<?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-5694499</id><updated>2011-04-21T17:06:41.672-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tim's Journal Thing</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timoteo94.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694499/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timoteo94.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Tim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>52</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5694499.post-107256617951324098</id><published>2003-12-27T15:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-27T15:04:02.246-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well I am finally getting over being sick, it has been a while, but I am good now.  I think the worst day was probably last Saturday, I went to see Lord of the Rings with Geoff and Jimmy, but I got during the movie I was really cold and after I went home and I had a 103 fever, so I went to bed and had a really delirious dream about the movie and I woke up and I was drenched in sweat, my bed was soaked, but my fever was gone.  Nothing too exciting this week, until Christmas.  For Christmas my whole family came over, I got $100, an iPod and some books, so I am pretty happy,  Right now I am really bored so I decided to write in this. Have a good vacation everyone!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5694499-107256617951324098?l=timoteo94.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694499/posts/default/107256617951324098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694499/posts/default/107256617951324098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timoteo94.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107256617951324098' title=''/><author><name>Tim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5694499.post-107163388404691422</id><published>2003-12-16T20:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-16T20:05:36.106-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I got presents for everyone, well I had $20, but if you want something (or expect something in return).  Then just let me know and i will make it more personal, ok? Good.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5694499-107163388404691422?l=timoteo94.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694499/posts/default/107163388404691422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694499/posts/default/107163388404691422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timoteo94.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107163388404691422' title=''/><author><name>Tim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5694499.post-107163304876220216</id><published>2003-12-16T19:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-16T19:51:40.153-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey everyone, I have been really busy lately so I haven't been able to update in a while.  But so here it goes: pretty good week last week, nothing too exciting, it was my first weekend in a long time that I did not have anything to do, so I got to catch up on my sleep, which was very much needed.  I also went shopping with my mom, and I got my Christmas present, a new watch, which is exactly what I wanted, so =P.  And while I was there I saw the coolest girls, ok so they are just pretty cool, but anyways hey KIDS, haha.  Monday was pretty good, I successfully fell asleep 20 minutes into my English period, and I woke up with 4 minutes left.  Then I was off to the XC banquet and I got an award, in fact it is the third time I got the CHAMPIONS award, it stands for something but I have no idea.  Well Tuesday, it wasn't too super awesome McCool, but I still had a lot of fun.  Anyways I don't have much more to write, unless you all care about the lady situation, HAHA, big joke, there isn't one, yeah bet you cared about that, anyways I did this just for my two complaining sophomore buddies, yeah that's right you know who you are...  Anyways I have to write and memorize my closing for Mock Trial, so bye kiddies!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5694499-107163304876220216?l=timoteo94.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694499/posts/default/107163304876220216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694499/posts/default/107163304876220216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timoteo94.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107163304876220216' title=''/><author><name>Tim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5694499.post-107084211740907724</id><published>2003-12-07T16:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-07T16:10:51.826-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wow ONLY 2 MORE WEEKS OF SCHOOL, THEN I CAN SLEEP ALL DAY!&lt;br /&gt;So it was a pretty good week, I didn't do much .... homework that is, haha. On Monday, I got a haircut, oh you didn't notice? That's ok it isn't much different, but I like it shorter. Tuesday I Academic Decathlon "practice" (that means we get together and study), there's a cute girl in AcaDeca, haha, you know who you are. Yeah, GO DUCK!( Decathlete Underdogs Chose Korrectly)  Wednesday I had Mock Trial, and we got bitched at because nobody is prepared (except for me, HAHA, in your face!)  Thursday I went for a ride down to Mt. SAC with Cody, Jeff, Marshall, and Myles, we talked about stuff, mostly running, and picked up our numbers for Saturday.  Friday I sat on my butt at home, what a surprise.  Saturday was Footlocker, and I finally broke 20:00, but lost to almost every other boy that ran, oh well, I BROKE 20! After I went to my Grandma's and put up her Christmas lights, and came home and watched the Italian job with my brother, it was a good movie... "Speakers so loud they blow women's clothes off..."  HAHA, gotta get me some of those.  And Sunday I sat around and worked on Mock Trial stuff, trying to decide whether or not I am going to church, I told someone that I would...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause it's time, it's time in time with your time and its news is captured for the queen to use.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5694499-107084211740907724?l=timoteo94.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694499/posts/default/107084211740907724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694499/posts/default/107084211740907724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timoteo94.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107084211740907724' title=''/><author><name>Tim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5694499.post-107024186125530951</id><published>2003-11-30T17:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-30T17:24:57.153-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi Everyone! State was so much fun, the girls did really well, they tied for fifth.  Hopefully next year the boys will go, and I might be on it, that would be cool.  Pretty good four day weekend for me, I didn't even have to sit around once.  Well except for right now that is, but that's ok.  Thanksgiving was really goood, my mom made a lot of food, and all my cousins came over.  We found the OLD projector we have and hooked up the DVD playe and watched Terminator 3 on the wall, there's nothing quite like an incredibly huge Arnold.  Friday I rode the bus to the state meet, we watched Finding Nemo, which I saw for the first time, it was pretty good, and Without Limits, I liked it, but I was dissapointed, it could have been better.  We got to the course and Coach had us run a time trial and I did really crappy, now I am worried about sub 20 at Footlocker, but I can still do it... I think.  Friday night we went to some place called Boomers! and got pretty ripped off, but I still had a lot of fun.  I played miniature golf, raced go karts, played laser tag(Matt beat me in everything) and the whole time I wore Kathryn's pink scarf, which in no way shows my sexual preference, haha!  Saturday was the meet, I tried really hard to run everywhere I could for the girls, but I could barely see the finish.  The ride back was pretty fun we watched Home Alone and The Bourne Identity, which wer okay.  SUnday morning I helped my Dad put up the Christmas lights and then Alan and Dan came over to work on our history project.  Now I am sitting here, working on Mock Trial stuff, I really want to impress the judge tomorrow, show her that I can actually work hard on stuff.  Anyways thanks for reading all of this, I realize it is quiet long.  Bye Bye, have fun with the rest of your weekend!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5694499-107024186125530951?l=timoteo94.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694499/posts/default/107024186125530951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694499/posts/default/107024186125530951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timoteo94.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#107024186125530951' title=''/><author><name>Tim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5694499.post-106946498609161760</id><published>2003-11-21T17:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-21T17:36:52.843-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well a pretty good week, I did a whole lot of nothing.  I waited until the last possible day to do my analysis for English, which was super fun... Anyways I wanted to go and see the girls run tomorrow at CIF FInals, but I have stupid Academic Decathlon Scrimmage, oh well.  But I really don't want to go it is going to be so stupid and boring.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5694499-106946498609161760?l=timoteo94.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694499/posts/default/106946498609161760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694499/posts/default/106946498609161760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timoteo94.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106946498609161760' title=''/><author><name>Tim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5694499.post-106887302936314064</id><published>2003-11-14T21:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-14T21:10:49.810-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wow another Friday night sitting here doing nothing, well who knows.  I could have gone to the game, but I didn't so I guess that is my fault.  Anyways I am watching some movie on television, with some guy that had sex with a mailbox and he is like an animal or something.  Oh well, see you later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5694499-106887302936314064?l=timoteo94.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694499/posts/default/106887302936314064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694499/posts/default/106887302936314064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timoteo94.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106887302936314064' title=''/><author><name>Tim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5694499.post-106861290427901503</id><published>2003-11-11T20:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-11T20:55:01.210-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So I decided to give this thing a new look, wanted to get rid of the ad at the top, but couldn't.  Anyways I think it looks pretty cool.  Any suggestions let me know.  I didn't do much today, sat around, did homework, took the dog to the vet and ate.  That's about it, oh well see you tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5694499-106861290427901503?l=timoteo94.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694499/posts/default/106861290427901503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694499/posts/default/106861290427901503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timoteo94.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106861290427901503' title=''/><author><name>Tim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5694499.post-106851095225118455</id><published>2003-11-10T16:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-10T16:35:49.593-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Tim was so learned, that he could name a horse in nine Languages. &lt;br /&gt;So ignorant, that he bought a cow to ride on. &lt;br /&gt;- Benjamin Franklin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Ok now I am really going.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5694499-106851095225118455?l=timoteo94.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694499/posts/default/106851095225118455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694499/posts/default/106851095225118455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timoteo94.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106851095225118455' title=''/><author><name>Tim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5694499.post-106851085906792618</id><published>2003-11-10T16:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-11T18:54:36.816-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi Everyone! Thanks for taking the time to read this, it really makes me feel....... special.  Anywho how is your life?  It seems all I ever do is complain about mine (but you knew that before you came here).  But really if you feel like complaining about something I'm all ears because I know I have been to just about everybody who will listen for the last week.  Thank you to everyone for putting up with it, I really appreciate it and you guys made me feel a lot better, it let me know who my true friends are.  Anyways I have to go back to school for Mock Trial because I am cool like that.  I might post tomorrow, but who knows. See you on Wednesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5694499-106851085906792618?l=timoteo94.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694499/posts/default/106851085906792618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694499/posts/default/106851085906792618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timoteo94.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106851085906792618' title=''/><author><name>Tim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5694499.post-106807869446680233</id><published>2003-11-05T16:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-05T16:31:32.563-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So I talked to her, it went pretty well.  Turns out she didn't kiss him, but oh well.  As one anonymous poster says in my Guestbook, "There are plenty of fish in the sea."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5694499-106807869446680233?l=timoteo94.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694499/posts/default/106807869446680233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694499/posts/default/106807869446680233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timoteo94.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106807869446680233' title=''/><author><name>Tim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5694499.post-106789517842462352</id><published>2003-11-03T13:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-03T16:52:31.633-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well I have been stalling and I guess now is as good as any to write this, I know some of you already know, but it has had such an enormous impact on my life that it is necessary for me to write it. I would really like to talk to her first, but oh well, it is too late.  So anyways here is my rant, and I am going to write it just like it was for that one person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would really like to say this to you in person, but I have never had the time or the place.  So if you read this imagine I am saying it to you. Did you ever plan on telling me? Or were you just going to continue leading me on with false hopes that we might be together someday? I liked you, I really did, for over a year, we got really close the last few months and I even asked you to Homecoming.... again. We had a good time and I really enjoyed myself, we held hands, I took you home, and we hugged, I said I would see you on Monday. And I did, we walked to class, before school and cross country were my times, but during school me and the rest of your friends were ditched, everyday, and when we tried to talk to you we were suddenly wasting your time. Friday was the worst though, you were walking with me and suddenly I hear, "Oh there you are."  I didn't even wait to see, I knew who it was and I just walked away, that was when I knew whatever we had, if we had anything at all, was over.  I don't really mind that there is another guy, but you could have told me.  How long did you plan on leading me along? Were you ever going to tell me the two of you were dating? For how long? I gave you plenty of oppurtunities, but you went along with me, who knows.  I just don't appreciate being treated like crap, and your friends are starting to feel the same way too. People had said "Oh, she likes you, it is obvious," and I was beginning to think that way myself, but I guess I was wrong.  In the past I have stood up for you, telling people that you are not a bitch when they say you are, but now I am not so sure....&lt;br /&gt;Now to find the courage to say that to her......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5694499-106789517842462352?l=timoteo94.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694499/posts/default/106789517842462352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694499/posts/default/106789517842462352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timoteo94.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106789517842462352' title=''/><author><name>Tim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5694499.post-106789444378894118</id><published>2003-11-03T13:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-03T13:20:42.296-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This week has been OK, I did a lot of stuff. On Wednesday I had a field trip for Academic Decathlon to see a concert, and I fell asleep.  Running the whole week was really messed up because of the fires and we couldn't go outside so I did treadmill running which is boring.  Friday I had Ventura County Championships and I came in 6th with a time that was OK for not running all week, 17:43.  After waiting for 2 more hours in the rain at Lake Casitas where the meet was the buses finally showed up and we went home.  After I came home and showered I went to the movies with Cathy, Mel, and Kathryn.  We saw School of Rock and it was a lot funnier than I thought it would be.  On the way home the roads were really slick and I turned left out of the Janss Mall onto Moorpark Road and my tires didn't get traction and the car did a complete 180.  I was then facing the wrong direction on Moorpark Road so I sped off the wrong way and eventually I caught up to Cathy, and she said, "Did u do that on purpose?" I told her, "Cathy, I couldn't do that if I tried." Saturday was alright, long run in the morning, then I sat around all day until my mom decided she wanted to go to Costco. Saw somebody there, decided I didn't want to talk to her.  Sunday was boring, my dad wanted to take the family on a drive so we drove everywhere and to a bunch of places that were burned by the fire.  Monday is pretty good so far. I watched the Matrix Reloaded because the new one is coming out soon and I am getting ready for practice.  I can't decide if I want to write the other thing without talking to her, but oh well, I'll do it on a new post in a few minutes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5694499-106789444378894118?l=timoteo94.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694499/posts/default/106789444378894118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694499/posts/default/106789444378894118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timoteo94.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106789444378894118' title=''/><author><name>Tim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5694499.post-106779639080705623</id><published>2003-11-02T10:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-02T10:06:29.690-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Pretty big week and weekend for me, had some major changes in my life. I will write about it later when I get home.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5694499-106779639080705623?l=timoteo94.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694499/posts/default/106779639080705623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694499/posts/default/106779639080705623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timoteo94.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106779639080705623' title=''/><author><name>Tim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5694499.post-106723717596802518</id><published>2003-10-26T22:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-10-26T22:46:15.083-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A very good weekend.  I went to Mt. SAC for a race on Saturday, we got there at like 7:00 and and walked down to where coach was and he told the JV runners that we were running at 7:29, not 8:06.  So I only had 30 minutes to warm up, but I still did pretty well. I got 17:13, 2 seconds off my PR and came in 8th in my race and 9th overall on our team.  We left Mt. SAC and we came back on the buses and it took a really long time because one broke down.  It was really weird when we drove by the huge smoke clouds too.  After that I came home and got ready for homecoming then went to Heather's house for dinner before the dance.  Dinner was good and then we went to the dance and I had a lot of fun.  When it was over a group from the XC team went to 7 Eleven.  I left first (thanks for making it akward guys).  Then I went to my friend's house and her mom was really worried about the fire.  Today was pretty boring, homework all day followed by a trip to my grandma's house.  Anyways it is getting late and &lt;em&gt;The Practice &lt;/em&gt;is almost over and I want to see the end. Goodnight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5694499-106723717596802518?l=timoteo94.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694499/posts/default/106723717596802518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694499/posts/default/106723717596802518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timoteo94.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106723717596802518' title=''/><author><name>Tim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5694499.post-106671003467393313</id><published>2003-10-20T21:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-10-20T21:20:34.640-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today was cool, well besides spending all of it in that pandemonium they call school. Cross Country was awesome, I found out that I get to run varsity which is so great.  Then we had the workout and it was way hard, and I fell and hurt my knee, but it is ok now.  Afterwards I went to 7 Eleven with the girls from our workout group (and I am proud to say I had the shortest shorts, even ask the firemen we saw).  When I was leaving some car pulled in next to me and was sticking out about 2 feet and then another pulled up behind me so I had like six feet to get out.  They weren't moving so I said screw it, I'm going for it.  And I backed up as far as I could then turned to get out and I could totally tell there wasn't enough room, but they weren't moving so I just kind of tapped her bumper and pushed my way out then left.  YAY! For hit and runs!  Then back at school I was screwing around in the parking lot and I ran into one of the cones and it got stuck under the car and the caution tape stretched so far.  Anyways after that I came home, then went to Mock trial and now I am sitting here doing homework. SUPER FUN!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5694499-106671003467393313?l=timoteo94.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694499/posts/default/106671003467393313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694499/posts/default/106671003467393313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timoteo94.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106671003467393313' title=''/><author><name>Tim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5694499.post-106670751372060700</id><published>2003-10-19T20:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-10-20T20:41:04.926-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This weekend was ok. PSATs, then Jack Ferrel's XC Relays when it was hot as hell on a long course and I got 19:59, but that is a minute faster than last year.  Today was a funfilled homework day, and I had to umpire a baseball game too. Anyways got some more work to do, ending with a quote from James Kim, "Nathaniel Hawthorne can fornicate himself with a metal pole."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5694499-106670751372060700?l=timoteo94.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694499/posts/default/106670751372060700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694499/posts/default/106670751372060700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timoteo94.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106670751372060700' title=''/><author><name>Tim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5694499.post-106658652099062657</id><published>2003-10-19T11:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-10-19T11:02:01.063-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i have it, will email when I am done, if you are reading this send me your stuff timoteo94@hotmail.com&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5694499-106658652099062657?l=timoteo94.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694499/posts/default/106658652099062657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694499/posts/default/106658652099062657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timoteo94.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106658652099062657' title=''/><author><name>Tim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5694499.post-106610430031456123</id><published>2003-10-13T21:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-10-13T21:05:00.433-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's not unusual to be loved by anyone&lt;br /&gt;It's not unusual to have fun with anyone&lt;br /&gt;But when I see you hanging about with anyone&lt;br /&gt;It's not unusual to see me cry,&lt;br /&gt;Oh I wanna die&lt;br /&gt;It's not unusual to go out at any time&lt;br /&gt;But when I see you out and about it's such a crime&lt;br /&gt;If you should ever want to be loved by anyone,&lt;br /&gt;It's not unusual it happens every day no matter what you say&lt;br /&gt;You find it happens all the time&lt;br /&gt;Love will never do what you want it to&lt;br /&gt;Why can't this crazy love be mine&lt;br /&gt;It's not unusual, to be mad with anyone&lt;br /&gt;It's not unusual, to be sad with anyone&lt;br /&gt;But if I ever find that you've changed at anytime&lt;br /&gt;It's not unusual to find out that I'm in love with you&lt;br /&gt;Whoa - oh - oh - oh - oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tom Jones is the shiznit!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5694499-106610430031456123?l=timoteo94.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694499/posts/default/106610430031456123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694499/posts/default/106610430031456123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timoteo94.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106610430031456123' title=''/><author><name>Tim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5694499.post-106598503491872510</id><published>2003-10-11T23:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-10-12T18:58:07.256-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just got back from Fresno I got 18:17 for the 5k and I was in first place (for the first 300m, and almost set a PR in the mile).  Then 100 people passed me!  I thought it was hilarious, anyways I have to go, c yah. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5694499-106598503491872510?l=timoteo94.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694499/posts/default/106598503491872510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694499/posts/default/106598503491872510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timoteo94.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106598503491872510' title=''/><author><name>Tim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5694499.post-106598297685787877</id><published>2003-10-08T21:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-10-12T11:22:56.770-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Had a race today in Simi Valley, I came in fourth and got 18:12, I had a lot o fun.  Afterwards I had Mock Trial practice, then I was off to Toppers. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5694499-106598297685787877?l=timoteo94.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694499/posts/default/106598297685787877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694499/posts/default/106598297685787877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timoteo94.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106598297685787877' title=''/><author><name>Tim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5694499.post-106533710554908580</id><published>2003-10-04T23:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-10-12T11:14:11.120-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Took this out, everything is better now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5694499-106533710554908580?l=timoteo94.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694499/posts/default/106533710554908580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694499/posts/default/106533710554908580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timoteo94.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106533710554908580' title=''/><author><name>Tim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5694499.post-106524535662166385</id><published>2003-10-03T22:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-10-03T22:29:16.360-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well had an awesome weekend and then a long boring week. Oregon was so cool, I had so much fun, and I ran a good race too. The plane ride up was really fun and the burgers were great! After that we went and had dinner in Portland, yum ketchup, honey, salt and pepper! Friday we went to the Nike World Headquarters there was so much stuff there, and the track with the forrest in the middle and all around it was neat, we should have that at our school. Who cares about football anyways, they suck.  I came in sixth place in the JV race and I was pretty happy. The rest of the trip and the ride home was okay, and I had a better seat on the way back too. One question I have for anyone that went is why does everyone keep asking me if I like her? Anyways up until yesterday this week was way boring.  My teachers decided we needed a lot of homework, oh well. The race on Thrusday was a good one for me, I would have done a lot better if a certain someone did not fall down *cough* Jeff *cough* Actually it wasn't that bad, i did pretty well and came in 3rd (which was the second time I have ever placed in the top 3). Anways I am really tired and I get more than 6 hours of sleep, YAY! Anyways I will write some more eventually, bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5694499-106524535662166385?l=timoteo94.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694499/posts/default/106524535662166385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694499/posts/default/106524535662166385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timoteo94.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106524535662166385' title=''/><author><name>Tim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5694499.post-106412637808833410</id><published>2003-09-20T23:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-09-20T23:39:37.686-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wow, I have not updated this thing in a really long time, so I decided to do it today when I should probably be sleeping. Anyways last Saturday was our first XC race at Mt. SAC I got 11:25 on the 2 mile course, and today was Mt. Carmel and I got 18:03 on the 2.95 mile course. I PR'd by 30 seconds at Mt. SAC and over a minute at Mt. Carmel. XC overnights are awesome! These last few weeks I have been busy with school, homework, and all my extracurriculars and such, but I am having a lot of fun and doing a lot of cool stuff.  I have a hard week ahead of me, lots of tests and junk. Luckily I get Friday off because we are leaving for Oregon. YES!!!!!! &lt;br /&gt;L2COJK7A61H&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5694499-106412637808833410?l=timoteo94.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694499/posts/default/106412637808833410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694499/posts/default/106412637808833410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timoteo94.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106412637808833410' title=''/><author><name>Tim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5694499.post-106334378293294567</id><published>2003-09-11T22:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-09-11T22:16:22.956-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ummm.... Haven't updated this thing in a while.  I'll do it either Saturaday or Sunday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5694499-106334378293294567?l=timoteo94.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694499/posts/default/106334378293294567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694499/posts/default/106334378293294567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timoteo94.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106334378293294567' title=''/><author><name>Tim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5694499.post-106307960910696140</id><published>2003-09-08T20:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-09-08T20:53:29.130-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Decided to get rid of this, I'll write some stuff later too busy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;America a place where:&lt;br /&gt;1. We can say what we want, as long as its what everyone else thinks. &lt;br /&gt;2. The bigger the car, the more American it is.&lt;br /&gt;3. Athletes get paid more than any cop, fireman, postal worker, soldier, immigrant worker or teacher will ever make in ten lives. &lt;br /&gt;4. Debauchery, greed, lust, and stuffing our faces is a way of life. &lt;br /&gt;5. We need a horrible terrorist attack to make us want to have our flag on our house. &lt;br /&gt;6. Who is sleeping with what celebrity is more important than world issues. &lt;br /&gt;7. We have the best schools, yet the dumbest kids.&lt;br /&gt;Did I miss any?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5694499-106307960910696140?l=timoteo94.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694499/posts/default/106307960910696140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694499/posts/default/106307960910696140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timoteo94.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106307960910696140' title=''/><author><name>Tim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5694499.post-106282636626025063</id><published>2003-09-05T22:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-09-05T22:32:46.233-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Crap too lazy to write in this thing what with school, homework, and running. So anyways I changed my schedule I have first period now, English, History, Math, Spanish, Physics, and Competitive Academics then XC. Anyways I have to go to bed, I have some stupid boring SAT class tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5694499-106282636626025063?l=timoteo94.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694499/posts/default/106282636626025063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694499/posts/default/106282636626025063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timoteo94.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106282636626025063' title=''/><author><name>Tim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5694499.post-106247900603388569</id><published>2003-09-01T22:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-09-01T22:03:25.990-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So ran this morning then came home and did homework the rest of the day. Fun fun.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5694499-106247900603388569?l=timoteo94.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694499/posts/default/106247900603388569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694499/posts/default/106247900603388569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timoteo94.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106247900603388569' title=''/><author><name>Tim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5694499.post-106245409731904868</id><published>2003-09-01T15:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-09-01T15:08:17.383-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wow, just got back from a long run to the beach, 16 miles. I'm going to just hang out for awhile. Crap I still have homework for every class, oh well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5694499-106245409731904868?l=timoteo94.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694499/posts/default/106245409731904868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694499/posts/default/106245409731904868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timoteo94.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106245409731904868' title=''/><author><name>Tim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5694499.post-106239511325462627</id><published>2003-08-31T22:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-08-31T22:45:13.290-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just watched a weird movie called 'Se7en.' Worth a rent if you feel like it, let me know if you have seen it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5694499-106239511325462627?l=timoteo94.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694499/posts/default/106239511325462627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694499/posts/default/106239511325462627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timoteo94.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106239511325462627' title=''/><author><name>Tim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5694499.post-106238914588804324</id><published>2003-08-31T21:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-08-31T21:05:45.920-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wow I have so much to write, I haven't written in this thing since Wednesday. Let's see how am I going to do this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thursday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First day of school, BOO! Anyways all my teachers are really cool and I think I am really going to enjoy this year. I almost died on the run today, not because it was hard, but it was so hot. Man, it's going to be like that for awhile. Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Friday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well school again not much new. Ran the 3.5 mile tempo in Wildwood and I got 25:04, that is about 7 minutes faster than when I last ran it in the summer before my sophomore year. Pretty cool, huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Saturday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well lock-in bowling today, it was pretty cool. My highest game was 151 and I won $1 from Mike, Eric, and Matt. It was pretty interesting when they were switching clothes, actually odd is a better word. Well after that I came home and left for my cousin's house for a family get together for Labor day. After that my parents and brother were going to a wedding, I couldn't go because I have to run on Monday. So I spent the night at my cousin's and hung out with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sunday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Came home, ran, met my goal, hung out with my Grandma, then came home and here I am. Anyways, beach run tomorrow, should be fun. See you there if you are a super cool XC runner, if not you're still super cool. See you later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5694499-106238914588804324?l=timoteo94.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694499/posts/default/106238914588804324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694499/posts/default/106238914588804324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timoteo94.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106238914588804324' title=''/><author><name>Tim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5694499.post-106237281929005737</id><published>2003-08-31T16:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-08-31T16:33:39.350-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just got back from running, I got my goal for the summer 753 miles! Sorry I haven't written in this for awhile, I'll do it later tonite. So until then have a good day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5694499-106237281929005737?l=timoteo94.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694499/posts/default/106237281929005737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694499/posts/default/106237281929005737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timoteo94.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106237281929005737' title=''/><author><name>Tim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5694499.post-106204937142045232</id><published>2003-08-27T22:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-08-27T22:42:51.453-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well today was the last day of summer and it wasn't that great. Let's see, I skipped morning practice, washed my car, went clothes shopping and then had XC practice. Boy was it hard today, 16 x 400m, and then a water work out. Oh well time to go to bed, we have school tomorrow. =(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5694499-106204937142045232?l=timoteo94.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694499/posts/default/106204937142045232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694499/posts/default/106204937142045232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timoteo94.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106204937142045232' title=''/><author><name>Tim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5694499.post-106196746181016459</id><published>2003-08-26T23:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-08-26T23:57:41.686-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well pretty boring day today.  Got up early, went to practice (lots of people today), came home and sat around. After that my mom, my brother, and I went to the Northridge mall. We got there, I got a cool Simpsons sticker and then my mom realized she didn't have her wallet. So we looked around and drove all the way home, and she found it sitting on her desk. Anyways I went to practice after thatand we did hill repeats at Body Focus, I did really well, but I still didn't get that invite to Oregon. Oh well. CRAP! ONLY ONE MORE DAY! &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5694499-106196746181016459?l=timoteo94.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694499/posts/default/106196746181016459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694499/posts/default/106196746181016459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timoteo94.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106196746181016459' title=''/><author><name>Tim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5694499.post-106188101722593320</id><published>2003-08-25T23:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-08-26T00:03:11.913-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Not too much today. Ran in the morning with Coach Keena, Johnny and Alyssa then I came home and helped around the house.  My mom needed me to run some errands for her, so I drove her and my brother around. After that I came home and Seb and Nick were at my house so we played basketball for awhile and then it was time for XC practice. We did the Watermelon run, we divide into teams and run with a watermelon and a cantaloupe and then eat them. So we did pretty well, we were first back with the cantaloupe and ate the whole thing, but it wasn't ours, so I had to run back and get ours. Our team was one of the first to finish the watermelon, so we might have been close to winning if we grabbed the right one. Oh well, no biggie. ONLY 2 MORE DAYS! DARN!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5694499-106188101722593320?l=timoteo94.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694499/posts/default/106188101722593320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694499/posts/default/106188101722593320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timoteo94.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106188101722593320' title=''/><author><name>Tim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5694499.post-106179444250895841</id><published>2003-08-24T23:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-08-24T23:54:02.416-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Very BORING day today. Didn't do much, slept till 11, washed the dog, slept more, then went shopping for school supplies, what a ripoff. Anyways I have to run tomorrow morning, so bye. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ONLY 3 MORE DAYS! CRAP!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5694499-106179444250895841?l=timoteo94.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694499/posts/default/106179444250895841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694499/posts/default/106179444250895841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timoteo94.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106179444250895841' title=''/><author><name>Tim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5694499.post-106170694842614906</id><published>2003-08-23T23:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-08-23T23:39:01.746-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wow, I am so tired right now, jeez I say that all the time.  Today was cool, had a LONG run in the morning then I came home and went to Chili's with my family. After that we went to the mall to get my brother some school clothes, I had already went on my own. We came home and my brother and I decided we wanted to go to Blockbuster, but we couldn't agree on any movies so we called my mom and she wanted to see &lt;em&gt;How to Lose a Guy in 10 Days&lt;/em&gt;.  I ended up just sitting in my room watching TV. Seriously, it's a chick-flick. 4 more days...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5694499-106170694842614906?l=timoteo94.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694499/posts/default/106170694842614906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694499/posts/default/106170694842614906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timoteo94.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106170694842614906' title=''/><author><name>Tim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5694499.post-106166826448973738</id><published>2003-08-23T12:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-08-23T12:51:04.526-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey guys! I'm pretty tired right now, I had a long run this morning with Catherine, Ashlee and Mrs. Bradshaw. Anyways I got some things to do so see yah later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5694499-106166826448973738?l=timoteo94.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694499/posts/default/106166826448973738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694499/posts/default/106166826448973738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timoteo94.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106166826448973738' title=''/><author><name>Tim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5694499.post-106161936544326602</id><published>2003-08-22T23:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-08-22T23:16:30.960-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Let's see, this morning at practice only Coach Keena and I were there and I did a long run with her.  After practice I went home, and then to the mall, and then the orthodontist (stupid retainer).  And after that I went to run. Nothing really fun today, oh well. Crap only 5 more days...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5694499-106161936544326602?l=timoteo94.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694499/posts/default/106161936544326602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694499/posts/default/106161936544326602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timoteo94.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106161936544326602' title=''/><author><name>Tim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5694499.post-106153555560192219</id><published>2003-08-21T23:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-08-21T23:59:15.556-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today was pretty cool.  I went to school to change my schedule and saw some friends I hadn't seen in awhile.  Anyways I have Physics 5th and Spanish 6th.  Practice was good, not many people went to the rope and ab workout after though. I came home ate, and had an interesting conversation with Julie. HAHA. Well, I'm a little tired so I'm gonna go to bed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5694499-106153555560192219?l=timoteo94.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694499/posts/default/106153555560192219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694499/posts/default/106153555560192219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timoteo94.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106153555560192219' title=''/><author><name>Tim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5694499.post-106148936532815855</id><published>2003-08-21T11:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-08-21T11:09:25.340-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://encarta.msn.com/encnet/features/columns/?article=IMshorthandmain"&gt;Interesting...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5694499-106148936532815855?l=timoteo94.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694499/posts/default/106148936532815855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694499/posts/default/106148936532815855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timoteo94.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106148936532815855' title=''/><author><name>Tim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5694499.post-106144921479015755</id><published>2003-08-21T00:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-08-21T00:01:13.990-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today, actually yesterday, was pretty cool, but I didn't do much.  I drove around for awhile, got my haircut and went running.  At practice we ran 24 x 200m (one lap around the track is 400) it was pretty hard and then we had aqua jogging. Anyways I got some things to do before I go to bed, so see you around.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5694499-106144921479015755?l=timoteo94.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694499/posts/default/106144921479015755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694499/posts/default/106144921479015755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timoteo94.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106144921479015755' title=''/><author><name>Tim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5694499.post-106136324205336335</id><published>2003-08-20T00:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-08-20T00:07:22.100-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well my dad called at like 3:00 and told me he had extra tickets to the Dodger game. I was upset because I thought I wouldn't be able to run, but I headed to Body Focus at like 3:45, and I did the workout minus the warm up so that's a little better.  But anyways the game was really cool, the Expos won and I ended up having alot of fun.  So see you around.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5694499-106136324205336335?l=timoteo94.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694499/posts/default/106136324205336335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694499/posts/default/106136324205336335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timoteo94.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106136324205336335' title=''/><author><name>Tim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5694499.post-106133319379508253</id><published>2003-08-19T15:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-08-20T00:08:56.113-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I found out like 5 minutes ago that I am going to the Dodger game, so no practice for me. Oh well. That just puts me farther behind, maybe I should go to Body Focus right now....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5694499-106133319379508253?l=timoteo94.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694499/posts/default/106133319379508253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694499/posts/default/106133319379508253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timoteo94.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106133319379508253' title=''/><author><name>Tim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5694499.post-106132363115349809</id><published>2003-08-19T13:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-08-19T13:08:46.530-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well so far so good today. Got up early, went for a run (just Matt, Mike and Keena today) and guess what: I made another smoothie that wasn't half bad.  After Big Bear I kinda got into making smoothies, so yeah.  Anyways this one was cranberry juice, banana, strawberries and blackberries.  After I ate I went to school to get my schedule, I've got US History AP, Math Analysis H, English 11AP, Spanish 3CP, and Physics AP (if you cared). Anyways I'm kinda hungry, so buh bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5694499-106132363115349809?l=timoteo94.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694499/posts/default/106132363115349809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694499/posts/default/106132363115349809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timoteo94.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106132363115349809' title=''/><author><name>Tim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5694499.post-106127386456383486</id><published>2003-08-18T23:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-08-19T13:09:38.193-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Let's see I was reading an article about Futurama and I thought this was particularly interesting, funny wahtever:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.msnbc.com/news/943788.asp?0dm=N348L"&gt;‘Futurama’ truly was ahead of its time&lt;/a&gt;: "“Futurama” informs us that, a thousand years from now, advertisements will be beamed into a sleeping person’s dreams.&lt;br /&gt;       “That’s awful!” says Fry. “It’s like brainwashing.”&lt;br /&gt;       “Didn’t you have ads in the 20th century?” asks Leela.&lt;br /&gt;       “Not in our dreams!” replies Fry. “Only on TV and radio. And in magazines. And movies. And at ballgames. And on buses. And milk cartons. And t-shirts. And bananas. And written on the sky. But not in dreams! No sirree!”"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5694499-106127386456383486?l=timoteo94.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694499/posts/default/106127386456383486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694499/posts/default/106127386456383486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timoteo94.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106127386456383486' title=''/><author><name>Tim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5694499.post-106126584803359087</id><published>2003-08-18T21:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-08-18T21:04:08.040-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well today started off pretty good, I ran, came home, made a smoothie, and noticed there was a new Strong Bad email (click &lt;a href="http://homestarrunner.com/sbemail81.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; if you have no idea what I'm talking about).  After that I headed to the mall with my brother, I'm his personal chauffeur, then to lunch at Quiznos. After that it went downhill, I went to the Urgent Care place in Westlake to get my sports physical at about 3:40.  I didn't get in a room until about 4:50, and the doctor didn't come in till 5:40 and I was done in 5 minutes. I sped home and then to practice, didn't get there till like 6:20.  Then I ran the wrong way at practice, so I looked really slow. But on the ride home I heard the song "Once in a Lifetime" by Talking Heads and it really made me feel better, so yeah.  If you haven't heard that song you should download it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5694499-106126584803359087?l=timoteo94.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694499/posts/default/106126584803359087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694499/posts/default/106126584803359087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timoteo94.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106126584803359087' title=''/><author><name>Tim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5694499.post-106125538001076331</id><published>2003-08-18T18:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-08-18T18:09:40.096-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Really pissed off right now, no time to write. MAybe after practice&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5694499-106125538001076331?l=timoteo94.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694499/posts/default/106125538001076331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694499/posts/default/106125538001076331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timoteo94.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106125538001076331' title=''/><author><name>Tim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5694499.post-106123206467929703</id><published>2003-08-18T11:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-08-18T11:41:04.593-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Note to self: Good smoothie= 1 cup OJ, 1 banana, 5 strawberries, 1/2 cup Vanilla yogurt, and a little honey.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5694499-106123206467929703?l=timoteo94.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694499/posts/default/106123206467929703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694499/posts/default/106123206467929703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timoteo94.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106123206467929703' title=''/><author><name>Tim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5694499.post-106122845496264182</id><published>2003-08-18T10:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-08-18T10:46:05.243-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well I got back from morning practice for XC like 45 minutes ago and I couldn't help but wonder why nobody goes and how they still make their mileage goals, particularly the Junior and senior boys. Weird. Only Matt, Coach Keena, and I were there, but I did see Mike running on the way (so &lt;a href="http://m-w.com/cgi-bin/dictionary?book=Dictionary&amp;va=kudos"&gt;kudos&lt;/a&gt; to him). It wasn't that bad, so join us if you're free in the next couple of days. Anyways I'm going to go eat, guess I'll try to make a smoothie again...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5694499-106122845496264182?l=timoteo94.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694499/posts/default/106122845496264182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694499/posts/default/106122845496264182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timoteo94.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106122845496264182' title=''/><author><name>Tim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5694499.post-106118786632221507</id><published>2003-08-17T23:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-08-17T23:26:00.463-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well today my grandma came over, and I had to re-wrap my "battle" wounds (ask me about it if you don't know).  And she asked me if I had a tetanus shot recently, I told her I had no idea.  So she asked my mom and they figured out that I hadn't had one in 10 years.  So I drove down to the doctor's office and waited like an hour then they told me they had no tetanus vaccine, which meant I had to drive to the other office in Simi Valley.  I got there, waited an hour again, went in a room, waited for ten more minutes, then the male nurse came in and gave me the shot in less than a minute.  Fun fun.  Anyways I came home and hung out with my grandma. Well I'll write more later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5694499-106118786632221507?l=timoteo94.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694499/posts/default/106118786632221507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694499/posts/default/106118786632221507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timoteo94.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106118786632221507' title=''/><author><name>Tim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5694499.post-106118643679032905</id><published>2003-08-17T23:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-08-17T23:00:36.840-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey everyone I was really bored so I decided to make this thing.  Oh well we'll see how it goes and if I ever decide to update it.   I'll write something more later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5694499-106118643679032905?l=timoteo94.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694499/posts/default/106118643679032905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5694499/posts/default/106118643679032905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timoteo94.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106118643679032905' title=''/><author><name>Tim</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
