<?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-389018756179923247</id><updated>2011-07-07T15:06:28.111-07:00</updated><title type='text'>be true to who you are</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://colleenmcdermott.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/389018756179923247/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colleenmcdermott.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Colleen McD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05240765159463976936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QVars0cUQjc/TcQfaqrC4-I/AAAAAAAAAA8/_O1Rrh8Z-Dk/s220/kaybee.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>11</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-389018756179923247.post-1525458025076708577</id><published>2010-02-08T07:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T07:43:58.123-08:00</updated><title type='text'>just keep swimming</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Sometimes the hardest thing and the right thing are the same. Moving forward and letting go can be the hardest thing you'll ever have to do. Walking away from something or someone you love is the toughest decision. But sometimes, you have to be selfish and do whats right for you. Whether its walking away from the one you love, or deciding to leave a sport that you've played forever. Letting go can open up more doors, and lead you into more oppertunities. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/389018756179923247-1525458025076708577?l=colleenmcdermott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://colleenmcdermott.blogspot.com/feeds/1525458025076708577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://colleenmcdermott.blogspot.com/2010/02/just-keep-swimming.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/389018756179923247/posts/default/1525458025076708577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/389018756179923247/posts/default/1525458025076708577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colleenmcdermott.blogspot.com/2010/02/just-keep-swimming.html' title='just keep swimming'/><author><name>Colleen McD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05240765159463976936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QVars0cUQjc/TcQfaqrC4-I/AAAAAAAAAA8/_O1Rrh8Z-Dk/s220/kaybee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-389018756179923247.post-1107481135156895487</id><published>2009-12-11T09:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-11T09:14:03.522-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I'm in class and just thinking. Why do people get so mad easily? What's the point. Sorry I didn't text you back, big deal, it's not gonna be a legit conversation anyways. I think its dumb how people hide what they want to say behind a computer or cell phone. If you have a problem with me or someone else, say it to their face. I think it's rediculous that peole can sit in class like everything is fine but sends me a text or facebook message that night saying how bad of a person I am. Don't be mad at stupid things, life is to short to be mad or hold grudges. Live your life, and beh happy with your life. If you don't like me, stay away from me, it's not my problem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;UGHHH!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/389018756179923247-1107481135156895487?l=colleenmcdermott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://colleenmcdermott.blogspot.com/feeds/1107481135156895487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://colleenmcdermott.blogspot.com/2009/12/im-in-class-and-just-thinking.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/389018756179923247/posts/default/1107481135156895487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/389018756179923247/posts/default/1107481135156895487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colleenmcdermott.blogspot.com/2009/12/im-in-class-and-just-thinking.html' title=''/><author><name>Colleen McD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05240765159463976936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QVars0cUQjc/TcQfaqrC4-I/AAAAAAAAAA8/_O1Rrh8Z-Dk/s220/kaybee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-389018756179923247.post-1153056743091367890</id><published>2009-12-05T06:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-05T06:58:59.440-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I love talking with my advisory, yesterday we had everyone right down how rachel's challenge impacted them. We didn't share them, we read them to ourselves and the girl and guy who wrote the best entry got a "I make a difference" braclet. It was cool to explain the idea of the bracelet, and i hope they pass it on. A couple kids had some really cool ideas to help raise money for the friends of rachel club. one person said to sell journals, have everyone get a journal to right down their goals, their dreams, and their thoughts. Another person said make a paper chain, every link or peice of paper could be sold for a dollar, and we could try to make it really long. The kids are really starting to open up and I'm really enjoying what they have to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/389018756179923247-1153056743091367890?l=colleenmcdermott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://colleenmcdermott.blogspot.com/feeds/1153056743091367890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://colleenmcdermott.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-love-talking-with-my-advisory.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/389018756179923247/posts/default/1153056743091367890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/389018756179923247/posts/default/1153056743091367890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colleenmcdermott.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-love-talking-with-my-advisory.html' title=''/><author><name>Colleen McD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05240765159463976936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QVars0cUQjc/TcQfaqrC4-I/AAAAAAAAAA8/_O1Rrh8Z-Dk/s220/kaybee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-389018756179923247.post-8067510115187361443</id><published>2009-12-03T14:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T14:59:20.971-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;"There's tears and there's fears and there's losses and crosses to bearAnd sometimes the best we can do is just to whisper a prayerAnd press on becauseThere's so much to live for and so much to love" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Rachel's challenge touched me yet again. And I'm mad at myself for not keeping up with my blog because it's like a journal. I want to help people, and I wanna help myself. The world is such a beautiful world and I wish everyone could see that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/389018756179923247-8067510115187361443?l=colleenmcdermott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://colleenmcdermott.blogspot.com/feeds/8067510115187361443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://colleenmcdermott.blogspot.com/2009/12/theres-tears-and-theres-fears-and.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/389018756179923247/posts/default/8067510115187361443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/389018756179923247/posts/default/8067510115187361443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colleenmcdermott.blogspot.com/2009/12/theres-tears-and-theres-fears-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Colleen McD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05240765159463976936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QVars0cUQjc/TcQfaqrC4-I/AAAAAAAAAA8/_O1Rrh8Z-Dk/s220/kaybee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-389018756179923247.post-3369260939575417726</id><published>2009-10-25T17:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-25T17:13:17.347-07:00</updated><title type='text'>bully</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Why is it so hard to stand up to a bully? I have recently been bullied, and let me just say it was hard for me to say what needed to be said. My mom told me to just stand up for myself, but now a days its easy just to hide the fact people are hurting you, and ignore the pain. I think a lot of people walk around Norton High School with a fake smile on their face because they're to afraid to show their real emotions. It's so easy to confront people through technology, where people can say what they want because they can't see the persons face. If people were straight up about things life would be so much easier, but people aren't. So how can we change this? Stickers and buttons, coming together showing unity is one way, but what about the people who take it as a joke? I think we need to take a stand just like we take a stand against substance abuse. Have assemblies with people who have been affected by bullying, and have peer guidance to people who need it. Lets stand up against bullies together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;start a chain reaction..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/389018756179923247-3369260939575417726?l=colleenmcdermott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://colleenmcdermott.blogspot.com/feeds/3369260939575417726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://colleenmcdermott.blogspot.com/2009/10/bully.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/389018756179923247/posts/default/3369260939575417726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/389018756179923247/posts/default/3369260939575417726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colleenmcdermott.blogspot.com/2009/10/bully.html' title='bully'/><author><name>Colleen McD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05240765159463976936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QVars0cUQjc/TcQfaqrC4-I/AAAAAAAAAA8/_O1Rrh8Z-Dk/s220/kaybee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-389018756179923247.post-7161333175786683461</id><published>2009-10-13T16:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T16:36:48.508-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We Can't Forget These Are The Days</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;October 13th 2009&lt;br /&gt;Why does the truth have to hurt? It's so difficult to say exactly what needs to be said, and it kills us to hurt people. I mean people change, and you want to just say something, stop the world and just go back to what used to be, but you can't and it sucks. I wanna tell my brother so many things, but I can't push him away but i try to bring things up but its so difficult. Its good though, right? I'd rather be honest than live with a burden. It's so hard to see how the truth hurts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;if you can look in my eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and tell me we'll be alright&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and promise never to leave&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you just might make me believe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/389018756179923247-7161333175786683461?l=colleenmcdermott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://colleenmcdermott.blogspot.com/feeds/7161333175786683461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://colleenmcdermott.blogspot.com/2009/10/we-cant-forget-these-are-days.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/389018756179923247/posts/default/7161333175786683461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/389018756179923247/posts/default/7161333175786683461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colleenmcdermott.blogspot.com/2009/10/we-cant-forget-these-are-days.html' title='We Can&apos;t Forget These Are The Days'/><author><name>Colleen McD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05240765159463976936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QVars0cUQjc/TcQfaqrC4-I/AAAAAAAAAA8/_O1Rrh8Z-Dk/s220/kaybee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-389018756179923247.post-6098012637153918755</id><published>2009-10-08T19:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-08T19:14:43.847-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;October 8th 2009&lt;br /&gt;So today was the day we've all been working for. I feel so proud to be apart of task force and know all these new people who want to fight for the same cause as me. Looking back now, I wish I did more in the first two years of my high school experience. I got close with teachers, made new friends, and lived life a little bit more. Today at intervention it made me so happy to see all these faces willing to help make a change. My mom and I talk about everything, so when I came home to tell her all about it, I could tell she was proud. Yes she told me good, now keep your grades up, but she's proud of me at this moment, and that's all I care about. I asked my mom to wear my Taylor braclet today, and she asked me why, and I told her that I want people to know that me and you are close, and I know you'll always be able to call if I ever need it. and when I said I was going to bed she said..."one person can make a difference." and I walked upstairs and said, "and it might just start a chain reaction"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;live for today because yesterdays gone and tomorrows never promised&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/389018756179923247-6098012637153918755?l=colleenmcdermott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://colleenmcdermott.blogspot.com/feeds/6098012637153918755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://colleenmcdermott.blogspot.com/2009/10/october-8th-2009-so-today-was-day-weve.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/389018756179923247/posts/default/6098012637153918755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/389018756179923247/posts/default/6098012637153918755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colleenmcdermott.blogspot.com/2009/10/october-8th-2009-so-today-was-day-weve.html' title=''/><author><name>Colleen McD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05240765159463976936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QVars0cUQjc/TcQfaqrC4-I/AAAAAAAAAA8/_O1Rrh8Z-Dk/s220/kaybee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-389018756179923247.post-7420616402549901076</id><published>2009-09-14T17:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T17:21:12.201-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;September 14th 2009&lt;br /&gt;Schools a lot harder this year. My teachers aren't bad, I just don't like there style. I wish teachers addressed every learning style, because I unlike other people don't learn well by using visuals. Like today in math our notes of consisted of a chart, and my teacher flew through it because we could print it off of edline...that doesn't work for me, i need to write things down to understand it. I don't know, i just wish teachers could be more flexible with somethings. And i wish some of them were more approachable.  I know the teachers who are willing to help out no matter what, but some of my teachers just do the bare minimum for their students. If we have to go to school and do there work they should be there to help us whenever...don't fly out the door at 2:30 because thats when you can leave. ugh its going to take time to get used to this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/389018756179923247-7420616402549901076?l=colleenmcdermott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://colleenmcdermott.blogspot.com/feeds/7420616402549901076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://colleenmcdermott.blogspot.com/2009/09/september-14th-2009-schools-lot-harder.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/389018756179923247/posts/default/7420616402549901076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/389018756179923247/posts/default/7420616402549901076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colleenmcdermott.blogspot.com/2009/09/september-14th-2009-schools-lot-harder.html' title=''/><author><name>Colleen McD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05240765159463976936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QVars0cUQjc/TcQfaqrC4-I/AAAAAAAAAA8/_O1Rrh8Z-Dk/s220/kaybee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-389018756179923247.post-4369300316138366839</id><published>2009-09-13T14:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T14:37:09.658-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Balancing Act</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;September 13th 2009&lt;br /&gt;Back to school is a crazy time of year. I've learned throughout high school you just have to learn with balancing everything. Balance the school work with sports, family time vs friend time, life just gets complicated once we hit September. It's great to get back into a rhythm but i just want one weekend that i don't need to worry about when a papers due, or what time a game is this week. It is alot to handle, and i wish i was more organized.  I guess that's another goal for the year, keep my life organized. I want to be able to stay on a schedule, and not get off task, but come on...school work just isn't as fun as going out with friends. So my sundays consist of doing homework and projects while listening to the NFL in the background. welcome back to school...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/389018756179923247-4369300316138366839?l=colleenmcdermott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://colleenmcdermott.blogspot.com/feeds/4369300316138366839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://colleenmcdermott.blogspot.com/2009/09/balancing-act.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/389018756179923247/posts/default/4369300316138366839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/389018756179923247/posts/default/4369300316138366839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colleenmcdermott.blogspot.com/2009/09/balancing-act.html' title='Balancing Act'/><author><name>Colleen McD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05240765159463976936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QVars0cUQjc/TcQfaqrC4-I/AAAAAAAAAA8/_O1Rrh8Z-Dk/s220/kaybee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-389018756179923247.post-8840020868865164274</id><published>2009-09-11T15:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T16:01:52.478-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;September 11th 2009&lt;br /&gt;Today in history we were talking about imperialism, when Mr.Paulus asked the class if we ever thought about the day when the United States wouldn't be considered a super power. I honestly have never even thought about something like that. Great Britain years ago was number one, and soon they faded out, when will the U.S and who will conquer us? Scary stuff.&lt;br /&gt;And in soccer I am very proud of the way the JV team played. I guess if you practice strong you do play better in games. And my hope for the team is just to improve, to challenge ourselves against the bigger teams like Medway and Holliston. It's going to take a lot of time, but it's worth it in the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;always remembered, never forgotten RIP people who died in 2001.&lt;3&lt;3&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/389018756179923247-8840020868865164274?l=colleenmcdermott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://colleenmcdermott.blogspot.com/feeds/8840020868865164274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://colleenmcdermott.blogspot.com/2009/09/september-11th-2009-today-in-history-we.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/389018756179923247/posts/default/8840020868865164274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/389018756179923247/posts/default/8840020868865164274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colleenmcdermott.blogspot.com/2009/09/september-11th-2009-today-in-history-we.html' title=''/><author><name>Colleen McD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05240765159463976936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QVars0cUQjc/TcQfaqrC4-I/AAAAAAAAAA8/_O1Rrh8Z-Dk/s220/kaybee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-389018756179923247.post-2240734283836103451</id><published>2009-09-10T15:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T15:52:42.752-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rachel's Challenge</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;September 10th 2009&lt;br /&gt;So I'm new to blogging so I'm trying to figure out how all this works. Today was Rachel's challenge, and I can't believe how everything was. Craig was so calm and collected, he really did an amazing job. Walking into Medway I had no clue what to expect, honestly I thought we were going to be lectured about unity and all this boring stuff. Boy was I wrong. Everything was sad, imagine being in a fight with someone and never being able to apologize. Or imagine having to sign a casket instead of a year book. Every little piece of today is seared into my memory. even though we laughed and we cried, I believe everyone sitting in the auditorium today changed in some way. All we need are those random acts of kindness to start that chain reaction. Just like Rachel i believe one person can make a difference, and I will never be labeled as average.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/389018756179923247-2240734283836103451?l=colleenmcdermott.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://colleenmcdermott.blogspot.com/feeds/2240734283836103451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://colleenmcdermott.blogspot.com/2009/09/rachels-challenge.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/389018756179923247/posts/default/2240734283836103451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/389018756179923247/posts/default/2240734283836103451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://colleenmcdermott.blogspot.com/2009/09/rachels-challenge.html' title='Rachel&apos;s Challenge'/><author><name>Colleen McD</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05240765159463976936</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QVars0cUQjc/TcQfaqrC4-I/AAAAAAAAAA8/_O1Rrh8Z-Dk/s220/kaybee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
