that they were cheesy and i only told people if they said that they liked them first. liking the jonas brothers was like a secret society of shame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fact: the Jonas Brothers played at Saddleback's Easter service at Angels Stadium.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fact: i was really excited. because a part of my freshman love with them still lingers in my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fact: i was two rows away from the place they entered and exited, and sat directly across from where they sat before they played (connections.) so i kind of watched them the whole time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fact: this makes me a creepy stalker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fact: my hands were shaking when they came out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fact: this was a problem because i was taking a video with my mom's camera and pictures with mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fact: i still find them attractive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fact: these beaut photos were taken by jordan gunderson!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/S7lqjkT4DGI/AAAAAAAAEA0/GZvSb18_1bg/s1600/26375_407783640859_509170859_5589595_727757_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/S7lqjkT4DGI/AAAAAAAAEA0/GZvSb18_1bg/s400/26375_407783640859_509170859_5589595_727757_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456509582811073634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/S7lqjSw3rYI/AAAAAAAAEAs/QMQgUKTLDTo/s1600/26375_407783625859_509170859_5589592_3027672_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/S7lqjSw3rYI/AAAAAAAAEAs/QMQgUKTLDTo/s400/26375_407783625859_509170859_5589592_3027672_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456509578100845954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/S7lqjGh733I/AAAAAAAAEAk/cS-XF3fR_Ec/s1600/26375_407783610859_509170859_5589590_3077356_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/S7lqjGh733I/AAAAAAAAEAk/cS-XF3fR_Ec/s400/26375_407783610859_509170859_5589590_3077356_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456509574816980850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;fact: they almost had a meet-n-greet for staff's kids (that's me) but then they cancelled it.....guys. my life's DREAM was to meet them. i would fantasize about shaking their hands when i was a baby freshman. DANG IT! i would try to think of ways that i could make them remember me, like saying an original comment that they've never heard....i could never think of anything though. and that's still the case. i would be too nervous if i met them. i'd stutter, no doubt. i've been having a stutter problem lately. it's so sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fact: joe waved to me after i eagerly waved to him for 10 seconds. he was kind of annoyed. but he pity-waved. still a direct acknowledgment, though, so i'm satisfied. the picture below is that very moment---&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/S7lqkNrRfsI/AAAAAAAAEA8/yNnaSDWhiGs/s1600/26375_407783645859_509170859_5589596_7877336_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/S7lqkNrRfsI/AAAAAAAAEA8/yNnaSDWhiGs/s400/26375_407783645859_509170859_5589596_7877336_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456509593915064002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;fact: i am an embarrassment. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7185666033959798572-5162701767977875108?l=heathdoggy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heathdoggy.blogspot.com/feeds/5162701767977875108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7185666033959798572&amp;postID=5162701767977875108&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7185666033959798572/posts/default/5162701767977875108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7185666033959798572/posts/default/5162701767977875108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heathdoggy.blogspot.com/2010/04/happy-jonas-day-i-meaneaster.html' title='Happy Jonas Day! I mean...Easter'/><author><name>Heather Leith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04277757576455317895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3T2MzS_kdAg/Tr9lOxffPzI/AAAAAAAAECg/dhlD1S6LJIA/s220/heather_085.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/S7lqjkT4DGI/AAAAAAAAEA0/GZvSb18_1bg/s72-c/26375_407783640859_509170859_5589595_727757_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7185666033959798572.post-8051079613587622324</id><published>2010-04-04T21:32:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-04T21:41:53.537-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hi children,</title><content type='html'>let me just say, i can feel the day coming when i transfer to the prettier, easier Tumblr. prepare yo'selves. because as we can all see this blogging is just not happening as frequently as we'd all like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and it's about to not happen for another week, because i am going to new mexico again for my spring break! i leave at midnight. get ready for some kuh-razy stories when i return, hopefully some like the famous &lt;a href="http://heathdoggy.blogspot.com/2009/04/new-mexico-story-1-sleeping.html"&gt;middle-of-the-night bathroom nightmare&lt;/a&gt; last year--- such great times are upon me. i am leading a village this year which i'm super excited about. if anyone still reads this little guy, please pray for the trip! i hope that God uses each person and specifically, that they each feel loved and valued individually. that they know that they&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; matter&lt;/span&gt; to the rest of the village and to God. i don't know why God has put this on my heart but we'll see why by the end of the week, i presume. because God is like that. gotta love that guy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7185666033959798572-8051079613587622324?l=heathdoggy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heathdoggy.blogspot.com/feeds/8051079613587622324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7185666033959798572&amp;postID=8051079613587622324&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7185666033959798572/posts/default/8051079613587622324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7185666033959798572/posts/default/8051079613587622324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heathdoggy.blogspot.com/2010/04/hi-children.html' title='hi children,'/><author><name>Heather Leith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04277757576455317895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3T2MzS_kdAg/Tr9lOxffPzI/AAAAAAAAECg/dhlD1S6LJIA/s220/heather_085.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7185666033959798572.post-808613240166715830</id><published>2010-03-21T18:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-21T19:11:18.945-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i am yacht even kidding.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;(scroll down and read the post first!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451272713837111138" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/S6bPprIKZ2I/AAAAAAAAEAc/-tivvXRhZPE/s400/yacht+party.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's the limo that picked us up...we all kind of freaked out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/S6bPpTr88qI/AAAAAAAAEAU/eOXKYKLZwvQ/s1600-h/25295_107905812568949_100000485923900_183365_2867769_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451272707544773282" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/S6bPpTr88qI/AAAAAAAAEAU/eOXKYKLZwvQ/s400/25295_107905812568949_100000485923900_183365_2867769_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/S6bPpIYjhwI/AAAAAAAAEAM/zdTC1MlhuMk/s1600-h/25295_107905805902283_100000485923900_183364_3362116_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451272704510625538" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/S6bPpIYjhwI/AAAAAAAAEAM/zdTC1MlhuMk/s400/25295_107905805902283_100000485923900_183364_3362116_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;here's the birthday girl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/S6bPolVox3I/AAAAAAAAEAE/r4FY8chSpTk/s1600-h/23972_424712418297_672243297_5270117_6152257_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451272695103145842" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/S6bPolVox3I/AAAAAAAAEAE/r4FY8chSpTk/s400/23972_424712418297_672243297_5270117_6152257_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;these are someone else's pictures which is why i'm not in them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but here is the middle level of the boat.  &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451272687131130770" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/S6bPoHo9e5I/AAAAAAAAD_8/tM-mONAl2gk/s400/23972_424712178297_672243297_5270105_3893644_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;as soon as i heard that the invitations were on velvet scrolls i knew that i had to be a part of it. not just any party. last night i attended the biggest party to hit trabuco hills high school, and possibly south orange county. this girl (whom no one really knew) had a sweet sixteen yacht party. a YACHT party! it was just like MTV's My Super Sweet 16. let me just give you the vital stats of the event:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-- bouncers at the entrance with a guest list&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-- hummer limos picked up every single group of people and brought them to the boat dock.&lt;br /&gt;-- hundreds of kids were in attendance&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-- party girl made an entrance in an old luxury car&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-- we were handed glasses of sparkling cider as soon as we boarded&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-- a three-level yacht that set sail from 4-10:30&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-- personalized M&amp;amp;M's. some said "sweet sixteen," some said the girl's name&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-- waiters with trays of hors d'oeuvres&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-- &lt;a href="http://i.ehow.com/images/a05/f7/8u/make-chocolate-tuxedo-strawberries-weddings-800X800.jpg"&gt;these&lt;/a&gt; strawberries&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-- a giant cake with a big, diamond "N" on the top&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-- make-your-own pasta that was grilled by waiters&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-- extravagant place settings/centerpieces&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-- drink bar where you could order "nicole's pomegranate sour" or a variety of other drinks&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-- top level of the yacht: dance floor with a DJ and flat-screen DVDs with music videos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-- giant ice sculpture: a horse and a sweet 16 sign&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-- sushi bar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-- smoothie bar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-- party girl changed into 3 different gowns&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-- photographers and video guys everywhere&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-- red carpet with a backdrop that said "nicole's sweet 16" that we could take pictures in front of&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-- goody bags (more like DUFFEL bags) that had her initials and "sweet sixteen: endless dreams" embroidered on the outside, filled with personalized clocks, picture frames, game sets, metal bookmarks, sewing kit, and a bag of those personalized M&amp;amp;M's.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-- the limos took us back to our houses.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;ummm. you don't do that. it was so so fun and we were all on cloud 9 the whole night, in awe of this girl. what a....&lt;em&gt;provided for&lt;/em&gt; kid.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;but it was honestly the best night of my life and i'm glad i weeded my way in, even though i wasn't even invited. gotta love the OC life. (...kidding)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7185666033959798572-808613240166715830?l=heathdoggy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heathdoggy.blogspot.com/feeds/808613240166715830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7185666033959798572&amp;postID=808613240166715830&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7185666033959798572/posts/default/808613240166715830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7185666033959798572/posts/default/808613240166715830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heathdoggy.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-am-yacht-even-kidding.html' title='i am yacht even kidding.'/><author><name>Heather Leith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04277757576455317895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3T2MzS_kdAg/Tr9lOxffPzI/AAAAAAAAECg/dhlD1S6LJIA/s220/heather_085.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/S6bPprIKZ2I/AAAAAAAAEAc/-tivvXRhZPE/s72-c/yacht+party.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7185666033959798572.post-5822720382418869713</id><published>2010-03-21T18:27:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-21T18:31:12.108-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm back with some fresh excuses,</title><content type='html'>1. i had THREE comedy sportz games last week. all in a row. so that kept me super busy.&lt;br /&gt;2. i am not even at my own house for the next two weeks. mama and papa leith are on a cruise in costa rica for their 30th anniversary, so i am staying with my sweet family friends named karin and joe. they are grandparents and they make me breakfast in the morning, something my parents NEVER do. so i am loving staying with them. i woke up on morning #1 to a bowl of cut-up strawberries and some cheerios. uhhh, YES. this is the good life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7185666033959798572-5822720382418869713?l=heathdoggy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heathdoggy.blogspot.com/feeds/5822720382418869713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7185666033959798572&amp;postID=5822720382418869713&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7185666033959798572/posts/default/5822720382418869713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7185666033959798572/posts/default/5822720382418869713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heathdoggy.blogspot.com/2010/03/im-back-with-some-fresh-excuses.html' title='i&apos;m back with some fresh excuses,'/><author><name>Heather Leith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04277757576455317895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3T2MzS_kdAg/Tr9lOxffPzI/AAAAAAAAECg/dhlD1S6LJIA/s220/heather_085.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7185666033959798572.post-6787367790664486797</id><published>2010-03-14T16:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-14T17:12:10.909-07:00</updated><title type='text'>elllle ayyye part two.</title><content type='html'>i went up to the city of angels again, this time with the whole film class. mission: alice in wonderland at the el capitan. but we had to be tourists in our own homeland and go see groman's chinese theater, of course.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/S5134pxWjII/AAAAAAAAD_0/TX1wwWxOZ4A/s1600-h/26739_109117609104994_100000202660613_243976_224188_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/S5134pxWjII/AAAAAAAAD_0/TX1wwWxOZ4A/s400/26739_109117609104994_100000202660613_243976_224188_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448642939357400194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/S5134YW2kkI/AAAAAAAAD_s/wNgbzLbJTtY/s1600-h/26739_109117599104995_100000202660613_243974_851950_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/S5134YW2kkI/AAAAAAAAD_s/wNgbzLbJTtY/s400/26739_109117599104995_100000202660613_243974_851950_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448642934682849858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;not me, not hermione, YOU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/S513397YgeI/AAAAAAAAD_k/5KfRftakptg/s1600-h/25083_1242206775757_1246977158_30606243_609602_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/S513397YgeI/AAAAAAAAD_k/5KfRftakptg/s400/25083_1242206775757_1246977158_30606243_609602_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448642927588311522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;uh, 'scuse me latino mr. incredible but we did not invite you into the picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/S513wC5OyeI/AAAAAAAAD_c/J1yD_iaOfLk/s1600-h/25083_1242206575752_1246977158_30606238_4583223_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/S513wC5OyeI/AAAAAAAAD_c/J1yD_iaOfLk/s400/25083_1242206575752_1246977158_30606238_4583223_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448642791482509794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/S513v21alxI/AAAAAAAAD_U/Kebt1VbqiWo/s1600-h/25083_1242206375747_1246977158_30606234_6514963_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/S513v21alxI/AAAAAAAAD_U/Kebt1VbqiWo/s400/25083_1242206375747_1246977158_30606234_6514963_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448642788245280530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;wizards, obvi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/S513vSGhZmI/AAAAAAAAD_M/dbyxzDUTkrU/s1600-h/25083_1242206335746_1246977158_30606233_4654195_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/S513vSGhZmI/AAAAAAAAD_M/dbyxzDUTkrU/s400/25083_1242206335746_1246977158_30606233_4654195_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448642778384918114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;THAT'S what snape wants.&lt;br /&gt;THAT'S what fluffy's guarding.&lt;br /&gt;THAT'S what's under the trap door.&lt;br /&gt;The Sorcerer's Stone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;(great delivery, daniel.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/S513vFw6xvI/AAAAAAAAD_E/yCpuTjD80eY/s1600-h/25083_1242206295745_1246977158_30606232_6592215_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/S513vFw6xvI/AAAAAAAAD_E/yCpuTjD80eY/s400/25083_1242206295745_1246977158_30606232_6592215_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448642775073081074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;2 laydiez juz livin life &amp;amp; modeling in the big citie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/S513uxs0C0I/AAAAAAAAD-8/3N1yRAFmIPQ/s1600-h/25083_1242206255744_1246977158_30606231_5901068_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/S513uxs0C0I/AAAAAAAAD-8/3N1yRAFmIPQ/s400/25083_1242206255744_1246977158_30606231_5901068_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448642769687153474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;anyway, the movie was fun to look at but the ending was horrible, horrible, horrible. a lot of people hated the whole thing but i liked it, sans the conclusion. so i'd recommend it. i was entertained.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7185666033959798572-6787367790664486797?l=heathdoggy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heathdoggy.blogspot.com/feeds/6787367790664486797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7185666033959798572&amp;postID=6787367790664486797&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7185666033959798572/posts/default/6787367790664486797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7185666033959798572/posts/default/6787367790664486797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heathdoggy.blogspot.com/2010/03/elllle-ayyye-part-two.html' title='elllle ayyye part two.'/><author><name>Heather Leith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04277757576455317895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3T2MzS_kdAg/Tr9lOxffPzI/AAAAAAAAECg/dhlD1S6LJIA/s220/heather_085.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/S5134pxWjII/AAAAAAAAD_0/TX1wwWxOZ4A/s72-c/26739_109117609104994_100000202660613_243976_224188_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7185666033959798572.post-8264278713625249714</id><published>2010-03-12T17:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-12T17:24:11.368-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I found ANOTHER Leith Legacy book!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/S5roFd5WG8I/AAAAAAAAD-0/vbDyDUb26N4/s1600-h/GetAttachment.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/S5roFd5WG8I/AAAAAAAAD-0/vbDyDUb26N4/s400/GetAttachment.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447921879880178626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This time it's The Great Gatsby. I'm not even reading it yet, but I got it out to lend to a friend. She gave it back to me today and I thought maybe, just MAYBE....I opened up the front cover while sitting in math waiting for the bell to ring, and what do I find?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone BUT dumb Carson used it...AGAIN. Come ON Cars. What's with your lack of participation? No one appreciates it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This kid in my class saw me marveling at it and said, "Wow Heather, that's like a family heirloom." You're right Alex. It is. I am so excited to read it now and make another design on the back cover. Weeeee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. I used proper capitalization in this whole post. It felt weird. Proud?&lt;br /&gt;P.P.S. I wrote my name quickly because I was so excited to cement my name in history except I didn't even take the time to practice like last time. So it's too small and timid. Shoot.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7185666033959798572-8264278713625249714?l=heathdoggy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heathdoggy.blogspot.com/feeds/8264278713625249714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7185666033959798572&amp;postID=8264278713625249714&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7185666033959798572/posts/default/8264278713625249714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7185666033959798572/posts/default/8264278713625249714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heathdoggy.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-found-another-leith-legacy-book.html' title='I found ANOTHER Leith Legacy book!'/><author><name>Heather Leith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04277757576455317895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3T2MzS_kdAg/Tr9lOxffPzI/AAAAAAAAECg/dhlD1S6LJIA/s220/heather_085.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/S5roFd5WG8I/AAAAAAAAD-0/vbDyDUb26N4/s72-c/GetAttachment.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7185666033959798572.post-4645447375576762683</id><published>2010-03-06T23:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-06T23:50:32.597-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ComSpo's Adventures in Elle Ayyye</title><content type='html'>Yesterday the ComedySportz team went up to LA to eat dinner and see the professional ComedySportz team perform! Man oh man it was so fun.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/S5NXz0ODaXI/AAAAAAAAD-s/o05MNM1wpU4/s1600-h/26843_1237963909688_1246977158_30596687_8046342_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 292px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/S5NXz0ODaXI/AAAAAAAAD-s/o05MNM1wpU4/s400/26843_1237963909688_1246977158_30596687_8046342_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445792922123594098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;please enlarge the following picture and read the sign...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/S5NXwZczmSI/AAAAAAAAD-k/E60B0juvLCE/s1600-h/26843_1237964029691_1246977158_30596690_7329590_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/S5NXwZczmSI/AAAAAAAAD-k/E60B0juvLCE/s400/26843_1237964029691_1246977158_30596690_7329590_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445792863398107426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"empty: bus has been checked for sleeping children and is empty."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/S5NXwBWZ1KI/AAAAAAAAD-c/D8DkRbNsVZs/s1600-h/26843_1237964069692_1246977158_30596691_6054387_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/S5NXwBWZ1KI/AAAAAAAAD-c/D8DkRbNsVZs/s400/26843_1237964069692_1246977158_30596691_6054387_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445792856928801954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/S5NXv8MeyOI/AAAAAAAAD-U/N0hJtlA9NR0/s1600-h/26843_1237964109693_1246977158_30596692_6993961_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/S5NXv8MeyOI/AAAAAAAAD-U/N0hJtlA9NR0/s400/26843_1237964109693_1246977158_30596692_6993961_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445792855545006306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/S5NXvhN3YiI/AAAAAAAAD-M/gRmXnN1Gm-c/s1600-h/26843_1237965069717_1246977158_30596716_3018298_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/S5NXvhN3YiI/AAAAAAAAD-M/gRmXnN1Gm-c/s400/26843_1237965069717_1246977158_30596716_3018298_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445792848303055394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/S5NXvDQ853I/AAAAAAAAD-E/KP0dpYFBQ_I/s1600-h/26843_1237965109718_1246977158_30596717_6251781_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/S5NXvDQ853I/AAAAAAAAD-E/KP0dpYFBQ_I/s400/26843_1237965109718_1246977158_30596717_6251781_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445792840262936434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/S5NXn5glMbI/AAAAAAAAD98/by-7vIEHWLo/s1600-h/26843_1237965149719_1246977158_30596718_4711548_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/S5NXn5glMbI/AAAAAAAAD98/by-7vIEHWLo/s400/26843_1237965149719_1246977158_30596718_4711548_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445792717385052594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/S5NXnsXao3I/AAAAAAAAD90/0re7wKvxuRo/s1600-h/26843_1237965189720_1246977158_30596719_7949818_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/S5NXnsXao3I/AAAAAAAAD90/0re7wKvxuRo/s400/26843_1237965189720_1246977158_30596719_7949818_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445792713856951154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;these are the sophiezzzzz (sophomores, if you don't know hip high school lingo) on the team.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/S5NXneSSczI/AAAAAAAAD9s/dSwxePN4wpU/s1600-h/26843_1237965229721_1246977158_30596720_3881093_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/S5NXneSSczI/AAAAAAAAD9s/dSwxePN4wpU/s400/26843_1237965229721_1246977158_30596720_3881093_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445792710077346610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/S5NXnI1o2OI/AAAAAAAAD9k/uQl8XI40gVg/s1600-h/26843_1237965389725_1246977158_30596723_5124022_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/S5NXnI1o2OI/AAAAAAAAD9k/uQl8XI40gVg/s400/26843_1237965389725_1246977158_30596723_5124022_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445792704320035042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;so at the place we ate dinner, which i guess a lot of famous people go to, they have this mechanical bull you can ride. some girl got on it, and one of her friends shouted, "yeahh, america's next top modellll!" everyone assumed it was some inside joke, but i studied this girl and realized....that is salesha. winner of ANTM a few years back. ah! no one believed me until she was walking past us and these girls asked if she was really america's next top model and she said yes! so i was determined to get a picture with her. we caught her as she was leaving and she kindly obliged. here she is, in all her glory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/S5NXmg9fuNI/AAAAAAAAD9c/Pez7uAY4Gz8/s1600-h/26843_1237964629706_1246977158_30596705_3048666_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/S5NXmg9fuNI/AAAAAAAAD9c/Pez7uAY4Gz8/s400/26843_1237964629706_1246977158_30596705_3048666_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445792693615573202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;we also saw the store that kelli cuttrone owns in kell on earth, that VH1 show.&lt;br /&gt;krazi tymez in da big city!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7185666033959798572-4645447375576762683?l=heathdoggy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heathdoggy.blogspot.com/feeds/4645447375576762683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7185666033959798572&amp;postID=4645447375576762683&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7185666033959798572/posts/default/4645447375576762683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7185666033959798572/posts/default/4645447375576762683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heathdoggy.blogspot.com/2010/03/comspos-adventures-in-elle-ayyye.html' title='ComSpo&apos;s Adventures in Elle Ayyye'/><author><name>Heather Leith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04277757576455317895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3T2MzS_kdAg/Tr9lOxffPzI/AAAAAAAAECg/dhlD1S6LJIA/s220/heather_085.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/S5NXz0ODaXI/AAAAAAAAD-s/o05MNM1wpU4/s72-c/26843_1237963909688_1246977158_30596687_8046342_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7185666033959798572.post-374977198775343278</id><published>2010-03-06T23:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-06T23:36:03.323-08:00</updated><title type='text'>dates that are up</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/S5NVI6rA2BI/AAAAAAAAD9U/oqscuIFtxW8/s1600-h/tumblr_kylj6pWLvi1qzyrwvo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 274px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/S5NVI6rA2BI/AAAAAAAAD9U/oqscuIFtxW8/s400/tumblr_kylj6pWLvi1qzyrwvo1_500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445789986098042898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;also known as, updates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;-- i am a really good roller skater&lt;br /&gt;-- today i looked at college websites all day and i got even more excited to graduate. there are so many great options out there! now, what to choose...&lt;br /&gt;-- give me your input: take a math senior year, or no?&lt;br /&gt;-- planners are the best, especially ones that inspire you to plan.&lt;br /&gt;-- okay, so you know that the Jonas Brothers are playing at my church's Easter Service at Angel Stadium, right? or maybe you didn't. now you know. ridiculous, i am aware, but i am still excited nonetheless. you see, freshman year, i went through a JoBro phase where i was OBSESSSSED with them. and part of that love still lingers, a tiny tiny part. SO today when i was informed that my church band is PLAYING outside of the stadium at the service as people are walking in, i got so so excited. this means we are one step closer to getting backstage passes and meeting the men that captured my heart two years ago. i really really hope it happens.&lt;br /&gt;-- my whole midsection is still in pain from doing 30 situps on wednesday for PE. as in, four days ago. i need some work.&lt;br /&gt;-- speaking of work...i have a spiritual interview for my job at saddleback on wednesday! i applied in august, and i am just about to start working. goodness. so long. but i'm real excited.&lt;br /&gt;-- i am thinking of doing ASB next year. i am aware that this will make me an ASB kid and therefore scorned upon by many people, but i don't care because the people in it are going to be so great next year and it'll make my year so much more memorable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's all i have for you. you're welcome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7185666033959798572-374977198775343278?l=heathdoggy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heathdoggy.blogspot.com/feeds/374977198775343278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7185666033959798572&amp;postID=374977198775343278&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7185666033959798572/posts/default/374977198775343278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7185666033959798572/posts/default/374977198775343278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heathdoggy.blogspot.com/2010/03/dates-that-are-up.html' title='dates that are up'/><author><name>Heather Leith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04277757576455317895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3T2MzS_kdAg/Tr9lOxffPzI/AAAAAAAAECg/dhlD1S6LJIA/s220/heather_085.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/S5NVI6rA2BI/AAAAAAAAD9U/oqscuIFtxW8/s72-c/tumblr_kylj6pWLvi1qzyrwvo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7185666033959798572.post-8552022121597329446</id><published>2010-02-25T23:36:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-25T23:36:43.799-08:00</updated><title type='text'>i like it when people are genuinely kind.</title><content type='html'>i.e. the two complete strangers that complimented my outfit today.&lt;br /&gt;thanks ladiez. you made my day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7185666033959798572-8552022121597329446?l=heathdoggy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heathdoggy.blogspot.com/feeds/8552022121597329446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7185666033959798572&amp;postID=8552022121597329446&amp;isPopup=true' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7185666033959798572/posts/default/8552022121597329446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7185666033959798572/posts/default/8552022121597329446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heathdoggy.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-like-it-when-people-are-genuinely.html' title='i like it when people are genuinely kind.'/><author><name>Heather Leith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04277757576455317895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3T2MzS_kdAg/Tr9lOxffPzI/AAAAAAAAECg/dhlD1S6LJIA/s220/heather_085.jpg'/></author><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7185666033959798572.post-7668698853914659072</id><published>2010-02-24T17:01:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-24T17:24:04.168-08:00</updated><title type='text'>my doodles, decoded.</title><content type='html'>(read the previous post first! or at least just look at the second picture)&lt;br /&gt;since i love taking personality tests, i was really excited when shannon wrote a comment on my last post including a link to a DOODLE DECODER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my giant doodle is a bunch of different shapes combined, so here is what they all mean---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the most prominent design is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;flowers and curves&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;the website's description for this was &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Peace, love and understanding are part of flower power, right? Friendly, sociable people often draw these things. Koren [a handwriting analyst] also notes that they're "motifs used extensively by social workers." Ever thought about being a counselor?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uh, yes i have. i am friendly. i am sociable. YES i love this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the other main theme was &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;geometric shapes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Patterns of bars, squares, cubes and other geometric shapes are the sign of "an organized brain" according to Koren. They also show clear thought processes, good planning skills and efficiency."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have an organized brain. sometimes. which explains why only parts of the drawing are geometric...and the geometric part is very uneven and wobbly. so i can be organized...when i want to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i also have some &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;abstract shapes&lt;/span&gt; and most of the lines are drawn darkly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"If the shape is drawn darkly and firmly, Koren says these kinds of weird abstract shapes can indicate tension, difficulty concentrating or an inconsistent, sentimental personality."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;difficulty concentrating? yes. that is why this drawing exists in the first place.&lt;br /&gt;sentimental personality....i can get sentimental a lot. typically when i am with my friends bonding. i am always aware of the bonding that is taking place and i get all reflective and cheesy inside my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as for the inconsistent part...i guess i can be like this. responsible at school, not always at home. i should work on that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fourthly. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;repetitive shapes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Just like the Energizer Bunny, these people keep going and going and going. Drawing the same shape over and over indicates patience, persistence and the ability to concentrate. After all, how else would you be able to do all this drawing and still understand the English lecture?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is true, doodle decoder. and how did you know that i was in an english lecture, not paying complete attention yet still grasping the information?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gosh. i really really love this stuff.&lt;br /&gt;mosey on over &lt;a href="http://www.channelone.com/life/school/doodle/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; if you would like to decode your doodles as well!&lt;br /&gt;i am now taking a handwriting analysis test. i'll spare you the details.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7185666033959798572-7668698853914659072?l=heathdoggy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heathdoggy.blogspot.com/feeds/7668698853914659072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7185666033959798572&amp;postID=7668698853914659072&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7185666033959798572/posts/default/7668698853914659072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7185666033959798572/posts/default/7668698853914659072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heathdoggy.blogspot.com/2010/02/my-doodles-decoded.html' title='my doodles, decoded.'/><author><name>Heather Leith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04277757576455317895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3T2MzS_kdAg/Tr9lOxffPzI/AAAAAAAAECg/dhlD1S6LJIA/s220/heather_085.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7185666033959798572.post-2426427636413882023</id><published>2010-02-23T17:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T18:00:34.157-08:00</updated><title type='text'>the leith legacy.</title><content type='html'>for english, we are reading huck finn.&lt;br /&gt;so one day i went to the "school book" collection of carson's book shelf to find our old copy (i do not like that word, it reminds me of the writing used in the babysitter's club books)...&lt;br /&gt;and i find this mysterious, plain, black hardcover huck finn.&lt;br /&gt;and i open up the front cover, and what do i find?&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/S4SCHe_MYSI/AAAAAAAAD9M/DRbeWGRyOh4/s1600-h/GetAttachment-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/S4SCHe_MYSI/AAAAAAAAD9M/DRbeWGRyOh4/s400/GetAttachment-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441617314859213090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;LEITH LEGACY LIST!&lt;/span&gt; i was so so excited to find this little piece of history. minus dumb carson, who decided he'd be cool and buy a new book and use that. i considered having him write in his name before i did mine but that just would not be authentic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i quickly added my name with a black, thin-tip sharpie and reveled in the glory of this little gem. all of us, immortalized in our 11th grade handwriting. everyone wrote little analyses in the margins, and here's my analysis on their analyses:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;shannon:&lt;/span&gt; she wrote little bursts of theme and characterization such as "when huck is on the river he is free &amp;amp; himself." very straightforward. she wrote in cute half-cursive and drew shooting stars in the corners.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ryan: &lt;/span&gt;he stated the obvious in very scribbly handwriting. example: "he goes down the river." thanks, ry. i didn't catch that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;jason:&lt;/span&gt; literally wrote two things-- 1. two- or three-word chapter summaries below the chapter titles in the index. 2. a list of "rom vs. real" (romanticism vs. realism) smack in the middle of a chapter. in the middle of the novel. both items are written so tiny and scrawly that i can't read them. he also wrote "S3A" next to the second list...whatever that means. clearly he is not the write-in-books type of guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;moving on.&lt;br /&gt;when i get bored in english (aka errryday) i add to this little doodle in the back of my book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/S4SCGy1HY1I/AAAAAAAAD9E/P0Wju0siiLE/s1600-h/GetAttachment.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/S4SCGy1HY1I/AAAAAAAAD9E/P0Wju0siiLE/s400/GetAttachment.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441617303005782866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;mmm. i love it. (excuse the low-quality picture)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for this novel we also have to make a video about how a theme develops. my group's theme is nature, and we filmed it on sunday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;it involved:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-the creek running through the canyon&lt;br /&gt;-boogie boards&lt;br /&gt;-straw hats&lt;br /&gt;-freezing cold water&lt;br /&gt;-freezing cold wind&lt;br /&gt;-numb hands and feet&lt;br /&gt;-southern accents&lt;br /&gt;-authenticity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;believe me, that baby will be posted as soon as i finish editing it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7185666033959798572-2426427636413882023?l=heathdoggy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heathdoggy.blogspot.com/feeds/2426427636413882023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7185666033959798572&amp;postID=2426427636413882023&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7185666033959798572/posts/default/2426427636413882023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7185666033959798572/posts/default/2426427636413882023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heathdoggy.blogspot.com/2010/02/leith-legacy.html' title='the leith legacy.'/><author><name>Heather Leith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04277757576455317895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3T2MzS_kdAg/Tr9lOxffPzI/AAAAAAAAECg/dhlD1S6LJIA/s220/heather_085.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/S4SCHe_MYSI/AAAAAAAAD9M/DRbeWGRyOh4/s72-c/GetAttachment-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7185666033959798572.post-3797226926750720155</id><published>2010-02-23T17:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T17:18:12.731-08:00</updated><title type='text'>here's me and my beaut of a sister on valentine's day;</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/S4R8sL2lYQI/AAAAAAAAD80/nPavvAjBx18/s1600-h/20975_560352402817_68600057_32789816_2008927_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/S4R8sL2lYQI/AAAAAAAAD80/nPavvAjBx18/s400/20975_560352402817_68600057_32789816_2008927_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441611348308222210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;with our &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;valentine props.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we used props because we don't have &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;actual&lt;/span&gt; valentine props, aka men.&lt;br /&gt;we find it funny that our three brothers all have girlfs...and we are stuck with no lovers.&lt;br /&gt;so on v-day (that term reminds me of V-E Day during world war 2...may 8th 1945!) we went to shan's friends house for a lovefeast with a bunch of 20- and 30-something women. oh, and 2 men.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was just grand,&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/S4R96XXQ2wI/AAAAAAAAD88/YFN24eqF7xw/s1600-h/20975_560352557507_68600057_32789846_397455_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/S4R96XXQ2wI/AAAAAAAAD88/YFN24eqF7xw/s400/20975_560352557507_68600057_32789846_397455_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441612691427875586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;we had a meal of chili, cinnamon rolls, and carrot coins.&lt;br /&gt;don't ask.&lt;br /&gt;well, you could i guess. i wouldn't mind. we're all friends here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7185666033959798572-3797226926750720155?l=heathdoggy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heathdoggy.blogspot.com/feeds/3797226926750720155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7185666033959798572&amp;postID=3797226926750720155&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7185666033959798572/posts/default/3797226926750720155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7185666033959798572/posts/default/3797226926750720155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heathdoggy.blogspot.com/2010/02/heres-me-and-my-beaut-of-sister-on.html' title='here&apos;s me and my beaut of a sister on valentine&apos;s day;'/><author><name>Heather Leith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04277757576455317895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3T2MzS_kdAg/Tr9lOxffPzI/AAAAAAAAECg/dhlD1S6LJIA/s220/heather_085.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/S4R8sL2lYQI/AAAAAAAAD80/nPavvAjBx18/s72-c/20975_560352402817_68600057_32789816_2008927_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7185666033959798572.post-8919326723026631269</id><published>2010-02-22T18:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-22T18:51:51.947-08:00</updated><title type='text'>first order of business;</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/S4NArFG9ELI/AAAAAAAAD8s/wrauX6at7Gs/s1600-h/tumblr_ky6uf1sxOA1qzyrwvo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/S4NArFG9ELI/AAAAAAAAD8s/wrauX6at7Gs/s400/tumblr_ky6uf1sxOA1qzyrwvo1_500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441263883643588786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;this picture is beatiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;second; &lt;/span&gt;that little &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;four-day weekend&lt;/span&gt; i mentioned is long gone, and what a lovely weekend it was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the highlight was definitely &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;biola preview day&lt;/span&gt;. MAN oh man, i absolutely loved the atmosphere and the community there. i went to three classes (pre-production for a film, journalism, and old testament) and loved them all. what i specifically liked was how the professors were teaching their students how to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;incorporate their faith&lt;/span&gt; into their career. i feel like that is a vital thing to learn, and not many schools offer that. i also went to a chapel and a worship night, both of which were tip top.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and! i loved loved the close community there- everyone i met was so welcoming and friendly. plus, i have grown up at biola...i even took tennis lessons there when i was 10 years old (bad memories as far as the tennis goes. it involved puking in a nordstrom's bag...but still). so, for now, i'm thinkin' that biola is where i will be in a year and a half. things may change, of course...but i &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;really&lt;/span&gt; liked it and enjoyed seeing it through the fresh eyes of an &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;actual, prospective student.&lt;/span&gt; it was like a glimpse into my future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;i just want to go there now, please.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7185666033959798572-8919326723026631269?l=heathdoggy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heathdoggy.blogspot.com/feeds/8919326723026631269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7185666033959798572&amp;postID=8919326723026631269&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7185666033959798572/posts/default/8919326723026631269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7185666033959798572/posts/default/8919326723026631269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heathdoggy.blogspot.com/2010/02/first-order-of-business.html' title='first order of business;'/><author><name>Heather Leith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04277757576455317895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3T2MzS_kdAg/Tr9lOxffPzI/AAAAAAAAECg/dhlD1S6LJIA/s220/heather_085.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/S4NArFG9ELI/AAAAAAAAD8s/wrauX6at7Gs/s72-c/tumblr_ky6uf1sxOA1qzyrwvo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7185666033959798572.post-898465320344975093</id><published>2010-02-11T20:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-11T21:07:06.876-08:00</updated><title type='text'>a sneak preview of my thrilling four day weekend ahead;</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;friday&lt;/span&gt; is, thus far, plan-less. any takers?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;saturday:&lt;/span&gt; check it--&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; worship band leader meeting in the morn. love those.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; church at 4:30. i am attempting to bring some people from school, so please pray that their schedules would open up if you will! slash that they'd actually agree to come.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; after that i am going up to pasadena for shan's art show and then spending the night with her! can. not. wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sunday&lt;/span&gt; is sure to be thrilling as i will be heading to biola for spring preview day and staying there over night with emily, natalie, and jessi. i'll have the opportunity to attend classes and chapels and learn more about biola! as if i don't know everything already...but really, this will be a great opportunity to see it through the eyes of an actual, potential student. it is very very very weird that i am at this stage in life. next year is &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;senior year&lt;/span&gt;, people. whaaat? didn't i just start writing on this blog as an 8th grader, eager to get to high school? melissa and i were talking about this the other day. in no time, we will be graduating high school and beginning real life. i, am, nervous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;monday&lt;/span&gt; will be filled with homework and whatever else my little heart desires.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;look at me, posting two days in a row and everything! it's like a breath of fresh air. because i can get everything out of my mind and onto electronic paper. plus, just looking at my blog header makes me feel like i'm getting an actual breath of fresh air. so it's win-win, for everyone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7185666033959798572-898465320344975093?l=heathdoggy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heathdoggy.blogspot.com/feeds/898465320344975093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7185666033959798572&amp;postID=898465320344975093&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7185666033959798572/posts/default/898465320344975093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7185666033959798572/posts/default/898465320344975093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heathdoggy.blogspot.com/2010/02/sneak-preview-of-my-thrilling-four-day.html' title='a sneak preview of my thrilling four day weekend ahead;'/><author><name>Heather Leith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04277757576455317895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3T2MzS_kdAg/Tr9lOxffPzI/AAAAAAAAECg/dhlD1S6LJIA/s220/heather_085.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7185666033959798572.post-7742852306775053028</id><published>2010-02-10T16:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T16:44:58.863-08:00</updated><title type='text'>aaand another one.</title><content type='html'>new blog header, once again. i like this one. and i think we can all come to terms and say that i love helvetica and helvetica neue ultralight a little too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but, true confessions time...i really am not as knowledgeable in the font world as i let on to be. yes, i do know the difference between a serif and a sans-serif, and i definitely have a list of top five hated fonts, but the fact that i can't really think of any pretty ones off the top of my head besides, well, hevetica, shows that i am kind of a faker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;forgive me?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7185666033959798572-7742852306775053028?l=heathdoggy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heathdoggy.blogspot.com/feeds/7742852306775053028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7185666033959798572&amp;postID=7742852306775053028&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7185666033959798572/posts/default/7742852306775053028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7185666033959798572/posts/default/7742852306775053028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heathdoggy.blogspot.com/2010/02/aaand-another-one.html' title='aaand another one.'/><author><name>Heather Leith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04277757576455317895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3T2MzS_kdAg/Tr9lOxffPzI/AAAAAAAAECg/dhlD1S6LJIA/s220/heather_085.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7185666033959798572.post-2441624377673829217</id><published>2010-02-10T15:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T15:50:37.336-08:00</updated><title type='text'>real prepared.</title><content type='html'>something i have recently noticed about myself is that i like to feel prepared.&lt;br /&gt;now, i mean this in a very specific area of life.&lt;br /&gt;i don't really care about being prepared for my fourth period history test (i can make up a bad grade by turning all my homework in on time).&lt;br /&gt;i don't care about keeping an emergency earthquake kit in my garage. (crank-powered FM radio? who really needs that?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i do feel the need to stock up on tips. life lessons. things to know when i'm a fresh college student, then when i'm married and need to do my taxes. i want to be ready.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is why i read real simple magazine. yes, i read it for its beautiful layout and great sentence structure (honestly, their syntax is phenomenal.), but mind you, "real simple" is a magazine for &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;women&lt;/span&gt;. as in, 40 year old working mothers who have a mortgage to pay. it is full of helpful articles and tips, like how to balance your job and your kids, or how to save money when buying a dishwasher, or how to remove wine stains from silk, or which age-defying foundation is the best for your skin type.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i, a sixteen year old girl, do not need to know any of this. but i ingest it all anyways so that when i &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;am&lt;/span&gt; a 34 year old who wears heels every day, needs to know what a credit score is, and wants the most sylish (yet lowest priced) diaper bag, i will be so ready. because i stocked up on tips when i was sixteen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i mean, i'm not obsessive about it. i don't clip out the articles and keep them in files for each decade of my future. but i just enjoying feeling like i'll be really well-prepared for the minor details in life. i'll have a leg up on my competition, if you will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i am also aware that growing up is making mistakes and learning and gaining life experience, et cetera. i know, i know. but being aware of the "10 secrets of an unflappable working mom" (great article, great tips) is just that little something i can pretend i'll remember when i'm in my 30s.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, if you'll excuse me, i literally have the march issue of real simple laying half-open on my couch. the next article up is entitled, "feeling hormonal?" and the subheadline "how these chemicals affect your body and mind in your 20s, 30s, 40s, 50s, and beyond. (and how to keep them in check.)"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that is honestly something i am eager to read. so that when i'm 46 and feeling weird i'll know why.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7185666033959798572-2441624377673829217?l=heathdoggy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heathdoggy.blogspot.com/feeds/2441624377673829217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7185666033959798572&amp;postID=2441624377673829217&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7185666033959798572/posts/default/2441624377673829217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7185666033959798572/posts/default/2441624377673829217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heathdoggy.blogspot.com/2010/02/real-prepared.html' title='real prepared.'/><author><name>Heather Leith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04277757576455317895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3T2MzS_kdAg/Tr9lOxffPzI/AAAAAAAAECg/dhlD1S6LJIA/s220/heather_085.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7185666033959798572.post-3705436237085081902</id><published>2010-02-07T11:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-07T13:36:17.166-08:00</updated><title type='text'>winta fo fo one oh.</title><content type='html'>each school dance i have gone to has surpassed the previous one. winter formal did not disappoint. everything was just lovely! from the date...&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/S28dia_FTWI/AAAAAAAAD7g/A0O-OdzVtp0/s1600-h/DSC04162.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/S28dia_FTWI/AAAAAAAAD7g/A0O-OdzVtp0/s400/DSC04162.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435595752456146274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;to the elevator pictures...&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/S28d2hDl2VI/AAAAAAAAD8A/l8XcDyQdLb4/s1600-h/DSC04169.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/S28d2hDl2VI/AAAAAAAAD8A/l8XcDyQdLb4/s400/DSC04169.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435596097683052882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/S28d2HoRykI/AAAAAAAAD74/xw3yFq0u-DE/s1600-h/DSC04166.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/S28d2HoRykI/AAAAAAAAD74/xw3yFq0u-DE/s400/DSC04166.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435596090857605698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/S28djQA7eqI/AAAAAAAAD7w/9bokifaodCE/s1600-h/DSC04164.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/S28djQA7eqI/AAAAAAAAD7w/9bokifaodCE/s400/DSC04164.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435595766690970274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;to gabby stealing matt from me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/S28di0xSiYI/AAAAAAAAD7o/ciI4NoyX2aY/s1600-h/DSC04163.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/S28di0xSiYI/AAAAAAAAD7o/ciI4NoyX2aY/s400/DSC04163.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435595759377615234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;to me taking really cute pictures...&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/S28diOy7ZiI/AAAAAAAAD7Y/gKBAt1KeJk0/s1600-h/DSC04147.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/S28diOy7ZiI/AAAAAAAAD7Y/gKBAt1KeJk0/s400/DSC04147.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435595749183940130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;to the friends!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/S28dhn-A7SI/AAAAAAAAD7Q/jK8fflzUm3s/s1600-h/DSC04143.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/S28dhn-A7SI/AAAAAAAAD7Q/jK8fflzUm3s/s400/DSC04143.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435595738761456930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/S28cayaeYII/AAAAAAAAD7I/xPsF9PgLIWE/s1600-h/DSC04140.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/S28cayaeYII/AAAAAAAAD7I/xPsF9PgLIWE/s400/DSC04140.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435594521794470018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i even enjoyed the rain that decided to ambush us. it caused problems for our outdoor photo location, but we just switched to a hotel in melinda and all was well. and rain makes for nice pictures.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/S28x_Ftv9SI/AAAAAAAAD8Q/z11R-JgugMA/s1600-h/DSC04129.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/S28x_Ftv9SI/AAAAAAAAD8Q/z11R-JgugMA/s400/DSC04129.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435618235195061538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/S28caOR3-2I/AAAAAAAAD7A/M9zhHHnZ3Iw/s1600-h/DSC04134.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/S28caOR3-2I/AAAAAAAAD7A/M9zhHHnZ3Iw/s400/DSC04134.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435594512094722914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/S28cZqP_yFI/AAAAAAAAD64/Gc20rF5pRyo/s1600-h/DSC04132.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/S28cZqP_yFI/AAAAAAAAD64/Gc20rF5pRyo/s400/DSC04132.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435594502423169106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i call this one: Cheesy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/S28cZDUUrrI/AAAAAAAAD6w/7PDBvbQstTQ/s1600-h/DSC04127.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/S28cZDUUrrI/AAAAAAAAD6w/7PDBvbQstTQ/s400/DSC04127.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435594491972333234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;my outfit worked out quite nicely. as did mah hurrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/S28cYojVrLI/AAAAAAAAD6o/YLgoAF9jNGk/s1600-h/DSC04126.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/S28cYojVrLI/AAAAAAAAD6o/YLgoAF9jNGk/s400/DSC04126.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435594484787555506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i call this one: Cheesy, Part 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/S28brPU7C9I/AAAAAAAAD6g/7tXluwbn0TE/s1600-h/DSC04125.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/S28brPU7C9I/AAAAAAAAD6g/7tXluwbn0TE/s400/DSC04125.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435593704922090450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ryan: feet in the rain. it's what shannon would do. [she ended up not being able to come take pictures, so ryan stepped in, what a nice man.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/S28bqieaFQI/AAAAAAAAD6Y/r2BKWwGUqAc/s1600-h/DSC04122.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/S28bqieaFQI/AAAAAAAAD6Y/r2BKWwGUqAc/s400/DSC04122.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435593692882277634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/S28bqPCrnqI/AAAAAAAAD6Q/pGopi5zNilU/s1600-h/DSC04120.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/S28bqPCrnqI/AAAAAAAAD6Q/pGopi5zNilU/s400/DSC04120.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435593687665712802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/S28bpl078jI/AAAAAAAAD6I/-oShrSbjTqI/s1600-h/DSC04116.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/S28bpl078jI/AAAAAAAAD6I/-oShrSbjTqI/s400/DSC04116.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435593676602208818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/S28bpIUcKOI/AAAAAAAAD6A/x-cJWt6lw5E/s1600-h/DSC04115.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/S28bpIUcKOI/AAAAAAAAD6A/x-cJWt6lw5E/s400/DSC04115.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435593668681279714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/S28a0NQM91I/AAAAAAAAD54/eSbUW7AtWuA/s1600-h/DSC04111.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/S28a0NQM91I/AAAAAAAAD54/eSbUW7AtWuA/s400/DSC04111.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435592759472617298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/S28az2W_jEI/AAAAAAAAD5w/UjgCA2wP7ks/s1600-h/DSC04110.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/S28az2W_jEI/AAAAAAAAD5w/UjgCA2wP7ks/s400/DSC04110.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435592753327082562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/S28azUMMMOI/AAAAAAAAD5o/b-grxGiiQWQ/s1600-h/DSC04109.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/S28azUMMMOI/AAAAAAAAD5o/b-grxGiiQWQ/s400/DSC04109.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435592744154968290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/S28aymeKkjI/AAAAAAAAD5g/tw82T5TB17s/s1600-h/DSC04107.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/S28aymeKkjI/AAAAAAAAD5g/tw82T5TB17s/s400/DSC04107.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435592731882328626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;this was before melissa remembered that she still had her glasses on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/S28ayJv2BuI/AAAAAAAAD5Y/ij5tjV4B9wA/s1600-h/DSC04105.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/S28ayJv2BuI/AAAAAAAAD5Y/ij5tjV4B9wA/s400/DSC04105.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435592724171851490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;after pictures we went to dinner at islands, then got golden spoon, and then the PARTY BUS picked us up. OH MY GOSH it was SO fun. it was basically a pre-dance party, except we were in motion and everyone was falling everywhere while hanging onto these rails on the ceiling. it was the best, thing, ever. someone even stepped on mark's pants and they got a giant rip in them. great times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next stop, yorba linda community center. there were a bunch of different rooms, and first we went to the room that had a live swing band and a big dance floor. matt and i improvised a partner dance, beginning with a bow and a curtsy from across the floor and ending with a cliche dip. very classy, trabuco. a room that was not full of freak dancing teens was very refreshing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there was also a room with dance dance revolution, foosball, etc. rachel and i DDR battled. she won. whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then, there was the main event. the main dancing room was so sweaty that the windows were fogged up. this is where the majority of our time was spent, mainly on the outer edges of the room dancing on the walls. r.pat and i got some really strange looks as we danced our solos. the majority of t.hillz cannot comprehend and type of dancing beyond their favorite style, freaking. so we decided to enlighten them. man, what a workout. LOVE IT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, and when a taylor swift song came on, i had to go stand on the steps by the stage and sing for everyone. i mean, for my group of friends. because they all know t.swift is my fave. but the DJ noticed my performance, and called me up on stage and handed me a microphone. i was so. excited. this was my calling. i proceeded to perform "you belong with me" to the giant crowd, getting mixed reactions. my friends at the front were screaming and holding their hands out for me to touch, a la concert. others were smiling, kind of puzzled, yet enjoying the show. and everyone else was just staring, very very confused. the music video was playing on a screen behind me, and i turned around and sang to lucas till onscreen, stroking his digital face. the crowd loved it. basically it was the best moment of my life. when the song ended, they went wild. and i bowed. and then went back to dancing, making trips to the bathroom every so often to wipe off the sweat literally dripping everywhere. oh, what i life i lead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, after that dance ended we went back to our party bus and had a third dance on the way home. ahh, high school dances. i just love them. next up, tesoro's winter formal at angel stadium with chase parker! i can't wait.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7185666033959798572-3705436237085081902?l=heathdoggy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heathdoggy.blogspot.com/feeds/3705436237085081902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7185666033959798572&amp;postID=3705436237085081902&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7185666033959798572/posts/default/3705436237085081902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7185666033959798572/posts/default/3705436237085081902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heathdoggy.blogspot.com/2010/02/winta-fo-fo-one-oh.html' title='winta fo fo one oh.'/><author><name>Heather Leith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04277757576455317895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3T2MzS_kdAg/Tr9lOxffPzI/AAAAAAAAECg/dhlD1S6LJIA/s220/heather_085.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/S28dia_FTWI/AAAAAAAAD7g/A0O-OdzVtp0/s72-c/DSC04162.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7185666033959798572.post-8372153159975665789</id><published>2010-02-01T18:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-01T18:56:15.125-08:00</updated><title type='text'>AH i'm so excited.</title><content type='html'>my winter formal look is officially complete!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;charlotte russe was the place to find deals galore today. i got earrings and a ring for eight bucks, and then found these GLORIOUS shoes, and they only cost FIFTEEN DOLLARS, people. that is a deal if i've ever seen one. oh and i got 10% off for being a student!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/S2eTHBNu9bI/AAAAAAAAD5Q/EOzFTFb-3bk/s1600-h/GetAttachment-10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/S2eTHBNu9bI/AAAAAAAAD5Q/EOzFTFb-3bk/s400/GetAttachment-10.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433473224240199090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i am wearing this little guy in my hair,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/S2eTGzHfPfI/AAAAAAAAD5I/PLt8C356VRA/s1600-h/GetAttachment-9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/S2eTGzHfPfI/AAAAAAAAD5I/PLt8C356VRA/s400/GetAttachment-9.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433473220455906802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and i have my dress also, but it does not photograph well. so you'll have to wait until next week when i post pictures, which will be taken by the wonderful&lt;a href="shannonleith.com"&gt; shannon leith&lt;/a&gt; once again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh. and we're taking a party bus. sooo classy...nawt.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7185666033959798572-8372153159975665789?l=heathdoggy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heathdoggy.blogspot.com/feeds/8372153159975665789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7185666033959798572&amp;postID=8372153159975665789&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7185666033959798572/posts/default/8372153159975665789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7185666033959798572/posts/default/8372153159975665789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heathdoggy.blogspot.com/2010/02/ah-im-so-excited.html' title='AH i&apos;m so excited.'/><author><name>Heather Leith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04277757576455317895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3T2MzS_kdAg/Tr9lOxffPzI/AAAAAAAAECg/dhlD1S6LJIA/s220/heather_085.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/S2eTHBNu9bI/AAAAAAAAD5Q/EOzFTFb-3bk/s72-c/GetAttachment-10.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7185666033959798572.post-6026987427407900615</id><published>2010-01-28T18:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-28T19:02:06.837-08:00</updated><title type='text'>the aforementioned fun friends and christmas flannel.</title><content type='html'>if you haven't already, go read the post i just wrote.&lt;br /&gt;well, you don't have to i guess, but i mentioned the flannel that i'm wearing. so. whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday after finals, we all went to denny's for lunch, and then while i was waiting for my brother to come get me we had a dance party on/around christi's car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;modeling ensued.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/S2JO83jx5vI/AAAAAAAAD4Y/n0XMit5LXzE/s1600-h/17466_1260422444932_1660808785_641070_4455102_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/S2JO83jx5vI/AAAAAAAAD4Y/n0XMit5LXzE/s400/17466_1260422444932_1660808785_641070_4455102_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431990908175378162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/S2JO9TGBA2I/AAAAAAAAD4g/0Agf6b6I_EY/s1600-h/17466_1260422484933_1660808785_641071_1615445_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/S2JO9TGBA2I/AAAAAAAAD4g/0Agf6b6I_EY/s400/17466_1260422484933_1660808785_641071_1615445_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431990915566732130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/S2JO8ZaM7qI/AAAAAAAAD4Q/isRRgZFjzt0/s1600-h/17466_1260422364930_1660808785_641068_7569388_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/S2JO8ZaM7qI/AAAAAAAAD4Q/isRRgZFjzt0/s400/17466_1260422364930_1660808785_641068_7569388_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431990900082142882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lazy eye?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/S2JO7wNBhTI/AAAAAAAAD4I/BJCGaj7nh2w/s1600-h/17466_1260422284928_1660808785_641066_3116139_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/S2JO7wNBhTI/AAAAAAAAD4I/BJCGaj7nh2w/s400/17466_1260422284928_1660808785_641066_3116139_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431990889021015346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;krazi days in the FHR!&lt;br /&gt;(FHR = Foothill Ranch. a boring suburb)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7185666033959798572-6026987427407900615?l=heathdoggy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heathdoggy.blogspot.com/feeds/6026987427407900615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7185666033959798572&amp;postID=6026987427407900615&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7185666033959798572/posts/default/6026987427407900615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7185666033959798572/posts/default/6026987427407900615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heathdoggy.blogspot.com/2010/01/aforementioned-fun-friends-and.html' title='the aforementioned fun friends and christmas flannel.'/><author><name>Heather Leith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04277757576455317895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3T2MzS_kdAg/Tr9lOxffPzI/AAAAAAAAECg/dhlD1S6LJIA/s220/heather_085.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/S2JO83jx5vI/AAAAAAAAD4Y/n0XMit5LXzE/s72-c/17466_1260422444932_1660808785_641070_4455102_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7185666033959798572.post-3960646865987338144</id><published>2010-01-28T18:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-28T18:57:55.600-08:00</updated><title type='text'>this is what i am;</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/S2JKRGnI8NI/AAAAAAAAD3g/PCrNQ0b3Q0Q/s1600-h/4294809044_f4b9194f71_o.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 393px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/S2JKRGnI8NI/AAAAAAAAD3g/PCrNQ0b3Q0Q/s400/4294809044_f4b9194f71_o.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431985758255247570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;life is very fun right now.&lt;br /&gt;this is what is making me&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; happy&lt;/span&gt; at the moment--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&gt;&gt; attempting to work out on our new elliptical. it's been two days in a row now...haha, progress.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; my workout playlist that makes me feel like i'm kind of healthy.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; avocados. that dang vegetable is just the best.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; the christmas flannel that was supposed to be danielle's. but i stole it.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; God's complexities. i love knowing that i have so much to learn about him and his plan.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; that junior year is halfway over!&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; finals schedule, which means waking up later and getting out earlier.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; oh, what's that? 102.5% on my history final? eehh, whatevz.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; i am nearly finished filming! it has been oh so stressful, yet so much fun. now i can't wait to edit!&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; my friends. they're really fun.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; biola spring preview day in two weeks, which consists of spending the night and going to classes and exciting things like that!&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; this quote that i heard this morning while walking into school: "elementary school was so easy. all you had to do was be a human, and you'd pass."&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; winter formal is next saturday!&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; and this weekend will be filled with playing in HSM with my favorite band, jesse and the rippers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have you ever seen the Babysitter's Club movie? you know when Claudia is trying to learn everything for her summer school class, and the rest of the club makes up a song for her? and then while taking her test, she whispers in her head, "the brain, the brain, the center of the chain," and then she smiles and passes her test? well, that quote is in my head. please let me know if you can relate at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7185666033959798572-3960646865987338144?l=heathdoggy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heathdoggy.blogspot.com/feeds/3960646865987338144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7185666033959798572&amp;postID=3960646865987338144&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7185666033959798572/posts/default/3960646865987338144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7185666033959798572/posts/default/3960646865987338144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heathdoggy.blogspot.com/2010/01/this-is-what-i-am.html' title='this is what i am;'/><author><name>Heather Leith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04277757576455317895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3T2MzS_kdAg/Tr9lOxffPzI/AAAAAAAAECg/dhlD1S6LJIA/s220/heather_085.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/S2JKRGnI8NI/AAAAAAAAD3g/PCrNQ0b3Q0Q/s72-c/4294809044_f4b9194f71_o.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7185666033959798572.post-529201921259787259</id><published>2010-01-09T00:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-09T00:55:11.609-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2009: The Photo Review.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;2009 was very good to me.&lt;br /&gt;i'm glad we were friends.&lt;br /&gt;let's start off with the best picture ever!&lt;br /&gt;(sarcasm)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;i couldn't find anything for&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; January&lt;/span&gt;. so i went through my phone pictures and found this from New Year's last year. i spent it like any classy lady with friends would-- i babysat and taught an innocent child how to take a myspace picture.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/S0g8mOR7JmI/AAAAAAAAD3Y/2axQ6oUy_b4/s1600-h/GetAttachment-8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/S0g8mOR7JmI/AAAAAAAAD3Y/2axQ6oUy_b4/s400/GetAttachment-8.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424652378533733986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;winter formal was in &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;February&lt;/span&gt;. my second school dance. i went with my good friend phillip and had a lovely time. this year's date: matt. i don't want to put his last name in case he googles his name sometime and finds my blog. anyway, i have to think of a way to ask him since he demanded that i do so....inspiration?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/S0g7piw-5yI/AAAAAAAAD3I/omosbnkYC70/s1600-h/IMG_9798.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/S0g7piw-5yI/AAAAAAAAD3I/omosbnkYC70/s400/IMG_9798.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424651336060692258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;March&lt;/span&gt;! comedysportz took our yearbook photo. around this time i was madly scrambling trying to finish the film/comedysportz page for the YB. ahh, the good old days. this year i was supposed to be senior ads editor, but they just decided to go on without me while i spent my 6th period in film. whatevz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/S0g7pO8XFzI/AAAAAAAAD3A/lkNwIF7bodw/s1600-h/CsZzzzzzzz.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/S0g7pO8XFzI/AAAAAAAAD3A/lkNwIF7bodw/s400/CsZzzzzzzz.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424651330739705650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i went on a mission's trip to New Mexico in &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;April&lt;/span&gt;. goodness gracious, it was amazing. i learned so much about God and changed my outlook on life just by painting a lady's house for a week. i also gained a great missions trip story. see &lt;a href="http://heathdoggy.blogspot.com/2009/04/new-mexico-story-1-sleeping.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; for what some consider "the funniest blog of [my] life."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/S0g7WmPHZpI/AAAAAAAAD24/vT1KrZq4Sbk/s1600-h/3276_70169083866_617823866_1675322_7941197_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 297px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/S0g7WmPHZpI/AAAAAAAAD24/vT1KrZq4Sbk/s400/3276_70169083866_617823866_1675322_7941197_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424651010574870162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;May&lt;/span&gt;! what a glorious, glorious month. this one gets three pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i started the month off by getting a surprise party thrown for my and rachel's 16th birthday in a penthouse suite. best, surprise tactics, ever. they got us SO SO good. read about the excitement &lt;a href="http://heathdoggy.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-dream-has-officially-come-true.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/S0g7WGSJ6pI/AAAAAAAAD2w/B2gAZAAnquU/s1600-h/IMG_2411.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/S0g7WGSJ6pI/AAAAAAAAD2w/B2gAZAAnquU/s400/IMG_2411.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424651001997683346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;then came prom! my date was the prom king. how totally and typically high school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/S0g7VhaA7YI/AAAAAAAAD2o/5XWyBAezLRI/s1600-h/DSCF5002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/S0g7VhaA7YI/AAAAAAAAD2o/5XWyBAezLRI/s400/DSCF5002.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424650992098536834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and then! my other dream came true (the first was the surprise party). matt (the aforementioned winter formal date), rachel (the aforementioned surprise party co-honoree), shelley (mother) and i went to a TAYLOR SWIFT concert. amazing. i love that girl with all my heart. she made it rain onstage. i want to be that woman. &lt;a href="http://heathdoggy.blogspot.com/2009/05/you-take-my-hand-and-drag-me-headfirst.html"&gt;here's&lt;/a&gt; me ranting and raving about how phenom it was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/S0g7VOn3ePI/AAAAAAAAD2g/4IEw53QtzQ8/s1600-h/P1030344.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/S0g7VOn3ePI/AAAAAAAAD2g/4IEw53QtzQ8/s400/P1030344.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424650987056363762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;oh, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;June&lt;/span&gt;. the end of sophomore year. goodbye beidxcore and AP euro, forever. hello summer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/S0g7Un9Z8sI/AAAAAAAAD2Y/2eGar4ogQQY/s1600-h/4550_1080217326122_1246977158_30218434_4956623_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 307px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/S0g7Un9Z8sI/AAAAAAAAD2Y/2eGar4ogQQY/s400/4550_1080217326122_1246977158_30218434_4956623_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424650976677720770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(still June) Jesse's surprise birthday bonfire! some great pictures came out of this day. this one is still my favorite. so summery and carefree. and so teen-health-book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/S0g7EYvB_NI/AAAAAAAAD2Q/0K_gU2jJHdE/s1600-h/l_5ed55efc478a448fb70d86a61be6d7ce.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 265px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/S0g7EYvB_NI/AAAAAAAAD2Q/0K_gU2jJHdE/s400/l_5ed55efc478a448fb70d86a61be6d7ce.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424650697712991442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(aaand still June.) the small group mother-daughter tea party! what a whimsical day. i love these ladiez with all of my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/S0g7DyUNE_I/AAAAAAAAD2I/aTewcNg1wuI/s1600-h/0071.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/S0g7DyUNE_I/AAAAAAAAD2I/aTewcNg1wuI/s400/0071.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424650687399924722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;July&lt;/span&gt; was spent in Sri Lanka being transformed by God and playing with the cutest little uniform-clad babies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/S0g7DBdMZrI/AAAAAAAAD2A/MKGNcKspLyY/s1600-h/DSC_0236.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/S0g7DBdMZrI/AAAAAAAAD2A/MKGNcKspLyY/s400/DSC_0236.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424650674284291762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ah, the bestie. mel mel. and some of our favorite afternoon children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/S0g7C88envI/AAAAAAAAD14/a20pdk2voz8/s1600-h/DSC_0408.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/S0g7C88envI/AAAAAAAAD14/a20pdk2voz8/s400/DSC_0408.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424650673073331954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;oh, and July also brought elephant riding through the jungle. no big.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/S0g7B-ffmBI/AAAAAAAAD1w/HlKmYqKm4V4/s1600-h/DSC_0446.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/S0g7B-ffmBI/AAAAAAAAD1w/HlKmYqKm4V4/s400/DSC_0446.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424650656308762642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the Blondies + a Brownie went to Lake Las Vegas for a little mini-vacation in &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;August&lt;/span&gt;. we saw a weird and creepy Criss Angel show and tried on hats at the Biggest Giftshop Ever or whatever that obnoxious place is called.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/S0g6lcx0Y1I/AAAAAAAAD1o/SgicHJLnBZQ/s1600-h/IMG_1368.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/S0g6lcx0Y1I/AAAAAAAAD1o/SgicHJLnBZQ/s400/IMG_1368.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424650166222480210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;August also included going to Camp Ojai, which entailed more life change and learning to surf!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/S0g6kxlS--I/AAAAAAAAD1g/RD3vFrl_5eQ/s1600-h/053.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/S0g6kxlS--I/AAAAAAAAD1g/RD3vFrl_5eQ/s400/053.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424650154627234786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;aand then&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; September&lt;/span&gt; rolled around. junior year began, and the film class went on a field trip to warner brothers studios! we got to sit on the Friends couch, SO COOL. (this is approximately one third of my class)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/S0g6kVJjEyI/AAAAAAAAD1Y/Sv6n6bscsrA/s1600-h/6824_102102313139857_100000202660613_60977_775385_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/S0g6kVJjEyI/AAAAAAAAD1Y/Sv6n6bscsrA/s400/6824_102102313139857_100000202660613_60977_775385_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424650146994656034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;we also got to see the ACTUAL flying car from HP! best moment of my life. we weren't supposed to touch it but guess what...we did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/S0g6kCU_h6I/AAAAAAAAD1Q/z9hbir9Y6tM/s1600-h/l_48d5711f61364d8dbc9e4575827d8ac9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 265px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/S0g6kCU_h6I/AAAAAAAAD1Q/z9hbir9Y6tM/s400/l_48d5711f61364d8dbc9e4575827d8ac9.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424650141942384546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;rachael and i met selena gomez in october at her CD signing in south coast plaza. this involved waiting for 7 hours and then meeting that tiny little sel. we both had hand-made t-shirts that she loved and showed her mom. a very nice girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/S0g6j_CajUI/AAAAAAAAD1I/WbGNLVZBgbQ/s1600-h/8135_1117433905516_1517046703_30325437_5365835_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/S0g6j_CajUI/AAAAAAAAD1I/WbGNLVZBgbQ/s400/8135_1117433905516_1517046703_30325437_5365835_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424650141059157314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;November&lt;/span&gt; was the month of homecoming. i planned the evening and went with cory! it was so much fun and we got the best pictures, ever, from &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/shannonleith.com"&gt;shannon.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/S0g6TSlTp7I/AAAAAAAAD1A/THsgSJhyYKU/s1600-h/0047.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 263px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/S0g6TSlTp7I/AAAAAAAAD1A/THsgSJhyYKU/s400/0047.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424649854248003506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;comedysportz also put on the homecoming halftime show skit. it was wizard of oz themed, hence our costumes. i was glenda the good witch! notice my handmade saran-wrap-hula-hoop bubble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/S0g6S9nvj5I/AAAAAAAAD04/AAB1fucn2dQ/s1600-h/Picture+8.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 265px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/S0g6S9nvj5I/AAAAAAAAD04/AAB1fucn2dQ/s400/Picture+8.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424649848621076370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;December&lt;/span&gt;! also a great month. photoshoots with the friendzies most def happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/S0g6SbDJ0rI/AAAAAAAAD0w/10e2muVV7hE/s1600-h/13956_1156176674061_1517046703_30405455_28296_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/S0g6SbDJ0rI/AAAAAAAAD0w/10e2muVV7hE/s400/13956_1156176674061_1517046703_30405455_28296_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424649839340802738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;danielle, rachael and i (along with 8 others) chose to direct for film. here's our cliche director shot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/S0g6SCP70cI/AAAAAAAAD0o/nkvENGyhHgI/s1600-h/13956_1156176994069_1517046703_30405463_1723627_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 326px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/S0g6SCP70cI/AAAAAAAAD0o/nkvENGyhHgI/s400/13956_1156176994069_1517046703_30405463_1723627_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424649832683524546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and, Christmas brought my grandparents here for a few weeks (love them.) and the traditional sibling secret santa. ryan had me and gave me a beeeautiful red peacoat. i had shannon and gave her some pretty clothes from nordstrom rack. what a success.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/S0g6R98liII/AAAAAAAAD0g/6aBkb2hr5Og/s1600-h/20168_556510621777_68604187_32659729_2497541_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/S0g6R98liII/AAAAAAAAD0g/6aBkb2hr5Og/s400/20168_556510621777_68604187_32659729_2497541_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424649831528630402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i rang in the new year with some friends at a party where we played pokemon video games and scattergories and played with jessica's rabbit, noah. it was simply lovely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now here we are in 2010! thanks, oh nine. we had so much fun.&lt;br /&gt;i can't think of a way to end this without saying something cliche,&lt;br /&gt;so,&lt;br /&gt;bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7185666033959798572-529201921259787259?l=heathdoggy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heathdoggy.blogspot.com/feeds/529201921259787259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7185666033959798572&amp;postID=529201921259787259&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7185666033959798572/posts/default/529201921259787259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7185666033959798572/posts/default/529201921259787259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heathdoggy.blogspot.com/2010/01/2009-photo-review.html' title='2009: The Photo Review.'/><author><name>Heather Leith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04277757576455317895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3T2MzS_kdAg/Tr9lOxffPzI/AAAAAAAAECg/dhlD1S6LJIA/s220/heather_085.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/S0g8mOR7JmI/AAAAAAAAD3Y/2axQ6oUy_b4/s72-c/GetAttachment-8.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7185666033959798572.post-2450052703925951000</id><published>2010-01-08T23:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-09T00:09:58.955-08:00</updated><title type='text'>hi,</title><content type='html'>i can explain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's called, i am directing a movie for my film class. i have not told you all much about this, so unless you actually know me well you don't know what i'm really talking about. anyway. i'm directing this short film, and i learned on monday that my lead actress has to drop out of the class next semester. her mother is making her. and so, i have to shoot my &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;entire&lt;/span&gt; movie in three weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;three. weeks.&lt;br /&gt;everyone else is shooting in three months.&lt;br /&gt;and until wednesday, i had never operated a big camera with a tripod, a boom mic, and white balance to worry about. 60 fps meant nothing to me, and if you asked me what the iris was i'd tell you it was a part of your eye. but there i was on wednesday, thrust into this foreign environment.&lt;br /&gt;...somehow, i survived. of course, sautty was there to help me out. he was there to operate the steadycam for me and control and entire classful of extras. i am still alive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;basically what i am saying is that monday and tuesday were spent getting hyper-organized (endless to-do lists, a color coded shooting schedule, a list of props and costumes....), and wednesday through today were spent shooting like mad and carting 7 fur coats and a russian-english translator around in my car. it has been fun, stressful, confusing, wonderful, exciting, and new. i am enjoying it, and i'm excited to see where this new little interest in my life will take me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well that was just to calm your troubled minds and make yet another excuse to you poor people who are yearning for my musings. don't worry. after i click "publish post," an 09 photo review is comin' atcha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7185666033959798572-2450052703925951000?l=heathdoggy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heathdoggy.blogspot.com/feeds/2450052703925951000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7185666033959798572&amp;postID=2450052703925951000&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7185666033959798572/posts/default/2450052703925951000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7185666033959798572/posts/default/2450052703925951000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heathdoggy.blogspot.com/2010/01/hi.html' title='hi,'/><author><name>Heather Leith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04277757576455317895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3T2MzS_kdAg/Tr9lOxffPzI/AAAAAAAAECg/dhlD1S6LJIA/s220/heather_085.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7185666033959798572.post-4675616339545824629</id><published>2010-01-03T22:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T22:37:49.546-08:00</updated><title type='text'>don't fret,</title><content type='html'>for tomorrow, or soon, there will be a glorious post containing the year in review, picture style. the photos are all ready in a little folder. prepare yourselves!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7185666033959798572-4675616339545824629?l=heathdoggy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heathdoggy.blogspot.com/feeds/4675616339545824629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7185666033959798572&amp;postID=4675616339545824629&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7185666033959798572/posts/default/4675616339545824629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7185666033959798572/posts/default/4675616339545824629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heathdoggy.blogspot.com/2010/01/dont-fret.html' title='don&apos;t fret,'/><author><name>Heather Leith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04277757576455317895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3T2MzS_kdAg/Tr9lOxffPzI/AAAAAAAAECg/dhlD1S6LJIA/s220/heather_085.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7185666033959798572.post-5293361728357640619</id><published>2009-12-28T22:37:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-29T13:12:35.172-08:00</updated><title type='text'>yes, yes, and yes.</title><content type='html'>Today was filled with lovely things,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;such as coffee in the morning with father leith,&lt;br /&gt;and then Avatar in the evening with the very same man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, Avatar. THE coolest movie i have ever seen, ever. it was so so good. i am not the biggest fan of the word epic....but epic it was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i loved the effects that did not seem like effects at all; rather, the real world;&lt;br /&gt;i loved the cool creatures;&lt;br /&gt;i loved how i felt strongly for the characters;&lt;br /&gt;i loved how the world glowed at night;&lt;br /&gt;i loved how it made me hate the humans and love the aliens;&lt;br /&gt;i loved the how much i hated that soldier that kept saying "get some!";&lt;br /&gt;and i loved that my dad loved it too and quoted it to my brothers when they got home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you haven't seen it, go. right now. i was skeptical at first, my thoughts were, "avatar? like that cartoon network show? ew." but i don't think they are related at all. so don't fret. go go go! and watch it become your favorite movie of all time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7185666033959798572-5293361728357640619?l=heathdoggy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heathdoggy.blogspot.com/feeds/5293361728357640619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7185666033959798572&amp;postID=5293361728357640619&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7185666033959798572/posts/default/5293361728357640619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7185666033959798572/posts/default/5293361728357640619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heathdoggy.blogspot.com/2009/12/yes-yes-and-yes.html' title='yes, yes, and yes.'/><author><name>Heather Leith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04277757576455317895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3T2MzS_kdAg/Tr9lOxffPzI/AAAAAAAAECg/dhlD1S6LJIA/s220/heather_085.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7185666033959798572.post-8725872869384279113</id><published>2009-12-28T16:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-28T16:50:16.626-08:00</updated><title type='text'>alright. i'm sorry.</title><content type='html'>i just went back and re-read all of my old posts from december of last year, just to remind myself what my december of oh eight was like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i realized that i miss blogging. i miss being scattered and weird on this little heathdoggy.blogspot.com and posting pictures and telling you all things that i fancy and analyzing my day. i miss it terribly. it was a part of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, i am here to tell you that i am resuming. it has been what, two months? three? so we have a lot to catch up on. but i believe in myself. here's to new beginnings. or something cliche like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this feels good. i like this. blogging, i like you. and i'm sorry that i abandoned you for so long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so it begins.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7185666033959798572-8725872869384279113?l=heathdoggy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heathdoggy.blogspot.com/feeds/8725872869384279113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7185666033959798572&amp;postID=8725872869384279113&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7185666033959798572/posts/default/8725872869384279113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7185666033959798572/posts/default/8725872869384279113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heathdoggy.blogspot.com/2009/12/alright-im-sorry.html' title='alright. i&apos;m sorry.'/><author><name>Heather Leith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04277757576455317895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3T2MzS_kdAg/Tr9lOxffPzI/AAAAAAAAECg/dhlD1S6LJIA/s220/heather_085.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7185666033959798572.post-5492762428043256091</id><published>2009-11-08T15:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T16:07:39.159-08:00</updated><title type='text'>homeoming 2009!</title><content type='html'>this year i planned evening, so it was fun to see it all play out nicely.&lt;br /&gt;this was by far the most fun dance thus far in my 5-dance repertoire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;the people, the food, the pictures (taken by &lt;a href="shannonleith.com"&gt;shannon&lt;/a&gt;!), the dance itself...it was such a blast. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/Svda0ZbHU0I/AAAAAAAAD0Y/ypMB7nxgZJ8/s1600-h/c99fd265100c7637980321dc06f81765.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 288px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/Svda0ZbHU0I/AAAAAAAAD0Y/ypMB7nxgZJ8/s400/c99fd265100c7637980321dc06f81765.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401886134278509378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/Svda0C1nrqI/AAAAAAAAD0Q/U9UIlGJ25OQ/s1600-h/595958bcbde0b614dd01cc15cfb0947c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 288px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/Svda0C1nrqI/AAAAAAAAD0Q/U9UIlGJ25OQ/s400/595958bcbde0b614dd01cc15cfb0947c.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401886128215666338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;notice the corsage he made for me,&lt;br /&gt;and the boutonniere i made for him with a picture of myself circa 1997 and part of my dress as the border.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/Svda0AbgtDI/AAAAAAAAD0I/AE-DX-fh1UE/s1600-h/03157b492d9d1bbcbede6b44fc2ed763.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 253px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/Svda0AbgtDI/AAAAAAAAD0I/AE-DX-fh1UE/s400/03157b492d9d1bbcbede6b44fc2ed763.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401886127569286194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my dress itself was a steal- it was a floor-length dress from target, but my mother, seamstress extraordinaire, cut and re-sewed it for me. what a gem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/Svdaz8TicmI/AAAAAAAAD0A/EsEweoOyK2s/s1600-h/2596dbdc47f7b06e9630e11ac3c29667.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 288px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/Svdaz8TicmI/AAAAAAAAD0A/EsEweoOyK2s/s400/2596dbdc47f7b06e9630e11ac3c29667.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401886126462104162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/Svdazg9uYKI/AAAAAAAADz4/sDxXlZxG5ow/s1600-h/7fe5410c93665d31115da683911bac7c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 375px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/Svdazg9uYKI/AAAAAAAADz4/sDxXlZxG5ow/s400/7fe5410c93665d31115da683911bac7c.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401886119122854050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;there more pictures to come, believe me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after pictures we went to my house and ate dinner catered from rubio's, then played catch phrase and watched my third grade end of the year video which featured 4 of us. we laughed at how weird we all were--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;melissa with her orphan haircut,&lt;br /&gt;danya with her britney spears shirt,&lt;br /&gt;joanna with her big forehead,&lt;br /&gt;and me with my overalls and bandanna.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we all headed to the dance, and i had the privilege of riding in a VW bus to trabuco. so cool.&lt;br /&gt;and then, at the dance, i discovered these little red velvet cake cubes and ate about 11. they were so good.&lt;br /&gt;aaand then i danced my little heart out and got more exercise than i have in the past 6 months. which is pathetic. i'll put up more pictures soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7185666033959798572-5492762428043256091?l=heathdoggy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heathdoggy.blogspot.com/feeds/5492762428043256091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7185666033959798572&amp;postID=5492762428043256091&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7185666033959798572/posts/default/5492762428043256091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7185666033959798572/posts/default/5492762428043256091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heathdoggy.blogspot.com/2009/11/homeoming-2009.html' title='homeoming 2009!'/><author><name>Heather Leith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04277757576455317895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3T2MzS_kdAg/Tr9lOxffPzI/AAAAAAAAECg/dhlD1S6LJIA/s220/heather_085.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/Svda0ZbHU0I/AAAAAAAAD0Y/ypMB7nxgZJ8/s72-c/c99fd265100c7637980321dc06f81765.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7185666033959798572.post-7487322589759124449</id><published>2009-10-24T01:16:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-31T15:16:59.490-07:00</updated><title type='text'>remember that one time i blogged?</title><content type='html'>yeah, me neither.&lt;br /&gt;i guess after three years i am a little tired&lt;br /&gt;but, i have decided to make a considerable effort to keep this little blog going.&lt;br /&gt;so, let's begin with my favorite music video i have made thus far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;party in the usa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it took eight hours.&lt;br /&gt;well, not really, because we took a few breaks to eat and plan homecoming (which is next week!)&lt;br /&gt;but nonetheless, it was a big production. complete with editing till 1 AM.&lt;br /&gt;and we are all very proud.&lt;br /&gt;random people have been coming up to me and saying, "your video? THE BEST THING EVER."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, enjoy! and sorry i left you waiting for so long. i am speaking to the three people that have been bugging me to blog (mother, grandmother, and megan.) so here you go!&lt;br /&gt;(i recommend clicking on the video and watching it on youtube, so that the edge isn't cut off. or just make it big-screen by clicking the little box thing at the bottom.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/y_4b1W0d7Io&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/y_4b1W0d7Io&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7185666033959798572-7487322589759124449?l=heathdoggy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heathdoggy.blogspot.com/feeds/7487322589759124449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7185666033959798572&amp;postID=7487322589759124449&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7185666033959798572/posts/default/7487322589759124449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7185666033959798572/posts/default/7487322589759124449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heathdoggy.blogspot.com/2009/10/remember-that-one-time-i-blogged.html' title='remember that one time i blogged?'/><author><name>Heather Leith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04277757576455317895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3T2MzS_kdAg/Tr9lOxffPzI/AAAAAAAAECg/dhlD1S6LJIA/s220/heather_085.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7185666033959798572.post-8291428619761178603</id><published>2009-10-01T16:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T16:39:55.598-07:00</updated><title type='text'>you know you are in california when...</title><content type='html'>it's october 1st, and it's blazing hot.&lt;br /&gt;when shorts and a t-shirt are absolutely necessary, and wearing jeans makes you suffer from heat stroke.&lt;br /&gt;when you can't get enough water because the air is so dry.&lt;br /&gt;when it turns 70 degrees for 2 days and the population celebrates, busting out pants and sweatshirts.&lt;br /&gt;when every human on facebook posts statuses on how it rained for three minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's times like these i am jealous of utah-ians.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7185666033959798572-8291428619761178603?l=heathdoggy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heathdoggy.blogspot.com/feeds/8291428619761178603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7185666033959798572&amp;postID=8291428619761178603&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7185666033959798572/posts/default/8291428619761178603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7185666033959798572/posts/default/8291428619761178603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heathdoggy.blogspot.com/2009/10/you-know-you-are-in-california-when.html' title='you know you are in california when...'/><author><name>Heather Leith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04277757576455317895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3T2MzS_kdAg/Tr9lOxffPzI/AAAAAAAAECg/dhlD1S6LJIA/s220/heather_085.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7185666033959798572.post-1742916049597942958</id><published>2009-09-10T17:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T18:05:19.478-07:00</updated><title type='text'>if school was a facebook status, i would click "like."</title><content type='html'>so here's the breakdown-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school is nice. i enjoyed my first day.&lt;br /&gt;it went like this-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;melissa and her mother picked me up in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;pictures were taken by our moms. as always.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i think this one could be called,&lt;br /&gt;"the most unflattering angle ever."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/SqmhCkZnT_I/AAAAAAAADzc/UhAg3Oy-kTo/s1600-h/9121_1124698158115_1246977158_30338423_4587828_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/SqmhCkZnT_I/AAAAAAAADzc/UhAg3Oy-kTo/s400/9121_1124698158115_1246977158_30338423_4587828_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380008295373688818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/SqmhDNZjtQI/AAAAAAAADzk/KjWfSk8N1gk/s1600-h/9919_1051635030159_1804286347_117629_5926693_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/SqmhDNZjtQI/AAAAAAAADzk/KjWfSk8N1gk/s400/9919_1051635030159_1804286347_117629_5926693_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380008306379306242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/SqmhDh_N90I/AAAAAAAADzs/EtYfM--enGU/s1600-h/9919_1051636070185_1804286347_117633_4372153_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/SqmhDh_N90I/AAAAAAAADzs/EtYfM--enGU/s400/9919_1051636070185_1804286347_117633_4372153_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380008311905974082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;when i got my schedule at school, i saw that they did not add in my independent study yearbook class like i asked them to at registration. meaning, i did not have a first period. cool. so i went to guidance and asked them if they could fix it, and they just sassed me and told me to find something to do until second period. because they were too busy to change it. um....&lt;br /&gt;whatever. i sat in the back of drama 1 while sautner talked.&lt;br /&gt;soo after that i went on with my classes,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first chemistry honors with gaines.&lt;br /&gt;that was fun i guess, i like her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then english honors with stewart,&lt;br /&gt;that was quite enjoyable, she is really nice and it's a good class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then snack.&lt;br /&gt;and then history!! oh history. my love.&lt;br /&gt;i went from crazy intense AP euro, where the first day was like doing notes and the homework was memorizing 70 artists and paintings,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to regular US history, where mrs. thompson does hilarious stand up comedy the whole class and we had share time and said our name and an interesting fact about ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our homework is to decorate the front of our "learning log" with pictures or things we like.&lt;br /&gt;praise,&lt;br /&gt;the,&lt;br /&gt;Lord.&lt;br /&gt;the class is a joke. a reeeeally good joke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next! math analysis. with suarez. the best math teacher, ever. except that was the period i was supposed to have independent study yearbook (which is basically i sleep and do homework and do senior ads), so i will have to switch out. but i am loving it while it lasts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and in that class this girl comes and kneels by my desk randomly, and says "hi, i don't know anyone in this class." hahahh it was very bold of her! we talked for the remaining 30 minutes of class. taylor. very nice girl. i like her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so after going off campus! for lunch, i went back to film, so lovely, i'm excited for it. it will be where a lot of my stress will come from but it will be great nonetheless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so there you have it! junior year looks promising. for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND, my good day became WONDERFUL when i got home and saw a package on the stairs for me. it was from little otsu. it was my planner. &lt;a href="http://shop.littleotsu.com/collections/planners/products/come-along-weekly-planner-by-lart-c-berliner"&gt;my glorious planner.&lt;/a&gt; i almost died from happiness when i opened it. i am so excited to go write things in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, life is good. no, life is great.&lt;br /&gt;optimism at its finest.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7185666033959798572-1742916049597942958?l=heathdoggy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heathdoggy.blogspot.com/feeds/1742916049597942958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7185666033959798572&amp;postID=1742916049597942958&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7185666033959798572/posts/default/1742916049597942958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7185666033959798572/posts/default/1742916049597942958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heathdoggy.blogspot.com/2009/09/if-school-was-facebook-status-i-would.html' title='if school was a facebook status, i would click &quot;like.&quot;'/><author><name>Heather Leith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04277757576455317895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3T2MzS_kdAg/Tr9lOxffPzI/AAAAAAAAECg/dhlD1S6LJIA/s220/heather_085.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/SqmhCkZnT_I/AAAAAAAADzc/UhAg3Oy-kTo/s72-c/9121_1124698158115_1246977158_30338423_4587828_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7185666033959798572.post-9010405966358174761</id><published>2009-09-06T23:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-06T23:58:39.535-07:00</updated><title type='text'>gosh I love this song.</title><content type='html'>Tear down the walls see the world&lt;br /&gt;Is there something we have missed&lt;br /&gt;Turn from ourselves&lt;br /&gt;Look beyond&lt;br /&gt;There is so much more than this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I don’t need to see it to believe it&lt;br /&gt;I don’t need to see it to believe it&lt;br /&gt;Cause I can’t shake this&lt;br /&gt;Fire deep inside my heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look to the skies hope arise&lt;br /&gt;See His majesty revealed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;More than this life there is love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;There is hope and this is real&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; I don’t need to see it to believe it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don’t need to see it to believe it&lt;br /&gt;Cause I can’t shake this fire burning&lt;br /&gt;Deep inside my heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;This life is Yours&lt;/span&gt; and hope is rising&lt;br /&gt;As Your glory floods our hearts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Let love tear down these walls&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That all creation would&lt;br /&gt;Come back to You&lt;br /&gt;It’s all for You&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your Name is glorious&lt;br /&gt;Glorious&lt;br /&gt;Your love is changing us&lt;br /&gt;Calling us&lt;br /&gt;To worship in spirit and in truth&lt;br /&gt;As all creation returns to You&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh for all the sons and daughters&lt;br /&gt;Who are walking in the darkness&lt;br /&gt;You are calling us to lead them back to You&lt;br /&gt;We will see Your spirit rising&lt;br /&gt;As the lost come out of hiding&lt;br /&gt;Every heart will see this hope we have in You&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause I don’t need to see it to believe it&lt;br /&gt;I don’t need to see it to believe it&lt;br /&gt;Cause I can’t shake this fire burning&lt;br /&gt;Deep inside my heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This life is Yours and hope is rising&lt;br /&gt;As Your glory floods our hearts&lt;br /&gt;Let love tear down these walls&lt;br /&gt;That all creation would&lt;br /&gt;Come back to You&lt;br /&gt;It’s all for You&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Your Name is glorious&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Glorious&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Your love is changing us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Calling us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To worship in spirit and in truth&lt;br /&gt;As all creation returns to You.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks Hillsong.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7185666033959798572-9010405966358174761?l=heathdoggy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heathdoggy.blogspot.com/feeds/9010405966358174761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7185666033959798572&amp;postID=9010405966358174761&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7185666033959798572/posts/default/9010405966358174761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7185666033959798572/posts/default/9010405966358174761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heathdoggy.blogspot.com/2009/09/gosh-i-love-this-song.html' title='gosh I love this song.'/><author><name>Heather Leith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04277757576455317895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3T2MzS_kdAg/Tr9lOxffPzI/AAAAAAAAECg/dhlD1S6LJIA/s220/heather_085.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7185666033959798572.post-3540965331663740385</id><published>2009-09-03T15:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T16:00:18.766-07:00</updated><title type='text'>there's a first time for everything.</title><content type='html'>last night my sister and i ordered bathing suits online from J.Crew!&lt;br /&gt;this is something very new for us.&lt;br /&gt;we both needed new bathing suits, and decided to wait until summer was over to get some...?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first we went to the mall to go to macy's swim store...but we drove all the way there to find that it closed down.&lt;br /&gt;whatever, we just went to BJ's and enjoyed ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;but then shan suggested that we get some from J.Crew online. it was so fun!&lt;br /&gt;this is what i got-&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/SqBKU9WvDkI/AAAAAAAADzM/zTvUmgSvZzo/s1600-h/Picture+2.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 381px; height: 260px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/SqBKU9WvDkI/AAAAAAAADzM/zTvUmgSvZzo/s400/Picture+2.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377379679008132674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/SqBKVKWPtRI/AAAAAAAADzU/bhemLfWPfFk/s1600-h/Picture+1.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 382px; height: 310px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/SqBKVKWPtRI/AAAAAAAADzU/bhemLfWPfFk/s400/Picture+1.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377379682495739154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so exciting!&lt;br /&gt;online shopping, i like you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7185666033959798572-3540965331663740385?l=heathdoggy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heathdoggy.blogspot.com/feeds/3540965331663740385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7185666033959798572&amp;postID=3540965331663740385&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7185666033959798572/posts/default/3540965331663740385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7185666033959798572/posts/default/3540965331663740385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heathdoggy.blogspot.com/2009/09/theres-first-time-for-everything.html' title='there&apos;s a first time for everything.'/><author><name>Heather Leith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04277757576455317895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3T2MzS_kdAg/Tr9lOxffPzI/AAAAAAAAECg/dhlD1S6LJIA/s220/heather_085.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/SqBKU9WvDkI/AAAAAAAADzM/zTvUmgSvZzo/s72-c/Picture+2.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7185666033959798572.post-4045896674592010041</id><published>2009-09-03T15:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T15:41:35.314-07:00</updated><title type='text'>thoughts.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/SqBCtwlUT9I/AAAAAAAADzE/oha_vjaWXhs/s1600-h/tumblr_kp8f6alyhV1qzyrwvo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 399px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/SqBCtwlUT9I/AAAAAAAADzE/oha_vjaWXhs/s400/tumblr_kp8f6alyhV1qzyrwvo1_500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377371308983341010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is so true.&lt;br /&gt;we [i] get so caught up in our own friend groups,&lt;br /&gt;and forget that there are people all around us,&lt;br /&gt;at school, church, work, etc,&lt;br /&gt;that have absolutely no one to talk to.&lt;br /&gt;this has been on my mind a lot recently as the new school year starts up.&lt;br /&gt;i don't want to have the same year as last year,&lt;br /&gt;where i stayed comfortable all year in my own friend circle&lt;br /&gt;and didn't really reach out to people who don't have friends&lt;br /&gt;or don't know Christ.&lt;br /&gt;God calls us to tell others about Him,&lt;br /&gt;to have deeper conversations,&lt;br /&gt;to love those who no one else will.&lt;br /&gt;this year, i want to be someone who is friendly, kind, inviting, non-judgmental.&lt;br /&gt;i want to be someone who is bold, who takes risks for God.&lt;br /&gt;someone who decides to love those who i hoped God wouldn't ask me to reach out to.&lt;br /&gt;someone who doesn't just exist, keeping my faith inside.&lt;br /&gt;i want to make a difference.&lt;br /&gt;i want to accept whatever God challenges me with to the best of my human ability,&lt;br /&gt;and just truly live life how He tells me to, in all aspects.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i want to pour out God's love, because He loved me first.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i want to live my life as a sacrifice, a giant "thank you" to God for loving me so much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's this part of going back to school that i'm excited for.&lt;br /&gt;i refuse to live the same comfortable school life that i lived last year.&lt;br /&gt;it's just been on my mind lately.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7185666033959798572-4045896674592010041?l=heathdoggy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heathdoggy.blogspot.com/feeds/4045896674592010041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7185666033959798572&amp;postID=4045896674592010041&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7185666033959798572/posts/default/4045896674592010041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7185666033959798572/posts/default/4045896674592010041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heathdoggy.blogspot.com/2009/09/thoughts.html' title='thoughts.'/><author><name>Heather Leith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04277757576455317895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3T2MzS_kdAg/Tr9lOxffPzI/AAAAAAAAECg/dhlD1S6LJIA/s220/heather_085.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/SqBCtwlUT9I/AAAAAAAADzE/oha_vjaWXhs/s72-c/tumblr_kp8f6alyhV1qzyrwvo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7185666033959798572.post-4138391980744956904</id><published>2009-08-30T19:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T20:04:04.584-07:00</updated><title type='text'>letters.</title><content type='html'>// &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;dear screenplay,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have made a little progress on you. literally, a little. like a page. and i'm still lost as to what to put in between that and the ending. can you make yourself a little easier to write? thanks.&lt;br /&gt;not love,&lt;br /&gt;your slave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;// &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;dear long dresses, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wish i could pull you off. like in a casual setting. but i simply cannot. which is not fun, because i found a really cute one of you at target. maybe i should take a risk and buy you? just please be long enough for my long legs.&lt;br /&gt;from,&lt;br /&gt;your fan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;// &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;dearest ernest hemingway,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why did you write "a farewell to arms"? it really isn't a good book. war novels are no fun to read, don't you know that?&lt;br /&gt;sincerely, the poor girl that has to read your book for honors english.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;// &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;dear farmville,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no one on facebook appreciates you flooding their news feed. please cease to exist, you are a dumb game.&lt;br /&gt;without any love,&lt;br /&gt;a girl who just wants to read her friend's status updates and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;// &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;dear, dear heat wave,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;really now? over 100 degrees? where do you think you are, palm springs? this is orange county. go away. no one wants you here. you are going to make my disneyland visit miserable. if you'd be so kind as to back off tomorrow, i'd love it. thanks.&lt;br /&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;HEATher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;// &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;dear new black tank top,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i like you.&lt;br /&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;your #1 fan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;// &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;dear new skirt,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i like you more.&lt;br /&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;your #1 fan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;// &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;dear disney's "send it on,"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;i am ashamed to like you, yet i cannot help jamming to your environmentally friendly tune. thank you for existing.&lt;br /&gt;- your secret lover&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;// &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;dear school,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you can stay away longer if you want...&lt;br /&gt;sincerely,&lt;br /&gt;one of your captives.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7185666033959798572-4138391980744956904?l=heathdoggy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heathdoggy.blogspot.com/feeds/4138391980744956904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7185666033959798572&amp;postID=4138391980744956904&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7185666033959798572/posts/default/4138391980744956904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7185666033959798572/posts/default/4138391980744956904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heathdoggy.blogspot.com/2009/08/letters.html' title='letters.'/><author><name>Heather Leith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04277757576455317895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3T2MzS_kdAg/Tr9lOxffPzI/AAAAAAAAECg/dhlD1S6LJIA/s220/heather_085.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7185666033959798572.post-236521124393584952</id><published>2009-08-24T22:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T22:21:25.445-07:00</updated><title type='text'>an update on roxanne.</title><content type='html'>warning: her story does not have a happy ending.&lt;br /&gt;melissa and i could not find the receipt for PetSmart, so we decided to set her free in the RSM wilderness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.....&lt;br /&gt;we are aware that we basically killed her.&lt;br /&gt;but we figured, hey, if we returned her to PetSmart, they would feed her to the snakes anyway. so we thought we'd give her an exciting life and let her explore the wild and learn to be a nature mouse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we filmed her release. i'll try to get that for you. it's a gem of a video.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, i guess i should say RIP roxanne. because chances are high that she was eaten or died due to her lack of food-gathering knowledge. poor thing. but that's the circle of life!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7185666033959798572-236521124393584952?l=heathdoggy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heathdoggy.blogspot.com/feeds/236521124393584952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7185666033959798572&amp;postID=236521124393584952&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7185666033959798572/posts/default/236521124393584952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7185666033959798572/posts/default/236521124393584952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heathdoggy.blogspot.com/2009/08/update-on-roxanne.html' title='an update on roxanne.'/><author><name>Heather Leith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04277757576455317895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3T2MzS_kdAg/Tr9lOxffPzI/AAAAAAAAECg/dhlD1S6LJIA/s220/heather_085.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7185666033959798572.post-7612815150685504810</id><published>2009-08-24T22:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T22:17:21.471-07:00</updated><title type='text'>this is difficult.</title><content type='html'>i am writing a screenplay right now for a film class i'm taking...&lt;br /&gt;goodness gracious.&lt;br /&gt;it's so hard.&lt;br /&gt;i would like to hereby commend people who can write fiction.&lt;br /&gt;i am not good at imagining a story and thinking of different plot lines and characters and conflicts.&lt;br /&gt;i have a general concept, and know how i want my movie to end, but beyond that...i have no idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i started writing today, and only got through less than half of a page when i got stuck and couldn't think of where to go next. please wish me luck. lots and lots of it. and for some brilliant inspiration to pop into my little head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;@#$@$%$^%$&amp;amp;^**^%*%^#%&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7185666033959798572-7612815150685504810?l=heathdoggy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3T2MzS_kdAg/Tr9lOxffPzI/AAAAAAAAECg/dhlD1S6LJIA/s220/heather_085.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7185666033959798572.post-6089388134327567013</id><published>2009-08-20T22:08:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-20T22:15:15.300-07:00</updated><title type='text'>a tale of one mouse.</title><content type='html'>so today melissa and i bought a mouse,&lt;br /&gt;and her name is roxanne.&lt;br /&gt;she is white with black spots.&lt;br /&gt;she was $6.99 at petsmart.&lt;br /&gt;we bought her and her berry yogurt bites on whim.&lt;br /&gt;so we came home and, after reading up on mouse care&lt;br /&gt;on wikipedia, put her in a large plastic bin,&lt;br /&gt;complete with water, 5 cheerios, a cup to burrow in,&lt;br /&gt;and some newspaper and paper towel to shred up&lt;br /&gt;for her entertainment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/////&lt;br /&gt;the website also said that females should be bought in trios,&lt;br /&gt;or else they'll die from lonliness.&lt;br /&gt;literally.&lt;br /&gt;oops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she's boring and leaps away when we try to pick her up.&lt;br /&gt;so, seeing as she has a 14 day return policy,&lt;br /&gt;we're probably going to return her so we don't kill her.&lt;br /&gt;our plan was to give her to someone.&lt;br /&gt;we chose larson.&lt;br /&gt;but now that we think about it,&lt;br /&gt;what would he do with her?&lt;br /&gt;she would lead a much happier life back in her little cage&lt;br /&gt;at petsmart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so long, roxanne. it's been fun.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7185666033959798572-6089388134327567013?l=heathdoggy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heathdoggy.blogspot.com/feeds/6089388134327567013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7185666033959798572&amp;postID=6089388134327567013&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7185666033959798572/posts/default/6089388134327567013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7185666033959798572/posts/default/6089388134327567013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heathdoggy.blogspot.com/2009/08/tale-of-one-mouse.html' title='a tale of one mouse.'/><author><name>Heather Leith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04277757576455317895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3T2MzS_kdAg/Tr9lOxffPzI/AAAAAAAAECg/dhlD1S6LJIA/s220/heather_085.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7185666033959798572.post-404097314938035663</id><published>2009-08-17T23:54:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T23:55:43.692-07:00</updated><title type='text'>cabin 4 CD.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;here we are, in all our glory on date night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tessa heather jill steph noelle bre lauren ashley katie rachel!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/SopQO3dCocI/AAAAAAAADy8/9AzgbHE7nsc/s1600-h/6375_118477764249_842614249_2213931_8003776_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/SopQO3dCocI/AAAAAAAADy8/9AzgbHE7nsc/s400/6375_118477764249_842614249_2213931_8003776_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371193721926885826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7185666033959798572-404097314938035663?l=heathdoggy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heathdoggy.blogspot.com/feeds/404097314938035663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7185666033959798572&amp;postID=404097314938035663&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7185666033959798572/posts/default/404097314938035663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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number 701</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;that's so weird to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; here are some ojai pictures!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; my cabin was not a fan of picture taking, so i only have a few.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we were fans, however, of gettin' serious for the rec games.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/SomVrXIX03I/AAAAAAAADys/Pz7m1vlsKjQ/s1600-h/050.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/SomVrXIX03I/AAAAAAAADys/Pz7m1vlsKjQ/s400/050.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370988602792072050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;surf lessons!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/SomVrIiRBwI/AAAAAAAADyk/zOB7S8OGh4I/s1600-h/053.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/SomVrIiRBwI/AAAAAAAADyk/zOB7S8OGh4I/s400/053.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370988598874146562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;date night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/SomVjhFROPI/AAAAAAAADyc/RYdRWMKmH7M/s1600-h/6569_1207994646468_1426741758_30589664_23026_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/SomVjhFROPI/AAAAAAAADyc/RYdRWMKmH7M/s400/6569_1207994646468_1426741758_30589664_23026_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370988468024457458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here is my date, cory tomlinson.&lt;br /&gt;please take note of the organic bark-leaf-rubber-band-corsage he made me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/SomVjdvDhEI/AAAAAAAADyU/EUgrodd0ggI/s1600-h/3823106959_7497bd96f9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/SomVjdvDhEI/AAAAAAAADyU/EUgrodd0ggI/s400/3823106959_7497bd96f9.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370988467125978178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one of my favorite people- alyssaaaaaaa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/SomVisasxvI/AAAAAAAADyM/57BJ63DunGM/s1600-h/3823911272_ae9a8ef9e6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/SomVisasxvI/AAAAAAAADyM/57BJ63DunGM/s400/3823911272_ae9a8ef9e6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370988453887264498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;maddie and i being lucy and mr. tumnus.&lt;br /&gt;brilliant, we know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/SomVh9ULLGI/AAAAAAAADx8/6ejyxTYRZ1Q/s1600-h/6569_1207998486564_1426741758_30589677_1821492_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/SomVh9ULLGI/AAAAAAAADx8/6ejyxTYRZ1Q/s400/6569_1207998486564_1426741758_30589677_1821492_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370988441243429986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the talent show!&lt;br /&gt;please embrace my costume and my minnie mouse backpack i have had since i was 4,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/SomViQvbUiI/AAAAAAAADyE/KKfQyOh9Rmk/s1600-h/6216_242089260647_813035647_8357217_8030477_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/SomViQvbUiI/AAAAAAAADyE/KKfQyOh9Rmk/s400/6216_242089260647_813035647_8357217_8030477_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370988446458008098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aaand there you have it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7185666033959798572-3518406833481867342?l=heathdoggy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heathdoggy.blogspot.com/feeds/3518406833481867342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7185666033959798572&amp;postID=3518406833481867342&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7185666033959798572/posts/default/3518406833481867342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7185666033959798572/posts/default/3518406833481867342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heathdoggy.blogspot.com/2009/08/post-number-701.html' title='post number 701'/><author><name>Heather Leith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04277757576455317895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3T2MzS_kdAg/Tr9lOxffPzI/AAAAAAAAECg/dhlD1S6LJIA/s220/heather_085.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/SomVrXIX03I/AAAAAAAADys/Pz7m1vlsKjQ/s72-c/050.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7185666033959798572.post-671793003697134454</id><published>2009-08-14T16:58:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-14T17:15:29.012-07:00</updated><title type='text'>it started at the bench and it ended at the tree....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i just returned from a week at the lovely camp ojai with saddleback!&lt;br /&gt;it was absolutely phenomenal.&lt;br /&gt;by far, best camp experience ever.&lt;br /&gt;and guess what time it is now?&lt;br /&gt;list time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;my favorite things about camp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;here we go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;1. the girls in my cabin (4 CD, holla back)! stephanie was our leader, and then there was me, r. styff, lauren, katie, jill, ashley, bre, noelle, and tessa. judgements that i had had of some people before completely went away when we all got to know each other. we had so much fun talking until 3 AM and not participating in cabin cleanups and laughing and going ziplining and having looong cabin time. we all became really good friends, which is just wonderful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. the speaker. goodness gracious. &lt;a href="http://www.joskriebock.com"&gt;josh riebock.&lt;/a&gt; he looks like tarzan, jesus, jason mraz, and many other people. each of his talks radically changed every single person at camp. he is an engaging, hilarious, and powerful speaker. the things he told us will change the way i live out my faith for the rest of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. the staff. this was one thing i loved about ojai as opposed to hume- the camp is smaller, so all of the staff actually build relationships with you. they are all so so great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. the rec games. nuff said. they were genius.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. beach day! we all went down to ventura state beach for the day. some of us from my cabin cleverly brought our sleeping bags with the knowledge that the nighttime was freezing. and how wise we were. i was super tired, so i basically slept on the beach in my sleeping bag for the whole free time...no regrets. after that we had dinner and then worship/talk from josh. it was lovely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. i learned to surf. i stood up like 3 times. and fell all three times. but now i know what to do!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. date night/camp's got talent/dance party. i commend you, ojai. this final night of camp was comprised of a bark/leaf/rubber band corsage, the best 80's costume i have ever compiled, failing around as a backup dancer for the hoedown throwdown, getting sentimental while watching the camp video, and dancing until 2 AM, which included watching the speaker take alyssa's and my dance move and utilize it for 10 minutes. success.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;this is a short little list but i think you get the picture that ojai was phenom to the max. i will provide pictures for you all when i receive them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what would you like for dinner? a hot pocket or, a hot pocket?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7185666033959798572-671793003697134454?l=heathdoggy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3T2MzS_kdAg/Tr9lOxffPzI/AAAAAAAAECg/dhlD1S6LJIA/s220/heather_085.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7185666033959798572.post-1343530988108430843</id><published>2009-08-14T16:57:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-14T16:57:59.225-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i got my license in the mail.</title><content type='html'>it ain't cute.&lt;br /&gt;but whose is?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7185666033959798572-1343530988108430843?l=heathdoggy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heathdoggy.blogspot.com/feeds/1343530988108430843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7185666033959798572&amp;postID=1343530988108430843&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7185666033959798572/posts/default/1343530988108430843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7185666033959798572/posts/default/1343530988108430843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heathdoggy.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-got-my-license-in-mail.html' title='i got my license in the mail.'/><author><name>Heather Leith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04277757576455317895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3T2MzS_kdAg/Tr9lOxffPzI/AAAAAAAAECg/dhlD1S6LJIA/s220/heather_085.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7185666033959798572.post-7222185550706981812</id><published>2009-08-02T15:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T15:10:00.301-07:00</updated><title type='text'>oh what?!</title><content type='html'>so i just learned that my family is departing for lake las vegas in an hour?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aaand we're going to a criss angel show?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's alright with me i guess...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see you on wednesday!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7185666033959798572-7222185550706981812?l=heathdoggy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heathdoggy.blogspot.com/feeds/7222185550706981812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7185666033959798572&amp;postID=7222185550706981812&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7185666033959798572/posts/default/7222185550706981812'/><link rel='self' 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this&lt;/a&gt;, but hey, a lot of things strike my fancy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/SnU4H0oITzI/AAAAAAAADx0/1LRohMSLB08/s1600-h/f2OmQc1cjql57clpIsFdOsxyo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 133px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/SnU4H0oITzI/AAAAAAAADx0/1LRohMSLB08/s400/f2OmQc1cjql57clpIsFdOsxyo1_500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365256238119014194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;my list of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;10 &lt;/span&gt;(more)&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; things that make me terribly happy:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;1. long hair&lt;br /&gt;2. finding a song you can play on repeat and not get tired of&lt;br /&gt;3. coloring with colored pencils&lt;br /&gt;4. when people pleasantly surprise you&lt;br /&gt;5. french music&lt;br /&gt;6. singing in the car by myself&lt;br /&gt;7. avocados&lt;br /&gt;8. seeing dads be cute with their kids&lt;br /&gt;9. white nail polish&lt;br /&gt;10. conquering awkward moments&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7185666033959798572-377053487016811897?l=heathdoggy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heathdoggy.blogspot.com/feeds/377053487016811897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7185666033959798572&amp;postID=377053487016811897&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7185666033959798572/posts/default/377053487016811897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7185666033959798572/posts/default/377053487016811897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heathdoggy.blogspot.com/2009/08/heres-to-happiness-part-2.html' title='here&apos;s to happiness, part 2.'/><author><name>Heather Leith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04277757576455317895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3T2MzS_kdAg/Tr9lOxffPzI/AAAAAAAAECg/dhlD1S6LJIA/s220/heather_085.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/SnU4H0oITzI/AAAAAAAADx0/1LRohMSLB08/s72-c/f2OmQc1cjql57clpIsFdOsxyo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7185666033959798572.post-5925094284292076106</id><published>2009-08-01T23:38:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-01T23:45:02.213-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i am 4 posts away from post #700.</title><content type='html'>goodness, have i really been rambling on this thing for that long?&lt;br /&gt;well i would just like to share with the 5 of you that still read my blog that having a license is absolutely wonderful.&lt;br /&gt;i have only driven alone twice...but those 2 times were pure bliss. and just &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;knowing&lt;/span&gt; that i can drive myself anywhere i want is so great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the first time i drove by myself was the 1 mile to melissa's house. i got in my mom's car and started driving out of my neighborhood, and i'm not gonna lie...i thought i was really cool. melissa was sitting on her doorstep when i pulled up, and she screamed and we sat in the driveway for a while talking about how great it was that i was a free woman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i drove a whole 5 minutes to RSM town hall for a surprise birthday party. and then i drove home. i felt like i was doing something wrong the whole time....like i was not allowed to be on the roads. BUT I WAS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then today i drove myself to and from church. gosh this is great. my life begins now, complete with jangly keys.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7185666033959798572-5925094284292076106?l=heathdoggy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heathdoggy.blogspot.com/feeds/5925094284292076106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7185666033959798572&amp;postID=5925094284292076106&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7185666033959798572/posts/default/5925094284292076106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7185666033959798572/posts/default/5925094284292076106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heathdoggy.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-am-4-posts-away-from-post-700.html' title='i am 4 posts away from post #700.'/><author><name>Heather Leith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04277757576455317895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3T2MzS_kdAg/Tr9lOxffPzI/AAAAAAAAECg/dhlD1S6LJIA/s220/heather_085.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7185666033959798572.post-5866705430035501517</id><published>2009-07-30T11:27:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T11:27:46.140-07:00</updated><title type='text'>guess who got their license?</title><content type='html'>me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7185666033959798572-5866705430035501517?l=heathdoggy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3T2MzS_kdAg/Tr9lOxffPzI/AAAAAAAAECg/dhlD1S6LJIA/s220/heather_085.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7185666033959798572.post-4234596553873375784</id><published>2009-07-27T23:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T23:32:39.420-07:00</updated><title type='text'>one thing that makes me terribly happy</title><content type='html'>is wearing my hair in one braid.&lt;br /&gt;i think it is just so fun.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7185666033959798572-4234596553873375784?l=heathdoggy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heathdoggy.blogspot.com/feeds/4234596553873375784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3T2MzS_kdAg/Tr9lOxffPzI/AAAAAAAAECg/dhlD1S6LJIA/s220/heather_085.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7185666033959798572.post-7505613770446639842</id><published>2009-07-23T14:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T14:46:44.558-07:00</updated><title type='text'>have i ever mentioned that i really like my family?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/SmjaLaHzPjI/AAAAAAAADxo/ukUrlMcihY0/s1600-h/Picture+1.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/SmjaLaHzPjI/AAAAAAAADxo/ukUrlMcihY0/s400/Picture+1.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361775245910031922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/SmjaLLhb8ZI/AAAAAAAADxg/4HwvorGiit8/s1600-h/Picture+1_2.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/SmjaLLhb8ZI/AAAAAAAADxg/4HwvorGiit8/s400/Picture+1_2.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361775241991025042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7185666033959798572-7505613770446639842?l=heathdoggy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heathdoggy.blogspot.com/feeds/7505613770446639842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7185666033959798572&amp;postID=7505613770446639842&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7185666033959798572.post-1240804877921132117</id><published>2009-07-23T14:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T14:45:45.931-07:00</updated><title type='text'>a quote i enjoy</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"share the gospel at all times.&lt;br /&gt;if necessary, use words."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;-the irresistible revolution, shane claiborne&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7185666033959798572-1240804877921132117?l=heathdoggy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heathdoggy.blogspot.com/feeds/1240804877921132117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7185666033959798572&amp;postID=1240804877921132117&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7185666033959798572/posts/default/1240804877921132117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7185666033959798572/posts/default/1240804877921132117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heathdoggy.blogspot.com/2009/07/quote-i-enjoy.html' title='a quote i enjoy'/><author><name>Heather Leith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04277757576455317895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3T2MzS_kdAg/Tr9lOxffPzI/AAAAAAAAECg/dhlD1S6LJIA/s220/heather_085.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7185666033959798572.post-8357442188875313654</id><published>2009-07-23T14:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T14:26:02.935-07:00</updated><title type='text'>why hello there.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/SmjUCd8foyI/AAAAAAAADxY/9WuEOkqZojo/s1600-h/DSC_0569.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/SmjUCd8foyI/AAAAAAAADxY/9WuEOkqZojo/s400/DSC_0569.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361768495247762210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i have not posted a good post in a long time.&lt;br /&gt;not saying this will be one...&lt;br /&gt;but i am going to ramble and rant, which i haven't done in forevs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have a new blog header. i was getting bored with the glow polaroid. the little catchphrase on it has no significance, really...other than i like it. i think that's significant enough. i also think i am a little too into the font Helvetica Neue UltraLight. i am currently listening to You and I by Ingrid Michaelson on repeat...it's getting me in such a lovely mood. it's making me forget about my nasty nast sunburn on the whole front of my body. i literally gasped when i saw it to it's fullest extent. it's reeally bad...oooops. so much for those 2 cute dresses i just bought yesterday...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/SmjUB95wA2I/AAAAAAAADxQ/uAdg7j6k6Ag/s1600-h/IMG_5459.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/SmjUB95wA2I/AAAAAAAADxQ/uAdg7j6k6Ag/s400/IMG_5459.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361768486646317922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;speaking of which, yesterday was a LONG day. i went to the beach in the morning/afternoon with pierce, jessie, jordan, and this boy trent who i had never met before. that's where my sunburn came from. then we went to BJ's and got a free pizookie (it was my birthday?). and theeeen i went to jessie's for a little and we talked about boizz. then mama leith picked me up and we went to kohl's and target. i really, really hate kohl's. it has no purpose in this world. none at all. after that i laid on the couch and read Ladie's Home Journal (i will read any magazine, whether it's for new mothers or middle aged women or 10 year old girls or successful CEO's. this is why i feel i am destined to work for a magazine). after that i think i read harry potter for a little while (i saw the movie in singapore...be jealous. well, maybe not that jealous, seeing as there were malaysian subtitles.) and then i fell asleep for about 5 hours. the jet lag is killing me. the day before yesterday i woke up at 6 PM. not normal. i would have kept sleeping, except jason woke me up to inform me that him and my mom were eating pasta salad if i wanted to join in. i did. after that i think i ended up going to bed at like 12. i feel like it was 2 days, not 1. i really hope my jet lag goes away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today i had my final behind the wheel! it went well, except we had to pull over halfway through and the instructor gave me a motivational talk about my lack of focus. after that, though, he said i was wonderful. i take my test in less than a week...ahh! so begins my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/SmjUB1eXJ0I/AAAAAAAADxI/x_d9wt68ES4/s1600-h/IMG_5441.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/SmjUB1eXJ0I/AAAAAAAADxI/x_d9wt68ES4/s400/IMG_5441.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361768484383958850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am currently on a mission to find the perfect cut-off jean shorts. if anyone has tips, let me know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am somewhat excited/somewhat dreading my junior year. it will be fun i guess to be an upperclassman and go off campus legally and be in film and stuff...but on the other hand i will have honors/AP classes and saddleback classes and comedy sportz and church band and a job. which equals no time. woo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe i should have made this 2 posts...or maybe 5. i had a lot on my mind. and this is my blog and i do what a want. but i tried to sprinkle in some random sri lanka pics to keep you entertained.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7185666033959798572-8357442188875313654?l=heathdoggy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heathdoggy.blogspot.com/feeds/8357442188875313654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7185666033959798572&amp;postID=8357442188875313654&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7185666033959798572/posts/default/8357442188875313654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7185666033959798572/posts/default/8357442188875313654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heathdoggy.blogspot.com/2009/07/why-hello-there.html' title='why hello there.'/><author><name>Heather Leith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04277757576455317895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3T2MzS_kdAg/Tr9lOxffPzI/AAAAAAAAECg/dhlD1S6LJIA/s220/heather_085.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/SmjUCd8foyI/AAAAAAAADxY/9WuEOkqZojo/s72-c/DSC_0569.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7185666033959798572.post-537633525382516116</id><published>2009-07-21T23:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T23:19:32.219-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm back!</title><content type='html'>sri lanka was absolutely amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't even know how to begin summarizing the trip.&lt;br /&gt;i learned, taught, played, loved, danced, talked, listened,  ministered, and prayed,&lt;br /&gt;and i came back a new person.&lt;br /&gt;visit to &lt;a href="http://srilanka09.blogspot.com"&gt;our blog&lt;/a&gt; if you're interested in reading more and seeing lots of pictures!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7185666033959798572-537633525382516116?l=heathdoggy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heathdoggy.blogspot.com/feeds/537633525382516116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7185666033959798572&amp;postID=537633525382516116&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7185666033959798572/posts/default/537633525382516116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7185666033959798572/posts/default/537633525382516116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heathdoggy.blogspot.com/2009/07/im-back.html' title='i&apos;m back!'/><author><name>Heather Leith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04277757576455317895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3T2MzS_kdAg/Tr9lOxffPzI/AAAAAAAAECg/dhlD1S6LJIA/s220/heather_085.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7185666033959798572.post-2218185985880471038</id><published>2009-06-21T01:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T01:06:55.589-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ahh it's finally here!</title><content type='html'>i leave for sri lanka on monday.&lt;br /&gt;that is so crazy&lt;br /&gt;and so exciting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will be blogging away at srilanka09.blogspot.com.&lt;br /&gt;read and comment!&lt;br /&gt;thank you so much to anyone who contributed in any way...even for just reading this. i appreciate you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't know how often i will blog on here for the next month.&lt;br /&gt;it will most likely all be on our trip blog.&lt;br /&gt;so check that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7185666033959798572-2218185985880471038?l=heathdoggy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heathdoggy.blogspot.com/feeds/2218185985880471038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7185666033959798572&amp;postID=2218185985880471038&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7185666033959798572/posts/default/2218185985880471038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7185666033959798572/posts/default/2218185985880471038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heathdoggy.blogspot.com/2009/06/ahh-its-finally-here.html' title='ahh it&apos;s finally here!'/><author><name>Heather Leith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04277757576455317895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3T2MzS_kdAg/Tr9lOxffPzI/AAAAAAAAECg/dhlD1S6LJIA/s220/heather_085.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7185666033959798572.post-7387173546023084796</id><published>2009-06-19T13:12:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T13:13:56.840-07:00</updated><title type='text'>boom boom pow</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;so this one time...my dad was in the airport and saw the black eyed peas. all of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and he snapped this pic and sent it to me.&lt;br /&gt;no big deal, right?&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/SjvxXeu3fRI/AAAAAAAADwI/yYygPLA3N_Y/s1600-h/GetAttachment.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 219px; height: 293px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/SjvxXeu3fRI/AAAAAAAADwI/yYygPLA3N_Y/s400/GetAttachment.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349134368121519378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7185666033959798572-7387173546023084796?l=heathdoggy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heathdoggy.blogspot.com/feeds/7387173546023084796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/SjvxXeu3fRI/AAAAAAAADwI/yYygPLA3N_Y/s72-c/GetAttachment.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7185666033959798572.post-8175593219910831931</id><published>2009-06-16T18:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T18:19:19.678-07:00</updated><title type='text'>bonfire!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;jesse turned seventeen -- so we all went to the beach!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/SjhBONZJRqI/AAAAAAAADvw/XlT1g8i3EdU/s1600-h/l_5ed55efc478a448fb70d86a61be6d7ce.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 265px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/SjhBONZJRqI/AAAAAAAADvw/XlT1g8i3EdU/s400/l_5ed55efc478a448fb70d86a61be6d7ce.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348096269871564450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/SjhBOZheezI/AAAAAAAADv4/EcMEoIFtK3c/s1600-h/l_1e2f12b193854a4387dbd6bbeca3646d.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 265px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/SjhBOZheezI/AAAAAAAADv4/EcMEoIFtK3c/s400/l_1e2f12b193854a4387dbd6bbeca3646d.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348096273127734066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/SjhBOjWqgmI/AAAAAAAADwA/MrlmVYcSN5Q/s1600-h/l_2ea3dcef3fcb4491b6749fe70338f245.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 265px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/SjhBOjWqgmI/AAAAAAAADwA/MrlmVYcSN5Q/s400/l_2ea3dcef3fcb4491b6749fe70338f245.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348096275766739554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/SjhBN3eUwqI/AAAAAAAADvo/niV__I6Uadc/s1600-h/l_26e76e6585424e6ea2dc6594aa44b27b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 265px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/SjhBN3eUwqI/AAAAAAAADvo/niV__I6Uadc/s400/l_26e76e6585424e6ea2dc6594aa44b27b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348096263987708578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/SjhBNtVQd9I/AAAAAAAADvg/O_dphplF9w0/s1600-h/l_7f1ee152cfaa4ad98645ca89f4669bc3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 265px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/SjhBNtVQd9I/AAAAAAAADvg/O_dphplF9w0/s400/l_7f1ee152cfaa4ad98645ca89f4669bc3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348096261265323986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who actually takes these pictures? VV&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/SjhBD7uRMzI/AAAAAAAADvY/6T7TgJYlBk4/s1600-h/l_146f2dcf829c435daa2588864ae1f043.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 265px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/SjhBD7uRMzI/AAAAAAAADvY/6T7TgJYlBk4/s400/l_146f2dcf829c435daa2588864ae1f043.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348096093329634098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/SjhBDtwM2dI/AAAAAAAADvQ/VTJmlwYIXeU/s1600-h/l_afd51dfe06414363bb06652671b47e10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 265px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/SjhBDtwM2dI/AAAAAAAADvQ/VTJmlwYIXeU/s400/l_afd51dfe06414363bb06652671b47e10.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348096089579641298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cute!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/SjhBDWi8d3I/AAAAAAAADvI/F9XDyBOk5yA/s1600-h/l_451cee9bcc4d4f1198ea57760570ab32.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 265px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/SjhBDWi8d3I/AAAAAAAADvI/F9XDyBOk5yA/s400/l_451cee9bcc4d4f1198ea57760570ab32.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348096083350026098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one of my best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/SjhBDKz-rNI/AAAAAAAADvA/Qer9jl2QLDg/s1600-h/l_c8ecb9ae22eb474b9f8ea0978b43408f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 265px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/SjhBDKz-rNI/AAAAAAAADvA/Qer9jl2QLDg/s400/l_c8ecb9ae22eb474b9f8ea0978b43408f.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348096080200248530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/SjhBC0rptjI/AAAAAAAADu4/5E_Yhkic8d4/s1600-h/l_dd59e8ce65f1407abe82ee0ef974bc86.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 265px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/SjhBC0rptjI/AAAAAAAADu4/5E_Yhkic8d4/s400/l_dd59e8ce65f1407abe82ee0ef974bc86.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348096074259740210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/SjhAzKOxDuI/AAAAAAAADuw/Cg6Kx40bq1k/s1600-h/l_3f0c5aada20145cb8c2fab48ccd1fbf7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 265px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/SjhAzKOxDuI/AAAAAAAADuw/Cg6Kx40bq1k/s400/l_3f0c5aada20145cb8c2fab48ccd1fbf7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348095805166259938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/SjhAyybCYlI/AAAAAAAADuo/uHuztcVYyT0/s1600-h/l_187e9a8b12a7420e9c64efcd5f636324.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 265px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/SjhAyybCYlI/AAAAAAAADuo/uHuztcVYyT0/s400/l_187e9a8b12a7420e9c64efcd5f636324.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348095798775276114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/SjhAyS6gFYI/AAAAAAAADuQ/fh1SnDgHMEU/s1600-h/l_400bfa4d8a504c6b8893eacf3331eded.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 265px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/SjhAyS6gFYI/AAAAAAAADuQ/fh1SnDgHMEU/s400/l_400bfa4d8a504c6b8893eacf3331eded.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348095790317311362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/SjhAyo2LonI/AAAAAAAADuY/hWlm-xZcPnU/s1600-h/l_dffe9115c9774b9c9921af8bb9795ec8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 265px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/SjhAyo2LonI/AAAAAAAADuY/hWlm-xZcPnU/s400/l_dffe9115c9774b9c9921af8bb9795ec8.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348095796204774002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7185666033959798572-8175593219910831931?l=heathdoggy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heathdoggy.blogspot.com/feeds/8175593219910831931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7185666033959798572&amp;postID=8175593219910831931&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7185666033959798572/posts/default/8175593219910831931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7185666033959798572/posts/default/8175593219910831931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heathdoggy.blogspot.com/2009/06/bonfire.html' title='bonfire!'/><author><name>Heather Leith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04277757576455317895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3T2MzS_kdAg/Tr9lOxffPzI/AAAAAAAAECg/dhlD1S6LJIA/s220/heather_085.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/SjhBONZJRqI/AAAAAAAADvw/XlT1g8i3EdU/s72-c/l_5ed55efc478a448fb70d86a61be6d7ce.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7185666033959798572.post-2551353973137459594</id><published>2009-06-07T13:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T13:43:51.110-07:00</updated><title type='text'>prom oh nine !</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;prepare yourself for a lot of pictures.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/SiwjazxjNkI/AAAAAAAADuI/iW2ZnpQSjZo/s1600-h/DSCF5002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/SiwjazxjNkI/AAAAAAAADuI/iW2ZnpQSjZo/s400/DSCF5002.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344685801263543874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;the date:&lt;/span&gt; frank howley.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/SiwjakPB8CI/AAAAAAAADuA/zyuAN1p6uZw/s1600-h/DSCF5003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/SiwjakPB8CI/AAAAAAAADuA/zyuAN1p6uZw/s400/DSCF5003.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344685797092225058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;he's prom king, whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/SiwjRKQZaDI/AAAAAAAADt4/Mpxfh-FD_Tc/s1600-h/DSCF5006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/SiwjRKQZaDI/AAAAAAAADt4/Mpxfh-FD_Tc/s400/DSCF5006.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344685635499812914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/SiwjQ9fxJUI/AAAAAAAADtw/goOHdT-BH58/s1600-h/DSCF5009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/SiwjQ9fxJUI/AAAAAAAADtw/goOHdT-BH58/s400/DSCF5009.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344685632074622274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the massive group&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/SiwjQq9vhOI/AAAAAAAADto/xMHmbRIK6ow/s1600-h/DSCF5015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/SiwjQq9vhOI/AAAAAAAADto/xMHmbRIK6ow/s400/DSCF5015.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344685627100071138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the best friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/SiwjQetSmnI/AAAAAAAADtg/S6ecUaf1mkU/s1600-h/DSCF5017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/SiwjQetSmnI/AAAAAAAADtg/S6ecUaf1mkU/s400/DSCF5017.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344685623809841778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we thought this pose represented our relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/SiwjP3DsWEI/AAAAAAAADtY/uG6ucPyiTjQ/s1600-h/DSCF5019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/SiwjP3DsWEI/AAAAAAAADtY/uG6ucPyiTjQ/s400/DSCF5019.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344685613166385218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;embaby and vcast!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/SiwiimPBLPI/AAAAAAAADtI/sfetlnpQ4lE/s1600-h/DSCF5023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/SiwiimPBLPI/AAAAAAAADtI/sfetlnpQ4lE/s400/DSCF5023.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344684835556371698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/Siwiicui4UI/AAAAAAAADtA/nItBkvDo-BI/s1600-h/DSCF5026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/Siwiicui4UI/AAAAAAAADtA/nItBkvDo-BI/s400/DSCF5026.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344684833004249410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/SiwiiMIdYvI/AAAAAAAADs4/vJZF85tNyiU/s1600-h/DSCF5027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/SiwiiMIdYvI/AAAAAAAADs4/vJZF85tNyiU/s400/DSCF5027.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344684828549538546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;beidxcore to the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/SiwihzhpbbI/AAAAAAAADsw/FfZBsNQ2q6c/s1600-h/DSCF5030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/SiwihzhpbbI/AAAAAAAADsw/FfZBsNQ2q6c/s400/DSCF5030.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344684821944298930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we decided to re-enact all of the plays we have done in drama 2:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;house on mango street&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(melissa and i were trees, vanessa was esperanza)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/Siwh6CXeumI/AAAAAAAADso/6pH1CjTCmU4/s1600-h/DSCF5008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/Siwh6CXeumI/AAAAAAAADso/6pH1CjTCmU4/s400/DSCF5008.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344684138733419106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;cinderella&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(melissa and i were mice, vanessa was the color blue. literally.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/Siwh57PTtDI/AAAAAAAADsg/hDnr8k670zM/s1600-h/DSCF5031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/Siwh57PTtDI/AAAAAAAADsg/hDnr8k670zM/s400/DSCF5031.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344684136820094002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;christmas carol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(i was scrooge's kind niece, melissa was the ghost of marley, vanessa was a cratchit)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/Siwh5Umf7aI/AAAAAAAADsY/V9Ca4VIHXGg/s1600-h/DSCF5032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/Siwh5Umf7aI/AAAAAAAADsY/V9Ca4VIHXGg/s400/DSCF5032.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344684126448381346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;king arthur&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(i was a lady of the court, melissa was marilyn monroe, vanessa was a dancing fool)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/Siwh5Cqs0yI/AAAAAAAADsQ/aTQEPI_ibsU/s1600-h/DSCF5033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/Siwh5Cqs0yI/AAAAAAAADsQ/aTQEPI_ibsU/s400/DSCF5033.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344684121634165538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;gotta love drama 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;caro and matthew&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/Siwh49kgvII/AAAAAAAADsI/6fJaYklp8KI/s1600-h/DSCF5035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/Siwh49kgvII/AAAAAAAADsI/6fJaYklp8KI/s400/DSCF5035.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344684120266030210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/SiwhCUiavqI/AAAAAAAADsA/YlbZGyX9UW4/s1600-h/DSCF5036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/SiwhCUiavqI/AAAAAAAADsA/YlbZGyX9UW4/s400/DSCF5036.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344683181538459298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/SiwhCNP6cwI/AAAAAAAADr4/j3_lYTcIB_k/s1600-h/DSCF5037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/SiwhCNP6cwI/AAAAAAAADr4/j3_lYTcIB_k/s400/DSCF5037.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344683179581797122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is a re-enactment of our winter formal picture...&lt;br /&gt;which was a re-enactment of another picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/SiwhB2suiWI/AAAAAAAADrw/OXRq374Mcxc/s1600-h/DSCF5040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/SiwhB2suiWI/AAAAAAAADrw/OXRq374Mcxc/s400/DSCF5040.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344683173528635746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cory!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/SiwhBv6L_OI/AAAAAAAADro/JWAJ2R7k2UA/s1600-h/DSCF5053.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/SiwhBv6L_OI/AAAAAAAADro/JWAJ2R7k2UA/s400/DSCF5053.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344683171706043618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rachel patla, photographer and hair stylist extraordinaire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/SiwhBdrZRkI/AAAAAAAADrg/PqOsoOkXQD0/s1600-h/DSCF4001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/SiwhBdrZRkI/AAAAAAAADrg/PqOsoOkXQD0/s400/DSCF4001.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344683166812161602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jason vanessa melissa me rachel joe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/SiwgMBLnsjI/AAAAAAAADrY/SqgzL7j4v-w/s1600-h/DSCF4004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/SiwgMBLnsjI/AAAAAAAADrY/SqgzL7j4v-w/s400/DSCF4004.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344682248629629490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mel b. and mel c.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/SiwgL3_FkYI/AAAAAAAADrQ/nn0C3VFqP6E/s1600-h/DSCF4008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/SiwgL3_FkYI/AAAAAAAADrQ/nn0C3VFqP6E/s400/DSCF4008.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344682246161142146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/SiwgLhtGk2I/AAAAAAAADrI/X9-04i6XKbk/s1600-h/DSCF4009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/SiwgLhtGk2I/AAAAAAAADrI/X9-04i6XKbk/s400/DSCF4009.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344682240180130658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;melissa sandwich!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/SiwgLarobVI/AAAAAAAADrA/qRzngGjAA2s/s1600-h/DSCF4010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/SiwgLarobVI/AAAAAAAADrA/qRzngGjAA2s/s400/DSCF4010.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344682238294912338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cole!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/SiwgLK-KHTI/AAAAAAAADq4/_R4ogd4luOw/s1600-h/DSCF4011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/SiwgLK-KHTI/AAAAAAAADq4/_R4ogd4luOw/s400/DSCF4011.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344682234077650226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/SiwfcIhmrRI/AAAAAAAADqo/TYX_lpRiwo8/s1600-h/P1030355.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/SiwfcIhmrRI/AAAAAAAADqo/TYX_lpRiwo8/s400/P1030355.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344681425967164690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes my mother forgets how tall i am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/SiwfbmZa3wI/AAAAAAAADqg/dkeUF_MuCVI/s1600-h/P1030353.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/SiwfbmZa3wI/AAAAAAAADqg/dkeUF_MuCVI/s400/P1030353.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344681416806031106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/SiwfbXjyqJI/AAAAAAAADqY/Rmabtg2Fso8/s1600-h/DSCF4014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/SiwfbXjyqJI/AAAAAAAADqY/Rmabtg2Fso8/s400/DSCF4014.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344681412823001234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh dear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/SiwfbGeHdQI/AAAAAAAADqQ/ZtJsYVypDvs/s1600-h/DSCF4013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/SiwfbGeHdQI/AAAAAAAADqQ/ZtJsYVypDvs/s400/DSCF4013.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344681408235795714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and finally, the entire group...&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/SiwfcV65DFI/AAAAAAAADqw/jeZsLVracFY/s1600-h/4429_111739869837_779104837_2746231_7759668_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/SiwfcV65DFI/AAAAAAAADqw/jeZsLVracFY/s400/4429_111739869837_779104837_2746231_7759668_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344681429562887250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there you have it!&lt;br /&gt;the dance was real fun.&lt;br /&gt;goooood times.&lt;br /&gt;!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7185666033959798572-2551353973137459594?l=heathdoggy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heathdoggy.blogspot.com/feeds/2551353973137459594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7185666033959798572&amp;postID=2551353973137459594&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7185666033959798572/posts/default/2551353973137459594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7185666033959798572/posts/default/2551353973137459594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heathdoggy.blogspot.com/2009/06/prom-oh-nine.html' title='prom oh nine !'/><author><name>Heather Leith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04277757576455317895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3T2MzS_kdAg/Tr9lOxffPzI/AAAAAAAAECg/dhlD1S6LJIA/s220/heather_085.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/SiwjazxjNkI/AAAAAAAADuI/iW2ZnpQSjZo/s72-c/DSCF5002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7185666033959798572.post-8294449498710534204</id><published>2009-06-04T22:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T22:50:12.379-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hah. this is very clever.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/SiiwSpq7JJI/AAAAAAAADqI/CSILb1XXDTc/s1600-h/f2OmQc1cjoast1nijHBtfaxno1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/SiiwSpq7JJI/AAAAAAAADqI/CSILb1XXDTc/s400/f2OmQc1cjoast1nijHBtfaxno1_500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343714792345117842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as is this.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/SiiwSBXxvnI/AAAAAAAADp4/9Z9AWiTQJwM/s1600-h/71imBRxoZo2xillaisFJLPrpo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/SiiwSBXxvnI/AAAAAAAADp4/9Z9AWiTQJwM/s400/71imBRxoZo2xillaisFJLPrpo1_500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343714781527391858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this however, disgusts me.&lt;br /&gt;the term "fail" makes me cringe.&lt;br /&gt;and so does individually wrapped rubber cheese.&lt;br /&gt;and so do cat pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/SiiwSQte4CI/AAAAAAAADqA/blStZzW4paE/s1600-h/f2OmQc1cjo9d79ae4rnEFz5Po1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 298px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/SiiwSQte4CI/AAAAAAAADqA/blStZzW4paE/s400/f2OmQc1cjo9d79ae4rnEFz5Po1_500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343714785644961826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, i have been editing two spanish commercials for the past 5 hours...&lt;br /&gt;joy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our drama banquet was yesterday,&lt;br /&gt;yearbook distribution/banquet is tomorrow,&lt;br /&gt;and prom is saturday!&lt;br /&gt;hooray formal events!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and we (the people in yearbook) got our books yesterday...they are grand. and no one else has them for another day. yess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;two more weeks of school! this is a scattered post! accept it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7185666033959798572-8294449498710534204?l=heathdoggy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heathdoggy.blogspot.com/feeds/8294449498710534204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7185666033959798572&amp;postID=8294449498710534204&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7185666033959798572/posts/default/8294449498710534204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7185666033959798572/posts/default/8294449498710534204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heathdoggy.blogspot.com/2009/06/hah-this-is-very-clever.html' title='hah. this is very clever.'/><author><name>Heather Leith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04277757576455317895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3T2MzS_kdAg/Tr9lOxffPzI/AAAAAAAAECg/dhlD1S6LJIA/s220/heather_085.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/SiiwSpq7JJI/AAAAAAAADqI/CSILb1XXDTc/s72-c/f2OmQc1cjoast1nijHBtfaxno1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7185666033959798572.post-6052330900797360944</id><published>2009-05-26T23:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T23:36:50.857-07:00</updated><title type='text'>congratulations jess!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/ShzfCeJgeZI/AAAAAAAADpw/WqyVnYh-8uo/s1600-h/n68601755_32115923_5826036.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/ShzfCeJgeZI/AAAAAAAADpw/WqyVnYh-8uo/s400/n68601755_32115923_5826036.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340388491700238738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my small group leader graduated last weeked with her Master's in education!&lt;br /&gt;melissa, danielle and i went up to Biola to cheer her on.&lt;br /&gt;and here we are!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also! my sister shannon graduated from Biola too with a degree in Art, i don't exactly know how to phrase that...?&lt;br /&gt;congratulations shan!&lt;br /&gt;i am very proud of both of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7185666033959798572-6052330900797360944?l=heathdoggy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heathdoggy.blogspot.com/feeds/6052330900797360944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7185666033959798572&amp;postID=6052330900797360944&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7185666033959798572/posts/default/6052330900797360944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7185666033959798572/posts/default/6052330900797360944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heathdoggy.blogspot.com/2009/05/congratulations-jess.html' title='congratulations jess!'/><author><name>Heather Leith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04277757576455317895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3T2MzS_kdAg/Tr9lOxffPzI/AAAAAAAAECg/dhlD1S6LJIA/s220/heather_085.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/ShzfCeJgeZI/AAAAAAAADpw/WqyVnYh-8uo/s72-c/n68601755_32115923_5826036.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7185666033959798572.post-5053834656526913600</id><published>2009-05-25T19:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T20:52:32.617-07:00</updated><title type='text'>you take my hand and drag me headfirst, fearless.</title><content type='html'>taylor&lt;br /&gt;swift.&lt;br /&gt;what a woman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;her concert was so so so good!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/ShtX0LFQtKI/AAAAAAAADpg/ObSGg5XQ27o/s1600-h/4280_1039487442276_1678232329_81165_1749866_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/ShtX0LFQtKI/AAAAAAAADpg/ObSGg5XQ27o/s400/4280_1039487442276_1678232329_81165_1749866_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339958337017525410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;fellow t.swift enthusiasts: matt and rachel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;we listened to her for the whole 2 hour drive to san diego.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/ShtXzvzzY8I/AAAAAAAADpQ/N_VGkBzpN-I/s1600-h/4280_1039487402275_1678232329_81164_4849192_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/ShtXzvzzY8I/AAAAAAAADpQ/N_VGkBzpN-I/s400/4280_1039487402275_1678232329_81164_4849192_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339958329696543682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/ShtXzj1oXYI/AAAAAAAADpI/B-jmjKkEoG4/s1600-h/4280_1039487362274_1678232329_81163_5718500_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/ShtXzj1oXYI/AAAAAAAADpI/B-jmjKkEoG4/s400/4280_1039487362274_1678232329_81163_5718500_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339958326482984322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/ShtXm7tEDTI/AAAAAAAADpA/8p-MSg9HCiM/s1600-h/4280_1039487322273_1678232329_81162_5025341_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/ShtXm7tEDTI/AAAAAAAADpA/8p-MSg9HCiM/s400/4280_1039487322273_1678232329_81162_5025341_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339958109551201586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/ShtXmsBRK3I/AAAAAAAADo4/5Bcbv-gdmgI/s1600-h/4280_1039487282272_1678232329_81161_1019508_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/ShtXmsBRK3I/AAAAAAAADo4/5Bcbv-gdmgI/s400/4280_1039487282272_1678232329_81161_1019508_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339958105340980082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;after a quick refuel at in-n-out and some mock cool pictures...&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/ShtXmTyxNVI/AAAAAAAADow/MpnQ9EJw8YQ/s1600-h/4280_1039487242271_1678232329_81160_3190436_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/ShtXmTyxNVI/AAAAAAAADow/MpnQ9EJw8YQ/s400/4280_1039487242271_1678232329_81160_3190436_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339958098837714258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we were there!&lt;br /&gt;looking creepy and gross.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/ShtXmQDcoEI/AAAAAAAADoo/aFXIFIrYrXA/s1600-h/P1030322.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/ShtXmQDcoEI/AAAAAAAADoo/aFXIFIrYrXA/s400/P1030322.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339958097833926722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;our row partners were frat boys that knew every word.&lt;br /&gt;i jammed out with them.&lt;br /&gt;and rachel took a secret picture.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/ShtXz9GeQ4I/AAAAAAAADpY/ntM4AYhQ4lo/s1600-h/4280_1039487482277_1678232329_81166_7206660_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/ShtXz9GeQ4I/AAAAAAAADpY/ntM4AYhQ4lo/s400/4280_1039487482277_1678232329_81166_7206660_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339958333264511874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we knew every word as well.&lt;br /&gt;my dance move in this picture was apparently pointing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/ShtXmNWxsyI/AAAAAAAADog/sf7mfdjifJY/s1600-h/P1030297.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/ShtXmNWxsyI/AAAAAAAADog/sf7mfdjifJY/s400/P1030297.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339958097109693218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and there she is!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/ShtXRCP1jeI/AAAAAAAADoY/dJK4zsYyRXI/s1600-h/P1030305.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/ShtXRCP1jeI/AAAAAAAADoY/dJK4zsYyRXI/s400/P1030305.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339957733350542818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;romeo, save me, they're trying to tell me how to feel...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/ShtXQwTxqkI/AAAAAAAADoQ/olfATKWhicU/s1600-h/P1030300.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/ShtXQwTxqkI/AAAAAAAADoQ/olfATKWhicU/s400/P1030300.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339957728535226946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/ShtXQuLw3aI/AAAAAAAADoI/948nuDtakgU/s1600-h/P1030309.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/ShtXQuLw3aI/AAAAAAAADoI/948nuDtakgU/s400/P1030309.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339957727964749218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;onstage quick change!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/ShtXQS755NI/AAAAAAAADoA/Bt-DoOY3Zio/s1600-h/P1030317.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/ShtXQS755NI/AAAAAAAADoA/Bt-DoOY3Zio/s400/P1030317.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339957720650474706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;there were many. it was impressive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and here are some enthusiastic country girls.&lt;br /&gt;the attire of every audience member: dresses and cowboy boots.&lt;br /&gt;taylor swift's self-proclaimed favorite outfit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/ShtXQHLs2II/AAAAAAAADn4/RKUF5fYBP4w/s1600-h/P1030334.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/ShtXQHLs2II/AAAAAAAADn4/RKUF5fYBP4w/s400/P1030334.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339957717495502978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/ShtWj94bq4I/AAAAAAAADnw/_lRVsApkHdA/s1600-h/P1030324.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/ShtWj94bq4I/AAAAAAAADnw/_lRVsApkHdA/s400/P1030324.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339956959084522370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/ShtWjnbtgmI/AAAAAAAADno/uZkNuX52T34/s1600-h/P1030328.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/ShtWjnbtgmI/AAAAAAAADno/uZkNuX52T34/s400/P1030328.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339956953058476642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/ShtWjZvwoyI/AAAAAAAADng/5z4Ywp-nOhc/s1600-h/P1030332.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/ShtWjZvwoyI/AAAAAAAADng/5z4Ywp-nOhc/s400/P1030332.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339956949384471330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/ShtWjHP7QtI/AAAAAAAADnY/bQRTCvDftqQ/s1600-h/4280_1039487602280_1678232329_81169_155226_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/ShtWjHP7QtI/AAAAAAAADnY/bQRTCvDftqQ/s400/4280_1039487602280_1678232329_81169_155226_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339956944419111634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;great moment: she had a lot of video feature things. so during one of them, she snuck into the audience, and after the video ended, we hear her voice...and then we look around and the woman is in the crowd! then she walked down to the floor, hugging people and talking to them. she performed a few songs in the middle of the audience on a little mini-stage (below, photo credit to erin brady) and then made her way to the front again, hugging everyone on the way. it was so cute.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/ShtnCGINpjI/AAAAAAAADpo/AuXtEwaC5hI/s1600-h/4184_103646140843_789415843_2674276_5561257_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/ShtnCGINpjI/AAAAAAAADpo/AuXtEwaC5hI/s400/4184_103646140843_789415843_2674276_5561257_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339975068880315954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when she got to the front, the audience cheered for an entire 3 minutes. it was insane. she was laughing and looking shocked the whole time. then she said, "i will never forget that. thank you." aw. presh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/ShtWi0t-DqI/AAAAAAAADnQ/fgC-79WLZt8/s1600-h/4280_1039487522278_1678232329_81167_603992_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/ShtWi0t-DqI/AAAAAAAADnQ/fgC-79WLZt8/s400/4280_1039487522278_1678232329_81167_603992_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339956939444850338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;holy insane drum segment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/ShtWJMe6xzI/AAAAAAAADnI/cA1BQ6jjvWg/s1600-h/P1030336.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/ShtWJMe6xzI/AAAAAAAADnI/cA1BQ6jjvWg/s400/P1030336.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339956499147573042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she busted into justin timberlake's "what goes around comes around" halfway through one song.&lt;br /&gt;so good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that girl sure knew how to rile up the crowd by saying some dramatic intro to her song.&lt;br /&gt;she was a sassy one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/ShtWI76natI/AAAAAAAADnA/SeMUuRbVu8Y/s1600-h/4280_1039487562279_1678232329_81168_5809860_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/ShtWI76natI/AAAAAAAADnA/SeMUuRbVu8Y/s400/4280_1039487562279_1678232329_81168_5809860_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339956494700341970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then! she ended with the whole rain thing during "should've said no." amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/ShtWIrJ4aII/AAAAAAAADm4/a0WRSXC-ylI/s1600-h/P1030344.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/ShtWIrJ4aII/AAAAAAAADm4/a0WRSXC-ylI/s400/P1030344.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339956490200967298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/ShtWIbyJBTI/AAAAAAAADmw/kWx8CBS-97o/s1600-h/P1030348.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/ShtWIbyJBTI/AAAAAAAADmw/kWx8CBS-97o/s400/P1030348.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339956486074860850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/ShtWH3DCHzI/AAAAAAAADmo/HkgbH9jTO30/s1600-h/P1030349.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/ShtWH3DCHzI/AAAAAAAADmo/HkgbH9jTO30/s400/P1030349.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339956476213600050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she did the same thing at an awards show --&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/v9bxXO9fj98&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/v9bxXO9fj98&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/ShtVmRrh4FI/AAAAAAAADmg/gWRZt47mmTc/s1600-h/P1030351.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/ShtVmRrh4FI/AAAAAAAADmg/gWRZt47mmTc/s400/P1030351.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339955899247222866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and on the way home, there was an accident on the 241 that&lt;br /&gt;stopped the traffic for about a half an hour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/ShtVmJl8qEI/AAAAAAAADmY/Eih9oDBEi7A/s1600-h/4280_1039487722283_1678232329_81172_1046008_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/ShtVmJl8qEI/AAAAAAAADmY/Eih9oDBEi7A/s400/4280_1039487722283_1678232329_81172_1046008_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339955897076328514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/ShtVl13upnI/AAAAAAAADmQ/I7rJAhL5ewQ/s1600-h/4280_1039487762284_1678232329_81173_2821728_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/ShtVl13upnI/AAAAAAAADmQ/I7rJAhL5ewQ/s400/4280_1039487762284_1678232329_81173_2821728_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339955891782198898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/ShtVl_q2G2I/AAAAAAAADmI/vosWblpmulU/s1600-h/4280_1039487842286_1678232329_81175_3771085_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/ShtVl_q2G2I/AAAAAAAADmI/vosWblpmulU/s400/4280_1039487842286_1678232329_81175_3771085_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339955894412516194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;matt had a little too much fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/ShtVlrrvIfI/AAAAAAAADmA/-uK8DV7vxxc/s1600-h/4280_1039487802285_1678232329_81174_1971166_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/ShtVlrrvIfI/AAAAAAAADmA/-uK8DV7vxxc/s400/4280_1039487802285_1678232329_81174_1971166_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339955889047544306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;ahhh! it was so great!!&lt;br /&gt;love me some t.swift.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7185666033959798572-5053834656526913600?l=heathdoggy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heathdoggy.blogspot.com/feeds/5053834656526913600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7185666033959798572&amp;postID=5053834656526913600&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7185666033959798572.post-964052522588523187</id><published>2009-05-25T12:26:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T12:26:42.665-07:00</updated><title type='text'>taylor swift was SO good!</title><content type='html'>pictures are coming!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7185666033959798572-964052522588523187?l=heathdoggy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heathdoggy.blogspot.com/feeds/964052522588523187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7185666033959798572&amp;postID=964052522588523187&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7185666033959798572/posts/default/964052522588523187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7185666033959798572/posts/default/964052522588523187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heathdoggy.blogspot.com/2009/05/taylor-swift-was-so-good.html' title='taylor swift was SO good!'/><author><name>Heather Leith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04277757576455317895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3T2MzS_kdAg/Tr9lOxffPzI/AAAAAAAAECg/dhlD1S6LJIA/s220/heather_085.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7185666033959798572.post-4571860944725161929</id><published>2009-05-17T21:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T21:07:05.824-07:00</updated><title type='text'>once upon a time there was an earthquake.</title><content type='html'>and immediately facebook swarmed with "DID ANYONE FEEL THAT EARTHQUAKE!?!?!" status updates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these updates were immediately followed with equally as many sarcastic and spiteful "okay, we get it, there was an earthquake, thanks for letting us know" status updates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have an idea.&lt;br /&gt;let's just all be friends!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7185666033959798572-4571860944725161929?l=heathdoggy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heathdoggy.blogspot.com/feeds/4571860944725161929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7185666033959798572&amp;postID=4571860944725161929&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7185666033959798572/posts/default/4571860944725161929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7185666033959798572/posts/default/4571860944725161929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heathdoggy.blogspot.com/2009/05/once-upon-time-there-was-earthquake.html' title='once upon a time there was an earthquake.'/><author><name>Heather Leith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04277757576455317895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3T2MzS_kdAg/Tr9lOxffPzI/AAAAAAAAECg/dhlD1S6LJIA/s220/heather_085.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7185666033959798572.post-3896356806577473281</id><published>2009-05-15T17:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T18:15:40.799-07:00</updated><title type='text'>thank you allison.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/Sg4NRkBOoUI/AAAAAAAADlg/q7tScEUPhrs/s1600-h/3476344497_497fe8a1fe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/Sg4NRkBOoUI/AAAAAAAADlg/q7tScEUPhrs/s400/3476344497_497fe8a1fe.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336217203858383170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here is my list of &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;10 things that make me terribly happy:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;1. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;making a connection with people&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;2. really good graphic design&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. chips and guacamole&lt;br /&gt;4. well put-together outfits {and people that wear them well}&lt;br /&gt;5. a good worship sesh&lt;br /&gt;6. embracing high school while it lasts {cheesy. i know i'll miss it though}&lt;br /&gt;7. waking up, looking at the clock, and knowing i have hours left to sleep&lt;br /&gt;8. surprise parties&lt;br /&gt;9. being able to go to disneyland whenever&lt;br /&gt;10.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt; a great piece of writing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7185666033959798572-3896356806577473281?l=heathdoggy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heathdoggy.blogspot.com/feeds/3896356806577473281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7185666033959798572&amp;postID=3896356806577473281&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7185666033959798572/posts/default/3896356806577473281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7185666033959798572/posts/default/3896356806577473281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heathdoggy.blogspot.com/2009/05/thank-you-allison.html' title='thank you allison.'/><author><name>Heather Leith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04277757576455317895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3T2MzS_kdAg/Tr9lOxffPzI/AAAAAAAAECg/dhlD1S6LJIA/s220/heather_085.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/Sg4NRkBOoUI/AAAAAAAADlg/q7tScEUPhrs/s72-c/3476344497_497fe8a1fe.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7185666033959798572.post-4655601299459061434</id><published>2009-05-09T21:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T16:15:36.436-07:00</updated><title type='text'>so concludes THE greatest birthday, ever.</title><content type='html'>if my surprise party, new bed, cards, and gifts from my friends and family weren't enough...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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;I&lt;br /&gt;AM&lt;br /&gt;GOING&lt;br /&gt;TO&lt;br /&gt;A&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;TAYLOR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SWIFT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CONCERT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/SgZkNVcbBiI/AAAAAAAADlY/Roq6PvVnezQ/s1600-h/l_789b064ef57b4d47b19a7c82391d80f9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 399px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/SgZkNVcbBiI/AAAAAAAADlY/Roq6PvVnezQ/s400/l_789b064ef57b4d47b19a7c82391d80f9.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334060988924364322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is what i like to call my DREAM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i LOVE taylor swift. i listen to her daily. she speaks to me.&lt;br /&gt;she is not full of herself or rude to her fans.&lt;br /&gt;she is a real person. and by "real," i mean real in character, not in...physicality?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am going on the 24th and spending the night in san diego!&lt;br /&gt;wow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and, may i just say, my mother is too funny.&lt;br /&gt;she put these packs of "taylor made" brand golf balls in a tupperware (the tickets were underneath wrapped in tissue). get it? it was a little hint. that i didn't catch on to. i was like "golf...what could be under this tissue that has to do with golf..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she succeeded in her distraction. because i saw the word ticketmaster and was speechless. i then put on some t.swift for my family and danced for them and sang along with her in glee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mama leith! you have outdone yourself. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;thank you, thank you, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;thank you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7185666033959798572-4655601299459061434?l=heathdoggy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heathdoggy.blogspot.com/feeds/4655601299459061434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7185666033959798572&amp;postID=4655601299459061434&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7185666033959798572/posts/default/4655601299459061434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7185666033959798572/posts/default/4655601299459061434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heathdoggy.blogspot.com/2009/05/so-concludes-greatest-birthday-ever.html' title='so concludes THE greatest birthday, ever.'/><author><name>Heather Leith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04277757576455317895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3T2MzS_kdAg/Tr9lOxffPzI/AAAAAAAAECg/dhlD1S6LJIA/s220/heather_085.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail 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year's learnings.&lt;br /&gt;and at precisely 1:00, i will take my two sharpened #2 pencils, two black pens, my watch, and my accumulated knowledge of european history from the dark ages to the present, and i will march into that gym, remove my shoes (&lt;a href="http://www.ocregister.com/articles/students-ets-exams-2098537-trabuco-attorney"&gt;cheating scandal&lt;/a&gt;) and attempt to pass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;80 multiple choice questions (all insanely difficult), a document-based essay, and two thematic essays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wish me luck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this was much too dramatic.&lt;br /&gt;i'm going to go study.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7185666033959798572-2902482216193335981?l=heathdoggy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heathdoggy.blogspot.com/feeds/2902482216193335981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7185666033959798572&amp;postID=2902482216193335981&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7185666033959798572/posts/default/2902482216193335981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7185666033959798572/posts/default/2902482216193335981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heathdoggy.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-life-begins-in-19-hours.html' title='my life begins in 19 hours.'/><author><name>Heather Leith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04277757576455317895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3T2MzS_kdAg/Tr9lOxffPzI/AAAAAAAAECg/dhlD1S6LJIA/s220/heather_085.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7185666033959798572.post-7700397596853559699</id><published>2009-05-05T21:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T21:32:43.225-07:00</updated><title type='text'>it's my party and i'l cry if i want to.</title><content type='html'>but i won't cry, because i had a delightful birthday, complete with a delicious breakfast made by my brother at 5 AM, cake, gifts, cards, a mix CD, Facebook comments, in-person comments, texts, phone calls, a mariachi band, an unenthusiastic physics class singing to me, BJ's, and a new bed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the only downer was voyaging to Disneyland to embrace the $69 birthday gift card...only to have them shut the window in our face because we were 5 minutes past closing time. cool, Disneyland. thanks for being the happiest place on earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but hey. i'm officially 16, i can't be complaining.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7185666033959798572-7700397596853559699?l=heathdoggy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heathdoggy.blogspot.com/feeds/7700397596853559699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7185666033959798572&amp;postID=7700397596853559699&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7185666033959798572/posts/default/7700397596853559699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7185666033959798572/posts/default/7700397596853559699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heathdoggy.blogspot.com/2009/05/its-my-party-and-il-cry-if-i-want-to.html' title='it&apos;s my party and i&apos;l cry if i want to.'/><author><name>Heather Leith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04277757576455317895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3T2MzS_kdAg/Tr9lOxffPzI/AAAAAAAAECg/dhlD1S6LJIA/s220/heather_085.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7185666033959798572.post-4860599861139125634</id><published>2009-05-04T17:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T17:20:50.282-07:00</updated><title type='text'>pictures!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/Sf-GPWXZREI/AAAAAAAADlQ/0xTFdTMNN9o/s1600-h/IMG_2353.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/Sf-GPWXZREI/AAAAAAAADlQ/0xTFdTMNN9o/s400/IMG_2353.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332128082089821250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/Sf-GHyJUH7I/AAAAAAAADlA/MrQ_ZskBK3A/s1600-h/IMG_2409.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/Sf-GHyJUH7I/AAAAAAAADlA/MrQ_ZskBK3A/s400/IMG_2409.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332127952108003250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/Sf-GHvuyItI/AAAAAAAADk4/mUn1H_TcaSU/s1600-h/IMG_2454.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/Sf-GHvuyItI/AAAAAAAADk4/mUn1H_TcaSU/s400/IMG_2454.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332127951459853010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/Sf-GILmxeCI/AAAAAAAADlI/Xylu1ZL91GM/s1600-h/IMG_2594.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/Sf-GILmxeCI/AAAAAAAADlI/Xylu1ZL91GM/s400/IMG_2594.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332127958942447650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;you can view the pictures from the big one-six &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=74673&amp;amp;id=561246488&amp;amp;l=74ac5ecfb8"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=74676&amp;amp;id=561246488&amp;amp;l=cc781a0fd7"&gt;here.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you &lt;a href="http://www.shannonleith.blogspot.com/"&gt;shannon leith&lt;/a&gt; for the photos!&lt;br /&gt;enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7185666033959798572-4860599861139125634?l=heathdoggy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heathdoggy.blogspot.com/feeds/4860599861139125634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7185666033959798572&amp;postID=4860599861139125634&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7185666033959798572/posts/default/4860599861139125634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7185666033959798572/posts/default/4860599861139125634'/><link rel='alternate' 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/&gt;i am still in a state of shock, and it's one day later.&lt;br /&gt;here's how it all happened!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;accomplice/distractor - chandler.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chan chan and i had planned to go get chipotle friday after school. we had this planned for about a week. so on friday, i'm waiting at the front of trabuco for him with my friend danielle, when i see a car that looks like my mom's pull up...but i just figured it was someone else. but then she pulls closer...and it is my mother. with chandler in the front seat. whaaat?! i was bewildered. maybe his car broke down? but why would my mother be offering him assistance? they don't even know each other (or so i thought.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but then two other cars full of my friends pull up behind them, and everyone has their windows down, screaming "HAPPY BIRTHDAY!" and blowing party blowers and yelling and cheering, and they all pile out and surround me and put a sweet sixteen crown on my head. rachel is with them, with the same crown (they had pulled her out of swim practice and surprised her like a minute earlier).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i was still confused. my birthday is not till tuesday. rachel's is in over a week. why would they be celebrating now...? but then rachel is like "we're going to disneyland!" ahh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so 18 of us spent about three hours at disneyland, and they told rachel and i that we were going to dinner after- but they were all mysterious about it. i guessed rainforest cafe, rachel, for some odd reason, was determined that it was chuck e. cheese. classy. anyway, we knew there had to be SOMETHING still coming. we had no clue what though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was so excited! i figured that this was the surprise- disneyland with my friends and then dinner somewhere fun. i kept telling people "i'm so shocked! how did you guys keep this a secret? this is great!" little did i know this was not the extent of the surprise...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so after we went on three rides and were serenaded in line by this junior high choir group, we left promptly at 8:00. or something. my mom pulls into a hotel near disneyland, hands me a big bag, leads us to the lobby where we meet the others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rachel and i discuss how confused we are and try and guess what we're doing- we got nothing though. what in the world. why were we in a hotel...we had NO clue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so then my mom hands me a room key and tells us to lead the group up to room 1404. rachel and i share more confused looks and follow her instructions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after we got to floor 14, room 1404, we put the key in the door....cautiously open it up....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"SURPRISE!!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a billion people jump up and start yelling and cheering and throwing feather boas on us. it was a surprise party!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this amazing penthouse suite was decked out- sweet 16 decorations, &lt;a href="http://onceuponacupcake.blogspot.com/"&gt;kelly's cupcakes&lt;/a&gt;, embarrassing old photo montages, food, 45 friends, our families...it was so phenomenal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but that's not all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after everyone ate some rubio's we went up to the ROOF to dance. what. in. the. world. the disneyland fireworks were on the horizon [cheesy] as we danced our little hearts out. it was a dream come true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not over yet! rachel patla [fellow birthday girl], melissa, rachel styffe, my mother and i all spent the night at the penthouse! (is that what it's called? i don't even know.) it had a big kitchen, a living room, dining room, one regular bedroom and bathroom, one GIANT master bedroom and bathroom, and a deck. so we opened our presents and sang songs in the bathroom [good acoustics] and....woke up at 7:45 to go to school and take the AP euro practice exam. but i don't even care because my amazing day yesterday allll made up for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow. i am so so blessed. and very impressed that 50 people kept this a secret for three weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my life is complete. pictures to come soon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7185666033959798572-3504885038478059693?l=heathdoggy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heathdoggy.blogspot.com/feeds/3504885038478059693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7185666033959798572&amp;postID=3504885038478059693&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7185666033959798572/posts/default/3504885038478059693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7185666033959798572/posts/default/3504885038478059693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heathdoggy.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-dream-has-officially-come-true.html' title='my dream has officially come true.'/><author><name>Heather Leith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04277757576455317895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3T2MzS_kdAg/Tr9lOxffPzI/AAAAAAAAECg/dhlD1S6LJIA/s220/heather_085.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7185666033959798572.post-8839151551169377972</id><published>2009-04-21T20:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T20:24:00.372-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i hope everyone still like lists.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/Se6Nn7sOZ3I/AAAAAAAADkw/LUTShS0Pnf8/s1600-h/Photo+1086.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/Se6Nn7sOZ3I/AAAAAAAADkw/LUTShS0Pnf8/s400/Photo+1086.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327351126403475314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;because i will always resort to them when i have multiple things to blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&gt;&gt; today we played a game in Comedy Sportz practice that only comes around once a year- oxygen deprivation. it's where two people start a scene, and one person has their head in a giant bucket of water. when they run out of air, they raise their hand and someone taps it and they enter the scene, and have to explain why they're dripping wet. it's glorious. the scene i did was not good. but whatever. it was enjoyable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; my birthday is in exactly two weeks! the big one six. there is sure to be a ragin' party, and meg, i will definitely be recruiting you for the invitation design. prepare yo'self.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;i love the aftermath of hot days- right around 7 PM. driving home from Comedy Sportz, melissa and i shared that we both get in sentimental moods when driving home at dusk, passing beautiful scenery, the breeze blowing our hair, and it's warm outsite. we both just reflect on life in those moments. so cliche.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; in drama 2 we always try and predict who will get what part in the next play. today someone told me that people thought i was in for it to be juliet in romeo &amp;amp; juliet. no thank you. i'd rather not memorize tons of shakespearean dialogue and have to awkwardly kiss romeo onstage in front of bored freshman english classes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; film auditions have been scheduled, it's official. may 11th at 1 pm. i need to pick a monologue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; next year i'm planning on taking spanish at saddleback to have one less class- any advice on this...?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; i am just in a great great mood. AP euro and a horrible english grade can't even get me down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_$*%()KDSGJkv$U($T()_# woooo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7185666033959798572-8839151551169377972?l=heathdoggy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heathdoggy.blogspot.com/feeds/8839151551169377972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7185666033959798572&amp;postID=8839151551169377972&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7185666033959798572/posts/default/8839151551169377972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7185666033959798572/posts/default/8839151551169377972'/><link rel='alternate' 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catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/Se0NrI0Se1I/AAAAAAAADko/g5Dxw71_N1M/s1600-h/Picture+1.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 298px; height: 355px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/Se0NrI0Se1I/AAAAAAAADko/g5Dxw71_N1M/s400/Picture+1.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326928969001499474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;p l e a s e&lt;br /&gt;[ go ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7185666033959798572-783521182012868543?l=heathdoggy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heathdoggy.blogspot.com/feeds/783521182012868543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/Se0NrI0Se1I/AAAAAAAADko/g5Dxw71_N1M/s72-c/Picture+1.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7185666033959798572.post-791323826223875518</id><published>2009-04-19T11:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T15:53:24.431-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i am just getting worse and worse.</title><content type='html'>sorry for the 9 day absence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am going to make a list because lists are great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. i left on friday with my sri lanka group to spend the night on skid row. man alive. it was really great. we passed out soup to the homeless, sorted clothes for a clothing distribution, held up&lt;br /&gt;"car wash" signs and helped wash said cars, talked to a lot of homeless people, learned the four verses that aid in witnessing to people, saw giant cockroaches, attended a morning Proverbs study that this church does for the homeless, and encouraged/prayed for the homeless at said Proverbs study. mmmmm i want to go back ASAP. any takers?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. i am about to depart for my first drive on the freeway. livin' it up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. we performed King Arthur wednesday night and all day friday. surprisingly, it was not as horrible as i was expecting. it was acutually quite fun. especially since we did a rave dance with glow sticks at the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. i am off to a new mexico reunion. hopefully i will post some more stories soon...considering i only put one up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. funny story: rachel, danielle, alex and i decided to walk to berry swirl on saturday, and we took a shortcut, which involved climbing the steepest slope ever. and i was wearing slippery sandals. needless to say, i was almost at the top, when i grabbed onto these branches for support and they broke and i slid all the way down. stupid berry swirl was closed.&lt;div 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Leith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04277757576455317895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3T2MzS_kdAg/Tr9lOxffPzI/AAAAAAAAECg/dhlD1S6LJIA/s220/heather_085.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7185666033959798572.post-6446727216355811765</id><published>2009-04-10T23:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T22:14:23.492-07:00</updated><title type='text'>new mexico story #1: sleeping arrangements</title><content type='html'>alright. the girls slept in one giant room. we are talking around 75 women. all in ONE room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you walk in. sleeping bags and air mattresses EVERYWHERE. it was a game to try and stay on your feet while trying to get to your spot. well, a game i played by myself. but a game nonetheless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow, pathetic sentence.&lt;br /&gt;moving on.&lt;br /&gt;so i slept in the back corner of the room. and let me tell you, that room was DANG COLD. this is what i wore at night: two pairs of leggings, sweatpants, a t-shirt, a long sleeved shirt, a sweatshirt, fuzzy socks. sometimes two. and i slept in my sleeping bag with a giant blanket over me. it was coooold. but i adapted by the end of the week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so getting out of bed in the middle of the night was torture. especially when it's pitch black and you are in the back corner and need to pee. oh wait, that was me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was about 3 AM i'm guessing, and i woke up, and realized that i NEEDED to go to the bathroom. i HAD to, or else i would not fall back asleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but minor problem. there are 75 snoring girls and sleeping bags and suitcases and air mattresses between me and the door. cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and another problem. who will go with me? i was so tired that i feel half-asleep and had a dream that someone would go with me. so i was looking around for them, all excited, when i realized it was a dream. dang itttt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i decided, i just need to do this. so i emerged from my warm cocoon into the harsh temperatures. i delusionally put on my ugg boots and stood up. here we go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it did not turn out well. i loudly stepped past like 2 girls when i got stuck and there was nowhere to put my feet. so i turned back and sat down. but i NEEDED to pee. there was no avoiding it. so i decided to try again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got back to the point that trapped me before. and i realized i just had to put my foot down, even though there was no place for it. little did i know, i was stepping on a girl's head. whoever you were...i'm really sorry about that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i made it, after about 10 minutes of waking people up and falling on them and their stupid air mattresses. i walked outside to our lovely port-a-potty city. it was cold. i peed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i came back into our lovely giant room...and reasoned, hey, idea. i'll leave the door open a crack so i can have a nice beacon of light while i stumble back to my sleeping bag! so i do so. but then a grouchy old leader wakes up and urgently whispers, "can you shut the door tightly!?" i stare at her, ready to slap the woman. does she realize what i have been through? gracious. the least the woman can do is let me have a smattering of light. for the love. (meg reference.) i stepped on a girl's head. lay off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but, being delusional and not wishing to pick a fight with a 56 year old at 3 AM, i comply with her selfish request. i shut that door. and i take in the fact that i cannot see my own hand yet have to cross i giant room filled with sleeping girls. again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i do. and i'm sure i stepped on that poor child's head again. sorry, again.&lt;br /&gt;finally. i reach home base. and i throw off my uggs, snuggle under my sleeping bag, and reflect on how i hate my life. and i go to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i should have just peed my pants.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7185666033959798572-6446727216355811765?l=heathdoggy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heathdoggy.blogspot.com/feeds/6446727216355811765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7185666033959798572&amp;postID=6446727216355811765&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7185666033959798572/posts/default/6446727216355811765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7185666033959798572/posts/default/6446727216355811765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heathdoggy.blogspot.com/2009/04/new-mexico-story-1-sleeping.html' title='new mexico story #1: sleeping arrangements'/><author><name>Heather Leith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04277757576455317895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3T2MzS_kdAg/Tr9lOxffPzI/AAAAAAAAECg/dhlD1S6LJIA/s220/heather_085.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7185666033959798572.post-9134990203442323812</id><published>2009-04-10T21:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T22:02:54.877-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm alive! i'm dirty! i'm tired!</title><content type='html'>new mexico. life changing. LIFE. CHANGING.&lt;br /&gt;i shall let you all know more soon. after i get my disgusting hair clean. i survived- no, thrived without a shower or makeup. i loved it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have tons of stories, but i'm so gross right now....&lt;br /&gt;but i'm alive!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see some pictures &lt;a href="http://www.hsm.saddleback.com"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. the third one down is my village (group i was with the whole week), minus ashley wayne.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7185666033959798572-9134990203442323812?l=heathdoggy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heathdoggy.blogspot.com/feeds/9134990203442323812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7185666033959798572&amp;postID=9134990203442323812&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7185666033959798572/posts/default/9134990203442323812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7185666033959798572/posts/default/9134990203442323812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heathdoggy.blogspot.com/2009/04/im-alive-im-dirty-im-tired.html' title='i&apos;m alive! i&apos;m dirty! i&apos;m tired!'/><author><name>Heather Leith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04277757576455317895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3T2MzS_kdAg/Tr9lOxffPzI/AAAAAAAAECg/dhlD1S6LJIA/s220/heather_085.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7185666033959798572.post-6235156931100518955</id><published>2009-04-05T09:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T10:36:45.584-07:00</updated><title type='text'>my life be like ooooo waaahh</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/Sdjr97-70pI/AAAAAAAADkc/-akB-o4-EFM/s1600-h/Picture+2.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 301px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/Sdjr97-70pI/AAAAAAAADkc/-akB-o4-EFM/s400/Picture+2.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321262409044447890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(see number 14 for explanation)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/Sdjr9dOkmaI/AAAAAAAADkU/YmIaPy2d48c/s1600-h/Picture+1.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 304px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/Sdjr9dOkmaI/AAAAAAAADkU/YmIaPy2d48c/s400/Picture+1.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321262400788535714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. i have not been blogging because i have been sick! i have a fun cough that inhibits my speaking abilities as well as a fever and a cold. so i stayed home from school tuesday, went to school wednesday, got sicker as a result of the activity, stayed home thursday, went to school friday to take tests, and then got sicker again. lesson learned: when in doubt, stay home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. i took 16 vitamins on thursday. SIX. TEEN. i think that is called overdosing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Marley &amp;amp; Me was the cutest movie ever. Favorite part: when she gets pregnant for the second time and goes "Oh, the luck of the Irish..." except she uses this really funny voice. You know? I rewound it like 3 times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. On Friday Ryan did some filming of my friends and I for a documentary on the horrors of abortion he's working on. We walked around looking sad. It shall be grand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. I went to the doctor yesterday to get a cure for my ailments, and I got a shot in my hip. It was truly odd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. I am miraculously better this morning, which means I can still go to New Mexico! HSM is going for a missions trip, and we leave tonight at 9! On a 12 hour bus ride! We're going to a Navajo reservation to minister to the people there. And we will be putting on a carnival for the children! Oh man, I'm excited. I'll be rockin' the bracelet making booth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Except, here's the thing. We won't have showers. And me after one day without a shower = grease central. So....me after 5 days of no shower? Umm....hopefully dry shampoo is a miracle worker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. I have eaten more Ricolas in the past five days than an average human eats in their lifetime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Exactly one month until my birthday! And my grandma's birthday! Here is an interesting fact that I recently learned: My parents picked my birthday so that it was the same as my grandma's. I always thought it was just a beautiful concidence. But no, they schemed it. Not gonna lie, it was a little disheartening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. I would love it if I got Taylor Swift concert tickets for my birthday....Mother, I know you're reading this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. t.swift is just too great. I listen to her music DAILY. In fact, I am listening to Fearless as we speak...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. I had a dream that it was prom, and I was at this Mexican restaurant. I wasn't going, but this big prom group came into the restaurant and the manager was like, "Come on, bring these chips to their table!" So I did, and then all of a sudden he hired me (he didn't say it, we just had this mutual mental agreement), and I was bringing all these appetizers to these teens in prom dresses and tuxes. So then this girl came in late, and the manager was like "Go take her order!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I approach her and ask her what she would like to drink. She asked where the drinks were on the menu, I showed her. She asked me what the corn meal was, and I described this beverage (which was on this video I watched in Spanish class- my real life Spanish class. It was this woman traveling through Spain and she got this corn meal drink from this stand).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the girl was like "Okay, I'll have that, and the Rib-B-Q fajitas." So I went up 12 flights of confusing stairs (it took hours, and I passed my mom on the way) to the manager, and told him the girl's order...and he said they were out of the corn meal drink and that Rib-B-Q fajitas didn't exist. So I found a menu to see what the girl was thinking when she ordered. The menu was really bizarre- the names of items were in a foreign language and the descriptions were in hieroglyphics. But there was one English word hidden somewhere. So finally I found these pork fajitas and I figured maybe that was what she wanted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I went back down the confusing stairs but I couldn't find my way back to where the prom group was sitting...and I was really frustrated because I didn't even want to work at this dumb Mexican restaurant...it goes on, but I'll stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. I saw Wall-E for the first time yesterday. It was great great great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. I have 899 photos and 125 movies in my Photobooth. I don't think that's normal. But everytime people come over, that's what we do- take tons of pictures and make movies. Naaat my problem. Our favorite type of picture is Cool Girl Mockery. see above.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. My brother Carson and my dad are in India right now! Please pray for their safety and that God would use them in amazing ways to change the people there. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7185666033959798572-6235156931100518955?l=heathdoggy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heathdoggy.blogspot.com/feeds/6235156931100518955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7185666033959798572&amp;postID=6235156931100518955&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7185666033959798572/posts/default/6235156931100518955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7185666033959798572/posts/default/6235156931100518955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heathdoggy.blogspot.com/2009/04/my-life-be-like-ooooo-waaahh.html' title='my life be like ooooo waaahh'/><author><name>Heather Leith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04277757576455317895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3T2MzS_kdAg/Tr9lOxffPzI/AAAAAAAAECg/dhlD1S6LJIA/s220/heather_085.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/Sdjr97-70pI/AAAAAAAADkc/-akB-o4-EFM/s72-c/Picture+2.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7185666033959798572.post-7662124801923957566</id><published>2009-03-28T23:34:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T23:44:38.855-07:00</updated><title type='text'>my last post was number 666.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;in other news...&lt;br /&gt;today i participated in a vintage fashion photo shoot for a project jackie russo is doing. here are the results!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i held the light reflector for this one of ashlee&lt;br /&gt;vvvvv&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/Sc8Wre0ZaEI/AAAAAAAADjE/SB1daQGwuo0/s1600-h/v36.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/Sc8Wre0ZaEI/AAAAAAAADjE/SB1daQGwuo0/s400/v36.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318494621210863682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;what in the world, jackie is so great!&lt;br /&gt;i love this one of jess,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/Sc8WrGv0III/AAAAAAAADi8/RJBeuClyWJk/s1600-h/v18.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/Sc8WrGv0III/AAAAAAAADi8/RJBeuClyWJk/s400/v18.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318494614749192322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;aaand me. reading edgar allen poe in my high waisted shorts.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/Sc8WrfUmOZI/AAAAAAAADjM/LtPiUZAAQ8I/s1600-h/v67.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/Sc8WrfUmOZI/AAAAAAAADjM/LtPiUZAAQ8I/s400/v67.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318494621345921426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;my first modeling experience.&lt;br /&gt;mark the day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you jackie for these lovely snaps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7185666033959798572-7662124801923957566?l=heathdoggy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heathdoggy.blogspot.com/feeds/7662124801923957566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7185666033959798572&amp;postID=7662124801923957566&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7185666033959798572/posts/default/7662124801923957566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7185666033959798572/posts/default/7662124801923957566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heathdoggy.blogspot.com/2009/03/my-last-post-was-number-666_28.html' title='my last post was number 666.'/><author><name>Heather Leith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04277757576455317895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3T2MzS_kdAg/Tr9lOxffPzI/AAAAAAAAECg/dhlD1S6LJIA/s220/heather_085.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/Sc8Wre0ZaEI/AAAAAAAADjE/SB1daQGwuo0/s72-c/v36.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7185666033959798572.post-9117130603415811253</id><published>2009-03-24T21:08:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T21:08:36.273-07:00</updated><title type='text'>it's those days when you are at school for 14 hours...</title><content type='html'>when you are thankful for late start day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7185666033959798572-9117130603415811253?l=heathdoggy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heathdoggy.blogspot.com/feeds/9117130603415811253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7185666033959798572&amp;postID=9117130603415811253&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7185666033959798572/posts/default/9117130603415811253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7185666033959798572/posts/default/9117130603415811253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heathdoggy.blogspot.com/2009/03/its-those-days-when-you-are-at-school.html' title='it&apos;s those days when you are at school for 14 hours...'/><author><name>Heather Leith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04277757576455317895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3T2MzS_kdAg/Tr9lOxffPzI/AAAAAAAAECg/dhlD1S6LJIA/s220/heather_085.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7185666033959798572.post-989195023332663792</id><published>2009-03-21T18:49:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T18:50:52.841-07:00</updated><title type='text'>there's a bear on my head!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/ScWZXfJFJrI/AAAAAAAADi0/ErMB1TTKdnw/s1600-h/Photo+1012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/ScWZXfJFJrI/AAAAAAAADi0/ErMB1TTKdnw/s400/Photo+1012.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315823563956364978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;but don't call me a bear-head...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/ScWZXJT7f2I/AAAAAAAADis/hhLEvqMSnzU/s1600-h/Photo+966.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/ScWZXJT7f2I/AAAAAAAADis/hhLEvqMSnzU/s400/Photo+966.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315823558096289634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7185666033959798572-989195023332663792?l=heathdoggy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heathdoggy.blogspot.com/feeds/989195023332663792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7185666033959798572&amp;postID=989195023332663792&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7185666033959798572/posts/default/989195023332663792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7185666033959798572/posts/default/989195023332663792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heathdoggy.blogspot.com/2009/03/theres-bear-on-my-head.html' title='there&apos;s a bear on my head!'/><author><name>Heather Leith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04277757576455317895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3T2MzS_kdAg/Tr9lOxffPzI/AAAAAAAAECg/dhlD1S6LJIA/s220/heather_085.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/ScWZXfJFJrI/AAAAAAAADi0/ErMB1TTKdnw/s72-c/Photo+1012.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7185666033959798572.post-8584906004989779287</id><published>2009-03-21T18:49:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T18:49:45.513-07:00</updated><title type='text'>so this one time;</title><content type='html'>i got all ready for church, and i didn't have a ride.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7185666033959798572-8584906004989779287?l=heathdoggy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heathdoggy.blogspot.com/feeds/8584906004989779287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7185666033959798572&amp;postID=8584906004989779287&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7185666033959798572/posts/default/8584906004989779287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7185666033959798572/posts/default/8584906004989779287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heathdoggy.blogspot.com/2009/03/so-this-one-time.html' title='so this one time;'/><author><name>Heather Leith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04277757576455317895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3T2MzS_kdAg/Tr9lOxffPzI/AAAAAAAAECg/dhlD1S6LJIA/s220/heather_085.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7185666033959798572.post-7977470366373559655</id><published>2009-03-17T19:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T19:20:47.810-07:00</updated><title type='text'>fret not grandma!</title><content type='html'>i am simply saying that i use myspace less and less and facebook more and more.&lt;br /&gt;my opinion of blogging has not changed.&lt;br /&gt;and i will teach you facebook next time you're here!&lt;br /&gt;here's a picture to console you:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/ScBaYRwERhI/AAAAAAAADik/81HGIMbcWw0/s1600-h/Polaroid_by_cloudeeuh.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 325px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/ScBaYRwERhI/AAAAAAAADik/81HGIMbcWw0/s400/Polaroid_by_cloudeeuh.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314346933425554962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is it not a beaut?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7185666033959798572-7977470366373559655?l=heathdoggy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heathdoggy.blogspot.com/feeds/7977470366373559655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7185666033959798572&amp;postID=7977470366373559655&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7185666033959798572/posts/default/7977470366373559655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7185666033959798572/posts/default/7977470366373559655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heathdoggy.blogspot.com/2009/03/fret-not-grandma.html' title='fret not grandma!'/><author><name>Heather Leith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04277757576455317895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3T2MzS_kdAg/Tr9lOxffPzI/AAAAAAAAECg/dhlD1S6LJIA/s220/heather_085.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/ScBaYRwERhI/AAAAAAAADik/81HGIMbcWw0/s72-c/Polaroid_by_cloudeeuh.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7185666033959798572.post-975940728174701087</id><published>2009-03-17T17:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T17:46:09.183-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i have come to realize</title><content type='html'>that facebook is way better than myspace.&lt;br /&gt;myspace is like the ottoman empire in the nineteenth century...the sickman of the internet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7185666033959798572-975940728174701087?l=heathdoggy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heathdoggy.blogspot.com/feeds/975940728174701087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7185666033959798572&amp;postID=975940728174701087&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7185666033959798572/posts/default/975940728174701087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7185666033959798572/posts/default/975940728174701087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heathdoggy.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-have-come-to-realize.html' title='i have come to realize'/><author><name>Heather Leith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04277757576455317895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3T2MzS_kdAg/Tr9lOxffPzI/AAAAAAAAECg/dhlD1S6LJIA/s220/heather_085.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7185666033959798572.post-1281908615175617834</id><published>2009-03-16T17:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T18:50:28.553-07:00</updated><title type='text'>thank you blythe hill!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/Sb71Bo3f4jI/AAAAAAAADic/LVnzV4424vg/s1600-h/Picture+1.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 277px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/Sb71Bo3f4jI/AAAAAAAADic/LVnzV4424vg/s400/Picture+1.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313954018842632754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;polyvore.com.&lt;br /&gt;go to it.&lt;br /&gt;it is where they give you billions of clothing and accessory options and you make an outfit and stuff! yeahh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so this one, i have determined, is my ideal outfit.&lt;br /&gt;simple.&lt;br /&gt;laid-back.&lt;br /&gt;bright cardigan.&lt;br /&gt;beaut ring.&lt;br /&gt;flowery little clutch thing.&lt;br /&gt;some glads.&lt;br /&gt;skinny jeans.&lt;br /&gt;and some artistic powder in the background.&lt;br /&gt;what more can a girl ask for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7185666033959798572-1281908615175617834?l=heathdoggy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heathdoggy.blogspot.com/feeds/1281908615175617834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7185666033959798572&amp;postID=1281908615175617834&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7185666033959798572/posts/default/1281908615175617834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7185666033959798572/posts/default/1281908615175617834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heathdoggy.blogspot.com/2009/03/thank-you-blythe-hill.html' title='thank you blythe hill!'/><author><name>Heather Leith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04277757576455317895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3T2MzS_kdAg/Tr9lOxffPzI/AAAAAAAAECg/dhlD1S6LJIA/s220/heather_085.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/Sb71Bo3f4jI/AAAAAAAADic/LVnzV4424vg/s72-c/Picture+1.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7185666033959798572.post-2653070396837077236</id><published>2009-03-16T15:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T15:57:00.076-07:00</updated><title type='text'>thank you mother.</title><content type='html'>i have been informed that &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm2009006/"&gt;demetrius grosse&lt;/a&gt; is the guy that i read with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he has been on ER, Lost, Bones, CSI Miami...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;impressive.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7185666033959798572-2653070396837077236?l=heathdoggy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heathdoggy.blogspot.com/feeds/2653070396837077236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7185666033959798572&amp;postID=2653070396837077236&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7185666033959798572/posts/default/2653070396837077236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7185666033959798572/posts/default/2653070396837077236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heathdoggy.blogspot.com/2009/03/thank-you-mother.html' title='thank you mother.'/><author><name>Heather Leith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04277757576455317895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3T2MzS_kdAg/Tr9lOxffPzI/AAAAAAAAECg/dhlD1S6LJIA/s220/heather_085.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7185666033959798572.post-5188896653684096371</id><published>2009-03-15T15:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T16:09:01.505-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i like big 80's sweaters</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/Sb2CJ_5-U-I/AAAAAAAADiU/T8XrVXOuOu0/s1600-h/happiness_by_andrika.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 335px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/Sb2CJ_5-U-I/AAAAAAAADiU/T8XrVXOuOu0/s400/happiness_by_andrika.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313546243652080610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because i am wearing one right now and it is very comfortable.&lt;br /&gt;moving on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm sure you would all just love to know what has been the haps lately!&lt;br /&gt;here&lt;br /&gt;we&lt;br /&gt;gooo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;c a s t i n g&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last friday i didn't go to school. instead i went to hollywood to help my brother ryan with the casting of a movie he's directing. i was the person that reads the lines with the actors while they're auditioning, and guesss whattt. &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0629634/"&gt;Lance Nichols&lt;/a&gt;, the guy who plays the preacher from Bejamin Button tryed out! goodness gracious, it was so cool to read lines with him. what in the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also, this guy with a recurring role on Lost auditioned...but i couldn't find him on IMDB. his name is dimitrius something. he was amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aaand one of the best actors of the two days of casting told ryan to tell me that if i ever wanted to get into the acting business, he would be happy to connect me with people because he said that the way i read the lines and acted with him helped him do his best. so that was reeeally exciting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh! and there was a role of a little girl to cast, so all these cute children came in with their stage moms and their little headshots. the life i have always wished i had as a child. sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what a cool experience it all was, though. being one of the people that sits behind the table instead of stands in front of it. seeing person after person after person and noticing what really stands out in an audition. realizing what directors are looking for. what not to do in an audition. these are the things i will take with me for auditions in the future...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and secondly.&lt;br /&gt;f u l l e r t o n  t h e a t e r  f e s t i v a l&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for comedy sportz, we competed in this theater festival in fullerton. hence the name, fullerton theater festival.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was full of weird theater kids with shirts that said "drama llamas strike back!" "we cause all the drama at la costa high school" "thespians do it onstage" "got drama?" "you know you're a theater kid when..." "i can't, i have rehearsal"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeahhh....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was really fun though. both of our teams moved on to finals, and we did really really well, but the judges honestly do not understand improv and we didn't even place. it was ridiculous. seriously, our scenes were hilarious and they made sense. and we didn't use controversial topics or insulting accents (like everyone else). when we got our score sheets back, they had dumb comments on them like "it's best not to play an object."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....seriously? objects are the funniest part. whatever fullerton, do what you want, we had fun anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so there you have it, the two big events of heather leith's week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;[ additional thoughts ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;- i like t.swift more and more each day. AH she's so great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- i have discovered revolutionary lotion that makes my hands incredibly soft. grapefruit something from origins. i do not want to walk upstairs and look at the exact name...but it's in a clearish tub with an orange lid. if anyone wants amazing hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- the story of Ruth in the Bible is really good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- i am going to New Mexico this spring break! we are going to live on a Navajo reservation and help the people there and tell them about the Lord. i'm excited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- the new facebook layout is horrible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- My Life Would Suck Without You by Kelly Clarkson is not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- i'm still thinking about taylor swift and how much i like her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- and now i'm thinking about miley cyrus and how much i do not like her and how ridiculous it is that she wrote a MEMOIR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- i like magazines. a lot. i really want to work for one as a career.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- i had a dream that i drove by myself while i still had my permit...and i spent the whole dream trying to cover that fact up and lying to everyone! cool!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- which reminds me, i cannot wait till this summer when i have my license and can drive myself anywhere whenever i want! granted that i have a car available. i will not have a car, unless i want to get a job and buy one myself. i need to find a good job. i want a really fun one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright it has been real. have a good day friends!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7185666033959798572-5188896653684096371?l=heathdoggy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heathdoggy.blogspot.com/feeds/5188896653684096371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7185666033959798572&amp;postID=5188896653684096371&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7185666033959798572/posts/default/5188896653684096371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7185666033959798572/posts/default/5188896653684096371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heathdoggy.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-like-big-80s-sweaters.html' title='i like big 80&apos;s sweaters'/><author><name>Heather Leith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04277757576455317895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3T2MzS_kdAg/Tr9lOxffPzI/AAAAAAAAECg/dhlD1S6LJIA/s220/heather_085.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/Sb2CJ_5-U-I/AAAAAAAADiU/T8XrVXOuOu0/s72-c/happiness_by_andrika.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7185666033959798572.post-7560868031937309981</id><published>2009-03-10T22:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T22:47:35.040-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i'll come back with a bang.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;here are some pictures we took for comedy sportz for the yearbook...the second one is the only one i'm actually using though. the other ones were us utilizing the fancy (for lack of a more refined word) camera.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/SbdPhvIwbfI/AAAAAAAADiM/F7ME5pCX0TM/s1600-h/cszzzzzzzzzz.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/SbdPhvIwbfI/AAAAAAAADiM/F7ME5pCX0TM/s400/cszzzzzzzzzz.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311801726514261490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;team shot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/SbdPhQOR0EI/AAAAAAAADiE/pa7xSVpUWxw/s1600-h/CsZzzzzzzz.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/SbdPhQOR0EI/AAAAAAAADiE/pa7xSVpUWxw/s400/CsZzzzzzzz.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311801718215921730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we did not plan this. matt said "jump," we jumped. and we did the exact same thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/SbdPM-eArDI/AAAAAAAADh8/Ui61B4e8e2k/s1600-h/cs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 301px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/SbdPM-eArDI/AAAAAAAADh8/Ui61B4e8e2k/s400/cs.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311801369852685362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"i'm so kewl, i hang with seniorzz."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/SbdPMq_GZsI/AAAAAAAADh0/rmzTZ_DoKho/s1600-h/comedy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/SbdPMq_GZsI/AAAAAAAADh0/rmzTZ_DoKho/s400/comedy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311801364622763714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/SbdPMpL4zMI/AAAAAAAADhs/V5eULQZOGmY/s1600-h/comedy2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/SbdPMpL4zMI/AAAAAAAADhs/V5eULQZOGmY/s400/comedy2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311801364139527362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/SbdPMHrnZXI/AAAAAAAADhk/n6oCI-ystlI/s1600-h/comedy3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/SbdPMHrnZXI/AAAAAAAADhk/n6oCI-ystlI/s400/comedy3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311801355145799026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/SbdPL0g4W8I/AAAAAAAADhc/HID33noOtqQ/s1600-h/comedy4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/SbdPL0g4W8I/AAAAAAAADhc/HID33noOtqQ/s400/comedy4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311801350000499650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/SbdOc0RHxoI/AAAAAAAADhU/UrwR7pXhfdA/s1600-h/cszzzz.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/SbdOc0RHxoI/AAAAAAAADhU/UrwR7pXhfdA/s400/cszzzz.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311800542480549506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/SbdOchrvEjI/AAAAAAAADhM/FSEe1ExXmVY/s1600-h/GetAttachment-6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/SbdOchrvEjI/AAAAAAAADhM/FSEe1ExXmVY/s400/GetAttachment-6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311800537491903026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;romeo save me, they're trying to tell me how to feel...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/SbdOcqzI1iI/AAAAAAAADhE/UF0RuSKvNeE/s1600-h/cszz.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/SbdOcqzI1iI/AAAAAAAADhE/UF0RuSKvNeE/s400/cszz.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311800539938870818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/SbdOcRzYmfI/AAAAAAAADg8/aH0yAvR2f9Y/s1600-h/csz.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/SbdOcRzYmfI/AAAAAAAADg8/aH0yAvR2f9Y/s400/csz.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311800533229017586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/SbdOcBWLrhI/AAAAAAAADg0/dGgD1DBMvOA/s1600-h/GetAttachment-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/SbdOcBWLrhI/AAAAAAAADg0/dGgD1DBMvOA/s400/GetAttachment-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311800528811568658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there you have it ladies and gentlemen. i have many reasons why i have not blogged in a week and a day, and that is to be explained tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7185666033959798572-7560868031937309981?l=heathdoggy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heathdoggy.blogspot.com/feeds/7560868031937309981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7185666033959798572&amp;postID=7560868031937309981&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7185666033959798572/posts/default/7560868031937309981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7185666033959798572/posts/default/7560868031937309981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heathdoggy.blogspot.com/2009/03/ill-come-back-with-bang.html' title='i&apos;ll come back with a bang.'/><author><name>Heather Leith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04277757576455317895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3T2MzS_kdAg/Tr9lOxffPzI/AAAAAAAAECg/dhlD1S6LJIA/s220/heather_085.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/SbdPhvIwbfI/AAAAAAAADiM/F7ME5pCX0TM/s72-c/cszzzzzzzzzz.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7185666033959798572.post-2776799899431234687</id><published>2009-03-02T18:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T18:01:40.103-08:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm embarrassed.</title><content type='html'>my blog circa 8th grade and some of ninth is so weird. i was not normal. why didn't anyone tell me?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7185666033959798572-2776799899431234687?l=heathdoggy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heathdoggy.blogspot.com/feeds/2776799899431234687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7185666033959798572&amp;postID=2776799899431234687&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7185666033959798572/posts/default/2776799899431234687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7185666033959798572/posts/default/2776799899431234687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heathdoggy.blogspot.com/2009/03/im-embarrassed.html' title='i&apos;m embarrassed.'/><author><name>Heather Leith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04277757576455317895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3T2MzS_kdAg/Tr9lOxffPzI/AAAAAAAAECg/dhlD1S6LJIA/s220/heather_085.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7185666033959798572.post-1980114826963859916</id><published>2009-03-01T20:19:00.003-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T20:19:54.360-08:00</updated><title type='text'>if i could...</title><content type='html'>i would shove the conspirators aside and stab julius caesar myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this book is not fun at all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7185666033959798572-1980114826963859916?l=heathdoggy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heathdoggy.blogspot.com/feeds/1980114826963859916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7185666033959798572&amp;postID=1980114826963859916&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7185666033959798572/posts/default/1980114826963859916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7185666033959798572/posts/default/1980114826963859916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heathdoggy.blogspot.com/2009/03/if-i-could.html' title='if i could...'/><author><name>Heather Leith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04277757576455317895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3T2MzS_kdAg/Tr9lOxffPzI/AAAAAAAAECg/dhlD1S6LJIA/s220/heather_085.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7185666033959798572.post-6340471490916127970</id><published>2009-02-28T11:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-28T11:36:53.408-08:00</updated><title type='text'>chi alpha pictures!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/SamR722RxcI/AAAAAAAADgk/uts4eeNdfy0/s1600-h/n1476496447_2151249_869987.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/SamR722RxcI/AAAAAAAADgk/uts4eeNdfy0/s400/n1476496447_2151249_869987.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307934093354321346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;my small group!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/SamR7or-s2I/AAAAAAAADgc/4CNao9lA60o/s1600-h/n1476496447_2151238_4207469.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/SamR7or-s2I/AAAAAAAADgc/4CNao9lA60o/s400/n1476496447_2151238_4207469.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307934089553032034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/SamR7W2obwI/AAAAAAAADgU/DzLky4xufb4/s1600-h/n1111210642_316458_997.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/SamR7W2obwI/AAAAAAAADgU/DzLky4xufb4/s400/n1111210642_316458_997.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307934084765871874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so this one time, i went outside with wet hair, and my hair froze. into icicles. it was weird. and i was scared it would snap off. but it didn't. okay great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/SamR7dXuZUI/AAAAAAAADgM/60t4na8KF6o/s1600-h/n1111210642_316450_8983.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" 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href='http://heathdoggy.blogspot.com/feeds/6340471490916127970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7185666033959798572&amp;postID=6340471490916127970&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7185666033959798572/posts/default/6340471490916127970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7185666033959798572/posts/default/6340471490916127970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heathdoggy.blogspot.com/2009/02/chi-alpha-pictures.html' title='chi alpha pictures!'/><author><name>Heather Leith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04277757576455317895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3T2MzS_kdAg/Tr9lOxffPzI/AAAAAAAAECg/dhlD1S6LJIA/s220/heather_085.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Tn4qDHFdIB4/SamR722RxcI/AAAAAAAADgk/uts4eeNdfy0/s72-c/n1476496447_2151249_869987.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7185666033959798572.post-6045743959235161675</id><published>2009-02-23T19:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T19:38:39.018-08:00</updated><title type='text'>i have come to the conclusion</title><content type='html'>that everyone i know who is a fan of taylor swift (myself included) does not want to like her, but they do. they can't help but love her music, despite their predisposition on her and her cheesiness. true, her lyrics can be cheesy and cliche and times, but i love them nonetheless. and they speak volumes, in my humble opinion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and plus, she is gorgeous and from what i have seen, she's funny and seems like a nice girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;am i right or am i right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7185666033959798572-6045743959235161675?l=heathdoggy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heathdoggy.blogspot.com/feeds/6045743959235161675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7185666033959798572&amp;postID=6045743959235161675&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7185666033959798572/posts/default/6045743959235161675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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zac efron, and vanessa hudgens are here. please. they have no business attending the oscars.&lt;br /&gt;oh, and have you heard that miley is writing a MEMOIR? what has she been through in life? that's unjust.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway.&lt;br /&gt;slumdog millionaire has thus far won three awards. let's hope that there is more to come...&lt;br /&gt;wooooooooo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7185666033959798572-8550236338921707499?l=heathdoggy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heathdoggy.blogspot.com/feeds/8550236338921707499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7185666033959798572&amp;postID=8550236338921707499&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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type='text'>taken from facebook</title><content type='html'>Rules&lt;br /&gt;It's harder than it looks! Copy to your own note, erase my answers, enter yours using the first letter of your first name, and tag 10 people. Use the first letter of your name to answer each of the following questions. They have to be real. . .nothing made up! If the person before you had the same first initial, you must use different answers. You cannot use any word twice and you can't use your name for the boy/girl name question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. What is your name: Heather&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. A four Letter Word: Hark&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. A boy's Name: Hayden&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. A girl's Name: Hailey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. An occupation: Horticulture expert&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. A color: Heather Grey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Something you wear: Hat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. A food: Halibut&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Something found in the bathroom: Hand soap&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. A place: Heaven&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. A reason for being late: Helping the homeless&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Something you shout: Hey!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. A movie title: Harry Potter and the Sorcerer's Stone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Something you drink: Hansen's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. A musical group: Hillsong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. An animal: Heffalump&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. A street name: Heather Glen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. A type of car: Hybrid&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. A song title: Hey There Delilah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. A verb: Heckle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tag YOU.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7185666033959798572-5460461667432856814?l=heathdoggy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heathdoggy.blogspot.com/feeds/5460461667432856814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7185666033959798572&amp;postID=5460461667432856814&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7185666033959798572/posts/default/5460461667432856814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7185666033959798572/posts/default/5460461667432856814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heathdoggy.blogspot.com/2009/02/taken-from-facebook.html' title='taken from facebook'/><author><name>Heather Leith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04277757576455317895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3T2MzS_kdAg/Tr9lOxffPzI/AAAAAAAAECg/dhlD1S6LJIA/s220/heather_085.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7185666033959798572.post-3250073048170970074</id><published>2009-02-20T22:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T22:45:24.756-08:00</updated><title type='text'>futtrup!</title><content type='html'>the following stories displays, yet again, how dumb i truly am:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was at comedy sportz tonight at mission to support michael munton. he played during first half. so second half came around, and they were playing town meeting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and in town meeting the players go out into the audience and sit on them, lay across them, etc.&lt;br /&gt;so here's the thing.&lt;br /&gt;michael was not onstage anymore&lt;br /&gt;but for some reason, even though i was fully aware of this fact, i forgot for a second and thought he was onstage. so i wanted him to come sit by us, so i was like "MICHAEL! MICHAEL! RIGHT HERE! MICHAEL!" i YELLED it. and mission isn't rowdy at games like we are, so it was relatively calm. so mid-yell i realized...michael is not onstage anymore, remember heather?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i stopped abruptly and silence ensued and the audience was confused as to why i was yelling at the players, none of which was michael. so i laughed at myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cool.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7185666033959798572-3250073048170970074?l=heathdoggy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heathdoggy.blogspot.com/feeds/3250073048170970074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7185666033959798572&amp;postID=3250073048170970074&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7185666033959798572/posts/default/3250073048170970074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7185666033959798572/posts/default/3250073048170970074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heathdoggy.blogspot.com/2009/02/futtrup.html' title='futtrup!'/><author><name>Heather Leith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04277757576455317895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3T2MzS_kdAg/Tr9lOxffPzI/AAAAAAAAECg/dhlD1S6LJIA/s220/heather_085.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7185666033959798572.post-7551847454441300627</id><published>2009-02-20T22:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T22:13:06.119-08:00</updated><title type='text'>i hate</title><content type='html'>that chipotle is so cliche.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7185666033959798572-7551847454441300627?l=heathdoggy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heathdoggy.blogspot.com/feeds/7551847454441300627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7185666033959798572&amp;postID=7551847454441300627&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7185666033959798572/posts/default/7551847454441300627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7185666033959798572/posts/default/7551847454441300627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heathdoggy.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-hate.html' title='i hate'/><author><name>Heather Leith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04277757576455317895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3T2MzS_kdAg/Tr9lOxffPzI/AAAAAAAAECg/dhlD1S6LJIA/s220/heather_085.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7185666033959798572.post-8918305035916940633</id><published>2009-02-16T10:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T10:11:12.279-08:00</updated><title type='text'>it's been much too long.</title><content type='html'>but, my friends, that is not my problem, because i was at Chi Alpha, also known as a church retreat, also known as GREATEST 3 DAYS EVER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i would love to discuss it with you all, but i'm tired tired tired seeing as we went to bed at 4 AM and got up at 7 AM. and we slept in The Refinery (the student building) because if we stayed up in Big Bear where the retreat was, we'd still be there, snowed in from a blizzard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but it was so much fun! i'll hit this here blog up in the very near future. once my brain starts functioning again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7185666033959798572-8918305035916940633?l=heathdoggy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heathdoggy.blogspot.com/feeds/8918305035916940633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7185666033959798572&amp;postID=8918305035916940633&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7185666033959798572/posts/default/8918305035916940633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7185666033959798572/posts/default/8918305035916940633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heathdoggy.blogspot.com/2009/02/its-been-much-too-long.html' title='it&apos;s been much too long.'/><author><name>Heather Leith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04277757576455317895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3T2MzS_kdAg/Tr9lOxffPzI/AAAAAAAAECg/dhlD1S6LJIA/s220/heather_085.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7185666033959798572.post-4850289848795707901</id><published>2009-02-10T18:01:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T18:03:59.432-08:00</updated><title type='text'>winter formal pictures!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span&gt;you can see all of them by looking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=58689&amp;amp;id=561246488&amp;amp;l=f900b"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=58689&amp;amp;id=561246488&amp;amp;l=f900b"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span&gt; and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=58696&amp;amp;id=561246488&amp;amp;l=c6fa3"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span&gt;, even if you don't have a facebook.&lt;br /&gt;they were all taken by &lt;a href="http://www.shannonleith.com"&gt;shannon leith.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhh i love them so much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7185666033959798572-4850289848795707901?l=heathdoggy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heathdoggy.blogspot.com/feeds/4850289848795707901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3T2MzS_kdAg/Tr9lOxffPzI/AAAAAAAAECg/dhlD1S6LJIA/s220/heather_085.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7185666033959798572.post-6920227525043671369</id><published>2009-02-08T02:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T02:21:53.177-08:00</updated><title type='text'>winter formal!</title><content type='html'>was so fun!&lt;br /&gt;pictures by the wonderful shannon leith to come soon,&lt;br /&gt;have a great day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7185666033959798572-6920227525043671369?l=heathdoggy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heathdoggy.blogspot.com/feeds/6920227525043671369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7185666033959798572&amp;postID=6920227525043671369&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7185666033959798572/posts/default/6920227525043671369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7185666033959798572/posts/default/6920227525043671369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heathdoggy.blogspot.com/2009/02/winter-formal.html' title='winter formal!'/><author><name>Heather Leith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04277757576455317895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3T2MzS_kdAg/Tr9lOxffPzI/AAAAAAAAECg/dhlD1S6LJIA/s220/heather_085.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7185666033959798572.post-287455772024353476</id><published>2009-02-05T17:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T17:06:00.656-08:00</updated><title type='text'>one of the few times i have cracked up by myself for 5 minutes after watching something funny</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i absolutely DIED while watching this. then after, reading the comments, i kept laughing. and i am all by myself. i just burst out laughing again, just thinking about it. it's THAT good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/txqiwrbYGrs&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/txqiwrbYGrs&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i feel funny....WHY is this happening to me?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7185666033959798572-287455772024353476?l=heathdoggy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heathdoggy.blogspot.com/feeds/287455772024353476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7185666033959798572&amp;postID=287455772024353476&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7185666033959798572/posts/default/287455772024353476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7185666033959798572/posts/default/287455772024353476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heathdoggy.blogspot.com/2009/02/one-of-few-times-i-have-cracked-up-by.html' title='one of the few times i have cracked up by myself for 5 minutes after watching something funny'/><author><name>Heather Leith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04277757576455317895</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3T2MzS_kdAg/Tr9lOxffPzI/AAAAAAAAECg/dhlD1S6LJIA/s220/heather_085.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7185666033959798572.post-2006892363923836041</id><published>2009-02-02T16:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T16:10:49.075-08:00</updated><title type='text'>guess who is coming to sri lanka with me?</title><content type='html'>MELISSA CRIPE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am ecstatic.&lt;br /&gt;one month in a remote country with one of my best friends.&lt;br /&gt;gracious me, i'm thrilled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the Lord is so good.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7185666033959798572-2006892363923836041?l=heathdoggy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heathdoggy.blogspot.com/feeds/2006892363923836041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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