<?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-3263940</id><updated>2011-10-24T06:41:33.356-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Khaled's Blog</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khaled.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3263940/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khaled.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Khaled</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09797810021127953124</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>6</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3263940.post-10280129</id><published>2002-03-01T17:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-03-01T17:45:16.820-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hehe, I was too lazy to update this piece of shit, untill I got you fucking fags emailing me telling me to start using it again, goddam you all. School was gay, ugh, so tired of all these ugly chicks in our school, can't we get a hot one? I mean, 2 new girls in the last week or so, and both of them are ugly, so that adds to the other girls, who are already ugly, AHHH. Oh well, let's recap my day;&lt;br /&gt;Family Studies - I skipped it today, heh, so I did a class with Mr. Parolin's class for english, and then I taught a kindergarten class gym with Ms. Hoe (Hew?)&lt;br /&gt;English - Since I took the lesson already, and I didn't need to re-edit the homework, I played guitar in the hall.&lt;br /&gt;French - zzzzzzzzZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZzzzzzzzzzzzzz&lt;br /&gt;Math - We were fucking around, we were laughing so hard because we were playing rock paper scissors, wtf?&lt;br /&gt;Reading - Went to the computer lab to write a script, but I ended up on the internet checking out Century Media and Metalblade and such.&lt;br /&gt;After school Mr. Allen let us play hockey, Ms. Hew's class beat us and Mr. Parolins class, oh well, my class sucks in hockey, it was a select 5 game, so 5 on 5 on 5, I tried goalie hah. After that, we played basketball, it was cold, thus making it boring, now I'm back home, bored the fuck out of my mind. So umm... shoo, oh and STOP ASKING IF I'M MAKING ANY SITES GODDAMIT, I'LL TELL YOU IF I AM (that goes to all of you who ask that question over and over.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3263940-10280129?l=khaled.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3263940/posts/default/10280129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3263940/posts/default/10280129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khaled.blogspot.com/2002_02_24_archive.html#10280129' title=''/><author><name>Khaled</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09797810021127953124</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3263940.post-10024960</id><published>2002-02-22T21:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-02-22T21:48:28.130-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Weird day at school, let us recap, shall we?&lt;br /&gt;French - Bleh, I asked Mr. Heap if we can have an International vs. China hockey game, and he said yes, so booyea!&lt;br /&gt;History - Had some cheap test, never even bothered to look at my mark, I don't think it'll count on my report card since I missed a month of school.&lt;br /&gt;Computer - Fucked around on the net.&lt;br /&gt;Gym presentation - zzzzzzzzzzzZZZZZZZZZZZZZZzzzzzzzzz&lt;br /&gt;Math - zzzzzzzzzzZZZZZZZzzzzzzzzz&lt;br /&gt;HOCKEY GAME - We got to watch the Canada vs. Belarus came, booyea, Canada kicked their ass.&lt;br /&gt;I got home at like 4:15, to see a floor on my house on fire, hehe, so I went to the mall in with some friends, and when I came back, they let us back in the building,&lt;br /&gt;When I came back, I found out the Canada game was over (I came back around 6) and that Canada kicked their ass 7-1, booyea. Then I sat down and waited till 6:15 'till the USA vs. Russia game came on (and I watched the curling game, I was bored...) and USA beat Russia, gay, Russia should have won. But anyways, better for us, Russia IMO are better then the USA so it'll be easier for Canada to beat 'em.&lt;br /&gt;Let's see;&lt;br /&gt;Canada vs. USA in curling, Canada won, ofcourse.&lt;br /&gt;Canada vs. USA in women hockey, Canada won, ofcourse.&lt;br /&gt;Canada vs. USA in men hockey, Canada will won, ofcourse.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3263940-10024960?l=khaled.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3263940/posts/default/10024960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3263940/posts/default/10024960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khaled.blogspot.com/2002_02_17_archive.html#10024960' title=''/><author><name>Khaled</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09797810021127953124</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3263940.post-9937714</id><published>2002-02-20T17:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-02-20T17:45:38.506-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Shitty day at school, won't bother commenting about it. It was raining like fuck today. I came back around 4:10 because of the rain. I was supposed to go look at some humbuckers today, but I can't because of this fucking rain, ugh. Anyways,  I found the guitar problem, it turned out to be my pick ups, because the BC Rich ones are basically just for heavy stuff and that's it. So I am looking into buying some EMG 81 or EMG 83 pickups soon, probably not in the next couple of months though. Uhhh, Russia beat the Czech (SP?) in the Quarter Finals of the Olympic hockey, dosen't matter, they're probably gonna face the USA, so there goes 2 of the top four teams (Canada [ofcourse,] USA, Czech, Russia.) Canada will be facing Finland, and if they win, they'll be facing Belarus (can't believe they knocked off Sweden, lucky bastards,) but that's better for us, it's like a guaranteed win heh. I'll try and post later today, bleh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3263940-9937714?l=khaled.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3263940/posts/default/9937714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3263940/posts/default/9937714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khaled.blogspot.com/2002_02_17_archive.html#9937714' title=''/><author><name>Khaled</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09797810021127953124</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3263940.post-9902467</id><published>2002-02-19T19:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-02-19T19:58:30.503-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>School was OK, I guess, had some awesome periods though. Here's how it went.&lt;br /&gt;- French, same thing as usual, he talks the whole time, this time about Home Depot.&lt;br /&gt;- IEHD, we have to start doing a scene or act about Macbeth, my group (me, Nadheem, Jon and Newell) picked scene 3, should be easy.&lt;br /&gt;- Recess, bleh, nothing happened, but Kenny and Vaughn were having a mini war, which was amusing at times.&lt;br /&gt;- Assembley, zzzzzzzZZZZZZZZZZZZZzzzzzzzzzz&lt;br /&gt;- Math, bleh.&lt;br /&gt;- IEHD, we had to practice Macbeth, but we didn't feel like it, so we just fucked around (I've never laughed so hard in my life!)&lt;br /&gt;Afterschool we played basketball, I won someguy 20-6 (2 points/shot) 1 on 1, then we played 3 on 3 where my team kicked the others ass so bad (I lost count of the score.)&lt;br /&gt;I came home around 5:45, and I just went on the net and did stuff, bleh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3263940-9902467?l=khaled.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3263940/posts/default/9902467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3263940/posts/default/9902467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khaled.blogspot.com/2002_02_17_archive.html#9902467' title=''/><author><name>Khaled</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09797810021127953124</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3263940.post-9881074</id><published>2002-02-19T06:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-02-19T06:27:15.656-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>6:19 AM, I think I should get some sleep before school. Nah.&lt;br /&gt;What happened at school yesterday:&lt;br /&gt;- French where Mr. Heap just talked about useless shit (the time, attendance record etc.) and while he was doing that me and Jon were just talking about even more useless shit (monkies with bananas up their asses, monkies taking over the world, Dani Filth [eventhough he has no idea who Dani Filth is] raping people in dark forests while screeching HARDER HARDER, guitar stuff, more monkies, more monkies, how gay chinks are and the rest I forgot, bleh.)&lt;br /&gt;- Gym, we just fucked around the whole class since we had a supply teacher, we had to play volleyball with no nets, so we just fucked around the whole class.&lt;br /&gt;- Recess, we played wip, I only got one good wip though, one on Nadheems head heh.&lt;br /&gt;- Science, no idea what I have to do so yeah.&lt;br /&gt;- Lunch, the word lunch is self explanitory.&lt;br /&gt;- Reading, no idea what I have to do so yeah.&lt;br /&gt;- Math, math = the 2nd most homosexual class ever (next to art, ofcourse)&lt;br /&gt;Afterschool, I replaced my top two guitar strings, but they still sound screwed, so oh well. When I got home, it was 5, I ordered pizza, and waited for the hockey game to come on (Canada vs. Czechs [sp?],) tie 3-3, oh well, Canada played a much stronger game then the first two, and they gotta face Finland instead of Russia in the quarter finals! After the first quarter I felt sick, slept for like 1/2 and hour-2 hours (not sure) and then I practiced guitar a bit, then I did some shit I don't feel like typing. And now I'm here, I think I should sleep before school, fuck it, I'll just uhh, practice guitar or something. What a long ass post :/.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3263940-9881074?l=khaled.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3263940/posts/default/9881074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3263940/posts/default/9881074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khaled.blogspot.com/2002_02_17_archive.html#9881074' title=''/><author><name>Khaled</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09797810021127953124</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3263940.post-9845569</id><published>2002-02-18T07:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2002-02-18T07:46:11.853-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Damn, it's 7:41 AM, I just came back from my long ass vacation (1 month 5 days to be exact.) Landed around 12:30 AM, did all that airport shit 'till like 2:00. Then I went to Burger King and got a whopper. Came home around 4:00 AM and played guitar till' now (7:41 AM.) I'm so fucking tired right now, two 7 hour planes and a 5 hour transit in London (with all these Sweds there, damn, still can't get over the fact Team Canada lost to them, talk about bullshit eh, oh well, we'll win the Czech.) And I have to go to school! UGH, fucking bullshit. I'm out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3263940-9845569?l=khaled.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3263940/posts/default/9845569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3263940/posts/default/9845569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khaled.blogspot.com/2002_02_17_archive.html#9845569' title=''/><author><name>Khaled</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09797810021127953124</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
