<?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-10690087</id><updated>2011-04-21T20:42:01.466-07:00</updated><title type='text'>haileyb</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haileybblog.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10690087/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haileybblog.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Hailey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13255134308105575034</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>19</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10690087.post-113807614037915902</id><published>2006-01-23T20:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-23T20:15:40.390-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sat in London</title><content type='html'>So I am not going to lie, this was a good weekend in London.  I love seeing you guys, I miss you soo much!!!!  And a couple of really good memories were brought up, like the mullet song, that's always entertaining and Dana and Bri still remember all the words, which kinda freaks me out a little.  Then there is the history class song, which Dana, Briana, Megan and I all remember the words too.  That song is awesome, honestly, how did we come up with this stuff, I mostly blame Briana, lol!!!!  Anyway, I had a great weekend and it was soooo awesome seeing you guys!!!  I love you and I miss you!!!  And I am sorry that we missed you Geoff, Nat and Noah, but next time we will get together for sure!!!  Anyway, that is all I really had to say, let's call it a rant of love, lol!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10690087-113807614037915902?l=haileybblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haileybblog.blogspot.com/feeds/113807614037915902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10690087&amp;postID=113807614037915902' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10690087/posts/default/113807614037915902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10690087/posts/default/113807614037915902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haileybblog.blogspot.com/2006/01/sat-in-london.html' title='Sat in London'/><author><name>Hailey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13255134308105575034</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10690087.post-113704947541530712</id><published>2006-01-11T22:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-11T23:04:43.976-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back at school!</title><content type='html'>Well, here we are, back at school. I figure it is good and bad. I get to hang out with the awesome people here in Guelph and miss the awesome people at home. It's really a trade off. Well, here I have to pay for food, lol, one point for Brampton! I'm glad to be back, but it scares me that I am half way through my third year, guys, we are getting old. Holy crap, next year is graduation, well for some of us, lol. Then who knows what, I have some theories on where a variety of people will end up, so here goes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AK: Some random foreign country, possibly selling his body, we all know selling his soul didn't work for him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Briana: She will become a Geisha, so a whore, but classy like. Hell, I'd pay for a date, I mean, I don't do that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tammy :The only nutritionist in the world who is going to get dehydrated from salt intake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dana: In a ditch somewhere with some random boy, possibly one with a matress in the back of his pick up tuck, or with an egg shaped head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I think that is about it that I got, it's late at night, and I can't think right now, oh, except for Snugs, he will end up being a male stripper, clearly he works out enough! Gotta love the hidden compliment. Anyway, there really is no point to this rant, I just wanted to come online to say something after a good night at the bar, that's about all I know for sure. So cheers guys!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10690087-113704947541530712?l=haileybblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haileybblog.blogspot.com/feeds/113704947541530712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10690087&amp;postID=113704947541530712' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10690087/posts/default/113704947541530712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10690087/posts/default/113704947541530712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haileybblog.blogspot.com/2006/01/back-at-school.html' title='Back at school!'/><author><name>Hailey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13255134308105575034</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10690087.post-113678692729706290</id><published>2006-01-08T21:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-08T22:08:47.310-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Years</title><content type='html'>Alright, I know this is kinda late, but I'm not going to lie, Geoff's new years party was fantastic.  Unfortunately I couldn't stay for that long, cause I worked until midnight, and then I had to get home to look after my dogs.  But the time I was there was fantastic, and I have some fun quotes from the night:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;"I've never had frost bite on my nuts before" - Brian&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;"Ass and balls, ass and balls" - Isn't this Natalies trade mark??&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;"You know, the last time I hung out with you guys my boxers ended up in a tree too." - Brian (the fully naked version)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;"Everyone stop making me wet." - I definitely said this, though it was mostly Dana, whore, lol&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;"Oh, his penis just touched me" - Geoff, I love the man on man action&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;Okay, that's all that I remember, though I do know that there were a lot more good ones.  I miss you guys already, it was great seeing people when I could over the break.  Oh, and Brian you still owe me "I touch myself".  Next time I am home I will collect, just so you know, lol!  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Cheers everyone!!!  May this year be better than the last, but not as good as the next!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10690087-113678692729706290?l=haileybblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haileybblog.blogspot.com/feeds/113678692729706290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10690087&amp;postID=113678692729706290' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10690087/posts/default/113678692729706290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10690087/posts/default/113678692729706290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haileybblog.blogspot.com/2006/01/new-years.html' title='New Years'/><author><name>Hailey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13255134308105575034</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10690087.post-113350344690183411</id><published>2005-12-01T21:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-01T22:04:06.913-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ontarion</title><content type='html'>So I need to rant about how stupid our campus paper is.  They wrote this article on a guy that is HIV positive, which is cool, it's good to get issues like that out there.  But then they put the picture of this guy I know with the article (a picture that had been taken for an article on aggie jackets).  The blacked out his body but not his jacket at all, which is absolutely ridiculous.  They didn't even really smear out his name on his sleave, like if you look closely you can read it.  How freaking stupid does someone have to be to be putting a random picture of someone with such a personal article, and then not even try very hard to hide who the person is.  I think it is ridiculous, not to mention completely weird, why the hell would you put an aggie coat in an article that has nothing to do with aggies???  It really bothers me that someone would do that, especially given the fact that they did it to a really nice guy.  GRRRRRR&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10690087-113350344690183411?l=haileybblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haileybblog.blogspot.com/feeds/113350344690183411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10690087&amp;postID=113350344690183411' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10690087/posts/default/113350344690183411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10690087/posts/default/113350344690183411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haileybblog.blogspot.com/2005/12/ontarion.html' title='Ontarion'/><author><name>Hailey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13255134308105575034</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10690087.post-113321766702017856</id><published>2005-11-28T14:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-28T14:41:07.036-08:00</updated><title type='text'>GO Transit</title><content type='html'>So Go Transit is the bain of my existence, and that is hard, cause there are lots of things that don't work the way they should for me, lol.  Yeah, apparently it is alright to come to pick people up 20 minutes early, what the fuck.  How the hell am I supposed to make a bus that is that early, what the hell is wrong with this company.  This is just one of many frustrations in my life of random crap, lol, at least it is entertaining!  Oh, man, I need a change, I think that I should run away to Mexico and become one of those dirty strippers that no one really wants to see naked, but they look cause they just can't take their eyes away from the horror.  I would be good at that, or I could go and join the circus after I grow a beard, which definitely is on my to do list.  I don't know, there are a pluthera of possiblities out there for someone like me, but which one to choose??  Oh, I am going to go live in a tree, not to worry, I will send you all post cards on leaves!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10690087-113321766702017856?l=haileybblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haileybblog.blogspot.com/feeds/113321766702017856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10690087&amp;postID=113321766702017856' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10690087/posts/default/113321766702017856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10690087/posts/default/113321766702017856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haileybblog.blogspot.com/2005/11/go-transit.html' title='GO Transit'/><author><name>Hailey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13255134308105575034</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10690087.post-113211960979188305</id><published>2005-11-15T20:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-15T21:40:09.810-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pictures from my b-day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5741/837/1600/Dani%20and%20I%20cuddle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5741/837/320/Dani%20and%20I%20cuddle.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Danielle and I, I love hugs!!!!  Especially from hot women, moohaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5741/837/320/dance%20floor%20group.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ladies on the dance floor.  From left to right, Steph, Amanda, ugly girl in the middle, Justine, and the sexy Tammy (well most of her, lol)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5741/837/1600/nice%20group%20pic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5741/837/320/nice%20group%20pic.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the line, from left to right, Justine, Sonya, Hannah, Danielle, Jenny, Juni and Steph.  The order kinda makes sense, you get the idea!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5741/837/1600/Steph%20and%20I%20at%20the%20bar.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5741/837/320/Steph%20and%20I%20at%20the%20bar.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Steph and I at the bar, I love it that she came from Toronto, that's love!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5741/837/1600/the%20arm.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5741/837/320/the%20arm.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Danielle getting very into kareoke.  I love it that she gave me the gift of her drunkenness for my b-day, it really was all I wanted!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5741/837/1600/the%20arm.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5741/837/320/Steph%20and%20I.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Steph and I at pre drinking!  I got to sneak a cuddle on the couch, sweet!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5741/837/1600/group%20pic%20on%20couch.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5741/837/320/group%20pic%20on%20couch.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5741/837/1600/Steph%20and%20I%20at%20the%20bar.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5741/837/1600/Steph%20and%20I%20at%20the%20bar.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5741/837/1600/the%20arm.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5741/837/1600/Steph%20and%20I%20at%20the%20bar.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Everyone on the couch.  Except Jenny who is drunk on the floor.  Left to right, me, Hannah, Juni, Justine, Sonya, Danielle, and Steph!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5741/837/1600/Dani%20and%20I%20again.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5741/837/320/Dani%20and%20I%20again.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Danielle and I, awesome, she's on my lap!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5741/837/1600/Amanda%20and%20Justine.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5741/837/320/Amanda%20and%20Justine.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Amanda and Justine in the car.  Tear, why do nights like these have to end??&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5741/837/1600/Amanda%20and%20Justine.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5741/837/1600/Steph%20and%20Dani.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5741/837/320/Steph%20and%20Dani.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Steph and Danielle at the bar, they look a little too sober, what the hell!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5741/837/320/my%20hot%20bar%20buddies.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sonya and Danielle, these girls are awesome!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5741/837/1600/my%20hot%20bar%20buddies.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5741/837/320/horribly%20drunk%20pic.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5741/837/1600/my%20hot%20bar%20buddies.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;You can tell that Danielle was a little drunk when she took this, lol.  You should know who the people are by now!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5741/837/1600/random%20car%20pic.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5741/837/320/random%20car%20pic.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5741/837/1600/my%20hot%20bar%20buddies.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5741/837/1600/Amanda%20and%20Justine.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I love this car pic, cause it is so blurry!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5741/837/1600/the%20regulars.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5741/837/320/the%20regulars.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I love this pic, in my computer I titled it the regulars.  Cause the three of us are at the ranch every Thursday!!!  I love you guys!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5741/837/1600/Jenny%20and%20I.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5741/837/320/Jenny%20and%20I.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5741/837/1600/Jenny%20and%20I.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Look at Jenny's big smile, you can tell she loves my tongue!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5741/837/1600/Jenny%20and%20I.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5741/837/1600/me%20attacking%20Hannah.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5741/837/320/me%20attacking%20Hannah.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I'm attacking Hannah, look at how cute she and Juni are!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5741/837/1600/Danielle%20and%20Aron.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5741/837/320/Danielle%20and%20Aron.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5741/837/1600/Danielle%20and%20Aron.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Danielle and Aron are quit excited about something, what it is I don't know, lol!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5741/837/1600/Danielle%20and%20Aron.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5741/837/1600/girls.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5741/837/320/girls.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I just like this pic, cause Danielle is so excited and Steph looks really freaked out that I am touching her, lol!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5741/837/320/at%20the%20booth.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5741/837/1600/girls.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This is a pic of a bunch of us at the booth, Jewels, Ester, Tam, Aron, Steph, I think I am on top of Amanda, lol.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5741/837/1600/Jewels%20and%20Ester.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5741/837/320/Jewels%20and%20Ester.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jewels and Ester, aren't they adorable!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Alright, so there were more pics in this, but somehow I accidentally deleted them, cause I am a tool.  And this has already taken me way to long to create, but if you want some more pics let me know and I will send you the others!!  Hope everyone enjoys them, I stole them from Danielle's page!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10690087-113211960979188305?l=haileybblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haileybblog.blogspot.com/feeds/113211960979188305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10690087&amp;postID=113211960979188305' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10690087/posts/default/113211960979188305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10690087/posts/default/113211960979188305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haileybblog.blogspot.com/2005/11/pictures-from-my-b-day.html' title='Pictures from my b-day'/><author><name>Hailey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13255134308105575034</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10690087.post-113133930343272590</id><published>2005-11-06T20:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-06T20:55:03.443-08:00</updated><title type='text'>21st</title><content type='html'>I have come to the realization that I will soon be yet another year older, which kinda sucks!  So when it comes birthday time (as I am sure you guys remember from my 20th), I get a little sad.  The whole idea that I am going to have to face reality soon just kinda upsets me.  Also, I mean I really haven't accomplished anything so far in my life, which is kinda sad, 21 years of not really doing anything, but then I think about it and these are the things I realize I have done with my life:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Learned every possible song, I'm like a freaking dictionary&lt;br /&gt;2) Seen the grey finger more times than anyone else, I am not sure I am all that proud of this one&lt;br /&gt;3) Actually survived til this age (which is an accomplishment when you look at how many stupid things I do and how many sketchy people I attract)&lt;br /&gt;4) Dressed as a wild monkey and gone to a def Lepard concert (okay, this happened minus the costume, and really going to a concert isn't an accomplishment)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I look back on a life that has accomplished all these things, how could I be anything but sad, lol!  Oh, man, I love my life, and I love you guys from Mayfield.  P.S. We are going out for my b-day here in Guelph on Thurs, I doubt any of you guys can make it but if you randomly happen to be able to make it I would love to see you guys!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10690087-113133930343272590?l=haileybblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haileybblog.blogspot.com/feeds/113133930343272590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10690087&amp;postID=113133930343272590' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10690087/posts/default/113133930343272590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10690087/posts/default/113133930343272590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haileybblog.blogspot.com/2005/11/21st.html' title='21st'/><author><name>Hailey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13255134308105575034</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10690087.post-113116248352358869</id><published>2005-11-04T19:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-04T19:48:03.536-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What to do??</title><content type='html'>Alright, so I have a huge debate right now.  I want to go to Africa, Zambia to be precise, I really want to do it, but it will cost me like $5000.  Which is a hell of a lot of money.  Plus I would be going on a trip with a whole bunch of people that I don't know, and spending most of the trip building houses.  Now I really want to do it, it is something that I have always wanted to do.  But it is expensive and I am scared shitless of it, so I don't really know where that leaves me.  What should I do?  It would be in May and with Habitat for Humanity.  So I am looking for any form of advice that people want to give me, if people feel like sharing ideas, if not, well who knows, I think I have already made up my own mind, but I thought I would throw it out there for feedback!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10690087-113116248352358869?l=haileybblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haileybblog.blogspot.com/feeds/113116248352358869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10690087&amp;postID=113116248352358869' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10690087/posts/default/113116248352358869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10690087/posts/default/113116248352358869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haileybblog.blogspot.com/2005/11/what-to-do.html' title='What to do??'/><author><name>Hailey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13255134308105575034</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10690087.post-112864477573563063</id><published>2005-10-06T16:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-06T17:26:15.746-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pictures as promised Ladies!</title><content type='html'>So here are the pics that Ester sent me, minus the one that is absolutely horrible of me, moohaha!  I hope you guys enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5741/837/1600/Picture%20013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5741/837/320/Picture%20013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I love it that Ester took a picture of my boobs, such as they are, lol.  What I especially love though is that it looks like I am rubbing my nipples!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5741/837/1600/Picture%20012a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5741/837/320/Picture%20012a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Oh, look at how cute they are!!!  This is Steph and Ester just chilling out!  And drinking, what's better than drinking with the girls??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5741/837/1600/Picture%20009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5741/837/320/Picture%20009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Oh, look at those sexy ladies, it's Steph, Ester and Steph's sister Mel, oh, what hotties!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5741/837/1600/Picture%20007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5741/837/320/Picture%20007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Yeah, so Sonya and I were two steppin, but hey, this time no guy thought we were lesbians.  Lol, if I were a lesbian as if I could do that well, she's beautiful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5741/837/1600/Picture%200032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5741/837/320/Picture%200032.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Just Ester, Steph and I dancing!  Oh, I love the Ranch's dance floor!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5741/837/1600/Picture%20005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5741/837/320/Picture%20005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; What was I thinking, I was clearly drunk!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5741/837/1600/Picture%200041.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5741/837/320/Picture%200041.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And the drunkinness gets worse, lol, I need to stop drinking!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5741/837/1600/Picture%200021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5741/837/320/Picture%200021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at those two hotties I am with!  Sonya Steph and I dancing it up, only you can't see the dancing, but there was dancing, lol.&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5741/837/1600/Picture%200011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5741/837/320/Picture%200011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I love this picture cause Sonya looks so horribly afraid of the camera, it makes my life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is all!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10690087-112864477573563063?l=haileybblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haileybblog.blogspot.com/feeds/112864477573563063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10690087&amp;postID=112864477573563063' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10690087/posts/default/112864477573563063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10690087/posts/default/112864477573563063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haileybblog.blogspot.com/2005/10/pictures-as-promised-ladies.html' title='Pictures as promised Ladies!'/><author><name>Hailey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13255134308105575034</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10690087.post-112685195895082748</id><published>2005-09-15T23:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-15T23:25:58.956-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Ranch!</title><content type='html'>So can I tell you all how I love the ranch!! I closed it on Tues, and last night I went to pub and tonight, I again closed the ranch.  I actually spend 6 hours at the ranch tonight.  It was fantastic!!!!!  Really I think that it is the greatest place on earth, it makes everything all right!  You can go there for a few hours (or six) and forget that one of your profs sounds like doctor evil, and that for some reason everyone has made it their goal to hook you up with someone, ps do people think there is something wrong with me, cause I have had like 6 people tell me that they have friends that would love me, isn't that weird.  Really, I'm not that great, lol.  Yeah, also I love it that people think that I would want to be hooked up with someone, clearly people that don't know me that well, but cheers anyway!  Yeah, that's all I've got, and clearly I am extremely tired, so until next time, remember penis = stupid, or as Sonya put it Penis evil Stupid, lol!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10690087-112685195895082748?l=haileybblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haileybblog.blogspot.com/feeds/112685195895082748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10690087&amp;postID=112685195895082748' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10690087/posts/default/112685195895082748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10690087/posts/default/112685195895082748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haileybblog.blogspot.com/2005/09/ranch.html' title='The Ranch!'/><author><name>Hailey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13255134308105575034</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10690087.post-112621324400857845</id><published>2005-09-08T13:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-08T14:00:44.016-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Life</title><content type='html'>Have you ever noticed that Murphy's law is actually a fact.  Whatever can go wrong will go wrong, nothing is ever simple.  This is why I would love to go back to grade 10.  I would love to be sitting in the frows class, smack AK across the face (and he gets kicked out, moohaha, I love the frow).  You know life was perfect.  We had our own section of the hall every morning (though Brian lived in the parking lot).  Yeah, if I had a time machine I would go back to high school and relive every moment possible, cause those were good times.  Does everyone remember when Hari's glasses got run over by the bus, that was one of my favourites, I got to peel them off the pavement.  Yeah, sorry, this reminising session has been brought to you by the fact that I no longer want to face the reality of my life, I would love to live in the past.  Those were good times, and by the way, I miss all you guys, so please make the trip to Guelph and come visit me, it would be awesome.  And I am saddened by the fact that all you guys are going out together tonight for Noah's b-day, tear, although in London something bad always happens to me.  But whatever, you guys are worth it, so in a backwards way this is my way of saying thanks to all my highschool friends for being the best people in the world, I love you guys!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10690087-112621324400857845?l=haileybblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haileybblog.blogspot.com/feeds/112621324400857845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10690087&amp;postID=112621324400857845' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10690087/posts/default/112621324400857845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10690087/posts/default/112621324400857845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haileybblog.blogspot.com/2005/09/life.html' title='Life'/><author><name>Hailey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13255134308105575034</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10690087.post-112406709910649989</id><published>2005-08-14T17:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-14T17:51:39.110-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kayaking</title><content type='html'>Well, can I tell you (whomever the illusive you is) how I went kayaking yesterday and it was absolutely fantastic!  Yeah, I decided that I love it!!!  But hey, I love a lot of things.  It's so much fun though!  I highly recomend it.   Yeah, that is about all I know for sure.  Other than that my life is pretty boring.  But whatever, I will be back in Guelph soon, I totally am getting excited!  I think it will be good.  Though I do feel as though I am getting old, guys, we are old!!!  Grrrr.  Oh, to be back in highschool again, doing stupid stuff and fighting over who could marry the sim (p.s. Briana I love you!!!).  Anyway, that was an interesting trip down memory lane, moral of the story is that I love kayaking!  Cheers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10690087-112406709910649989?l=haileybblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haileybblog.blogspot.com/feeds/112406709910649989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10690087&amp;postID=112406709910649989' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10690087/posts/default/112406709910649989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10690087/posts/default/112406709910649989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haileybblog.blogspot.com/2005/08/kayaking.html' title='Kayaking'/><author><name>Hailey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13255134308105575034</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10690087.post-112355081839284212</id><published>2005-08-08T18:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-08T18:26:58.410-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Pictures</title><content type='html'>Well, given that the picture thing is so much easier than it was before I decided that I would put in some random pictures of my life. Things from the past and such, just so you guys can see what is going on with me. So here goes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5741/837/320/pig%20roast%200181.jpg" border="0" /&gt;This is a picture from the pic roast, uh, pig roast, such an awesome time. What could be better than being dumped at a farm with 40 kegs of beer and a bunch of friends, it was awesome. And our tickets were the mugs! Good times!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5741/837/320/To_Be_Sorted_211.thumb%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random picture of my best friend walking towards me with an axe. I can feel the love! From filming the horror movie. What happens when a bunch of kids go to a cottage in the dead of winter...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5741/837/320/mayfield%20023.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is an old group pic that I had, and when I say old it's from Nov.  The night Nat's a Geoff announced their engagement!  Yay, I am still so excited!  Anyway, so yeah, I should go, but there are a couple of pictures and you can be sure that I will post random other ones when the mood strikes!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10690087-112355081839284212?l=haileybblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haileybblog.blogspot.com/feeds/112355081839284212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10690087&amp;postID=112355081839284212' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10690087/posts/default/112355081839284212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10690087/posts/default/112355081839284212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haileybblog.blogspot.com/2005/08/random-pictures.html' title='Random Pictures'/><author><name>Hailey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13255134308105575034</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10690087.post-112344930217001003</id><published>2005-08-07T14:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-07T14:15:02.180-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Last night</title><content type='html'>OMG, I just read nat's blog and was like what, there is just a icon you can hit to add a pic, and then I got all excited, and so yeah, I came to try it, but I decided that I would put pics on the blog next time I post, this time I am just going to rant about my night last night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Brian and I are dancing, having a good time, and this girl and her friend are dancing beside us.  So the friend accidentally hits Brian spilling some beer on him and some on me, fine whatever, it's an accident.  So I turned and looked but didn't say anything.  Then she throws some of the beer at me, thinking it's funny I can only assume.  Then she pulls out my shirt and pours beer down it and tosses the cup at me.  I didn't know what to do, but I was so pissed I threw the cup at her, nailing her in the forehead.  Then she grabbed my face and said don't fret hun.  And walked off, I was absolutely flabbergasted (I love that word and probably didn't spell it right).  Anyway, that is the story of last night.  The night up until then was great, and I ran into Julie which was fantastic, but that was my night last night.  So cheers to the chick who ruined my night, and cheers to the fantastic night it was up until what shall henceforth be known as the incident.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And an especially happy b-day to Briana, cause she is absolutely wonderful, and she was the reason for the trip to London, just because I adore her!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10690087-112344930217001003?l=haileybblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haileybblog.blogspot.com/feeds/112344930217001003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10690087&amp;postID=112344930217001003' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10690087/posts/default/112344930217001003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10690087/posts/default/112344930217001003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haileybblog.blogspot.com/2005/08/last-night.html' title='Last night'/><author><name>Hailey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13255134308105575034</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10690087.post-112139135832196784</id><published>2005-07-14T18:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-14T18:36:13.986-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Been way too long!</title><content type='html'>Well, it's been way too long since I have made a posting, so here is life. I have been hanging out with the best friends in the world, aka my high school friends, god I miss you guys when I am at school! Slick, Steve and I spent the whole weekend together, well with time out for me to go on a salsa cruise on friday night, which was such a good time! We just had fun doing random shit all weekend, it was fabulous, oh and hopefully I have a new ranch convert, Slick, eh, eh?? I love it so much when people come to visit me!&lt;br /&gt;That's about all that is going on in the friend department. I have been super busy with the rest of life though, stupid work is driving me insane, but whatever. It's just for the summer, and the rest of life is so perfect that I am not about to let one dumb boss get in the way.&lt;br /&gt;I have been working on a couple of summer projects that are coming together, and I am so super pumped about that. So generally life is awesome!!!! If anyone reads this that I haven't talked to in a while give me a call, it's been too long since I have talked to a couple of people. That's about all I know for sure. Oh, and I will try to start posting again. That is all!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10690087-112139135832196784?l=haileybblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haileybblog.blogspot.com/feeds/112139135832196784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10690087&amp;postID=112139135832196784' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10690087/posts/default/112139135832196784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10690087/posts/default/112139135832196784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haileybblog.blogspot.com/2005/07/been-way-too-long.html' title='Been way too long!'/><author><name>Hailey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13255134308105575034</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10690087.post-110954510117082946</id><published>2005-02-27T14:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-27T14:58:21.173-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer job!</title><content type='html'>Well, it's been a long time since I have posted.  It's been a busy couple of weeks, what with my new title as everyones bitch and all.  Anyway, back to the point, you know what I hate??  Trying to find a freaking summer job.  What's up with that, as if I don't have enough to worry about without trying to do that as well.  It sucks, I have no idea where I am going to find one, I hate that whole work thing, it just gets in the way of having fun.  If anyone has any ideas for me please let me know, cause lord knows I am kinda fed up with the whole thing, I don't even feel like thinking about it.  Yet I am ranting about it on my blog, I make perfect sense eh??  Anyway, nothing useful to say, as per normal, but I need a job, that was really the only thing of any consequence that I had to say in this message.  I just felt like ranting, I'm oh, so good at it :)!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10690087-110954510117082946?l=haileybblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haileybblog.blogspot.com/feeds/110954510117082946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10690087&amp;postID=110954510117082946' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10690087/posts/default/110954510117082946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10690087/posts/default/110954510117082946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haileybblog.blogspot.com/2005/02/summer-job.html' title='Summer job!'/><author><name>Hailey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13255134308105575034</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10690087.post-110836068983763750</id><published>2005-02-13T21:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-13T21:58:09.836-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wasting Time!</title><content type='html'>Well, my hell week is just beginning and I already would like it if all the work in it were over.  Anyone else think it is rediculous that they are making me have 4 midterms on Thurs, that's right 4 midterm back to back, isn't that insane, I don't know how that is allowed.  But Thursday night is going to be a great night!!!  I don't really have anything important to say, oh, but if you go to Guelph buy some ball tickets, we still have 150 left.  Also, on that note, painting the cannon was a rockin good time :).  Yeah, I spent my night at ticket sales instead of doing the work that I kinda need to get done, but whatever, it was good times.  Can you tell I am tired??  Anyway, back to work for me, damn!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10690087-110836068983763750?l=haileybblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haileybblog.blogspot.com/feeds/110836068983763750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10690087&amp;postID=110836068983763750' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10690087/posts/default/110836068983763750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10690087/posts/default/110836068983763750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haileybblog.blogspot.com/2005/02/wasting-time.html' title='Wasting Time!'/><author><name>Hailey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13255134308105575034</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10690087.post-110792420770259549</id><published>2005-02-08T20:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-08T21:36:55.940-08:00</updated><title type='text'>nickname eh??</title><content type='html'>Hmm, Steve tells me that I can come up with another nickname, other than no ass. But really no ass was my nickname through highschool, that and mom. Oh, how I loved being called mom, damn me and my over worriedness. See, the things is I don't think that mom is a better option, as then me making out with Briana would be incest, much like when Noah goes at it with Gillian (How I wish I didn't just picture that). So though it is true that I have grown an ass (with a second one on the way, I'm such a proud parent) I don't know what to tell you, it seems we are at a cross roads, to live in the past with the no ass or to move on, it's hard really, the dilema of my life, tear!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dilema fixed, thanks Snugs.  How could I forget what you always call me when I am singing and dancing (so all the time, I'm a freak).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10690087-110792420770259549?l=haileybblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haileybblog.blogspot.com/feeds/110792420770259549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10690087&amp;postID=110792420770259549' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10690087/posts/default/110792420770259549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10690087/posts/default/110792420770259549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haileybblog.blogspot.com/2005/02/nickname-eh.html' title='nickname eh??'/><author><name>Hailey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13255134308105575034</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10690087.post-110782819333969107</id><published>2005-02-07T16:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-07T18:03:13.340-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello!!</title><content type='html'>Hello to whomever is strange enough to care what I have to say.  So funny story, I played waterpolo yesterday, that's a strange game, not only that, I played it in a tube.  I felt like my ass was huge as it sunk, making the game exceedingly hard for me.  Take that all you who called me no ass, that's right it took some time and a bad diet, but oh, yeah she's there now, in fact I am working on a second one, which I can even make dance.  As I'm sure some of my readers have seen.  I hope that all of you will have sweet dreams of my love handles dancing tonight, yeah, that's right, it's like watching a horror movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10690087-110782819333969107?l=haileybblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://haileybblog.blogspot.com/feeds/110782819333969107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10690087&amp;postID=110782819333969107' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10690087/posts/default/110782819333969107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10690087/posts/default/110782819333969107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://haileybblog.blogspot.com/2005/02/hello.html' title='Hello!!'/><author><name>Hailey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13255134308105575034</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
